Just Another Roomie

Chapter 1 (Rachel's POV)

It was another rainy day in London.

Nothing new.

I was born in London, so rain to me was something that's almost a must every day.

But when I woke up at 6am this morning,  I had no idea it would be raining in my life as well.

I was sitting in my office, going over some papers for my boss and waiting for my lunch break.

See, I was just an ordinary secretary in a huge law firm but I didn't care.

I liked my job.

The only thing I didn't like was my boss.

He was a sleeze bag that groped me every time he passed my desk.

So a few days ago, I complained about him to our HR team.

I should know by now a good lawyer wouldn't fall that easily.

And that would be proven to be right to me in three, two, one…

BANG!

The doors of my office were pushed open with great force, and a loud bang resonated all around the office.

"You ungrateful bitch! I gave you an opportunity to work with the best lawyer in London and you went and reported me to HR! For what? A few touches that were accidents? Pack your things Rachel. You are fired?"

I was looking at my boss with wide eyes.

"Excuse me?"

He was red in the face from all the rage. It would be hilarious if my job wasn't on the line.

"You heard me right. Pack your things or I will call security!"

At this point, I'd heard enough.

One way or another, I had already lost my job, so what else was there to lose? 

"You know what? You are the biggest self-absorbed idiot that ever walked on this earth! Accidents? Groping my butt and breasts is no accident you asshole! And you can deny it all you want, but we both know I'm right here! I feel sorry for your next assistant! Now leave my office so I can pack my things!"

He was still fuming but he did as I said and left me alone.

I packed my things in a hurry and left the building.

All I wanted now was to go home and eat all the ice cream my stomach could get.

I had just arrived home and put away my things when there was a knock at my door.

I went to open with a huge amount of exasperation.

Can't people get a hint and leave me alone?

I opened the door and there stood my landlord.

"Miss Bigsby, I need to inform you that you have to move out of this apartment as soon as possible. Technically, you only have time until tomorrow morning."

I was speechless.

"Are you shitting me right now? What's the reason behind all this? I always pay my rent on time and I am a silent tenant. There were never any complaints made about me, and I get along with every neighbour. So I really don't understand why all this now?"

He began sweating and wringing his hands.

"You see, Miss Bigsby, I got a call today. It was from Mr. Rigson. He said you lost your job because of harassment. He told me you were trying to seduce him and I am really sorry, but I can't have such a woman living in my building."