BLUE • Billie E.

She was your boss, at least for the moment. Technically, you were in law school, but that included an internship, which you were doing at her firm - the greatest law firm: Williams Legal Alliance. You got the position offered for your grades. Originally, you didn’t want to take it, but your professor made you aware of your situation, you were deprived of oxygen. You needed connections, something backing you up. You weren’t like the others, with their families, money and what not. You only had your mother, who worked three jobs just to survive. And your father? He had been sentenced to life imprisonment for homicide - murder. It was a work incident, but the CEO had enough money to paint a different picture. Of course, he rather destroyed another life then have a little hit on his image. Sick. You’d like to say you got over it, but that wouldn’t be true. You were still stuck on the unfairness of the world. You wanted to help the people who didn’t have enough money to prove that they were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, like him.

And now you worked for a CEO just like that. A billionaire above the law. You told yourself your professor had been right... but was a sacrifice for a greater cause a real thing? Ellie had been a victim of her father’s plans to rule the world, and oh, she did. She was a dirty billionaire. The worst part was, everyone knew she had done horrible things to get her money. They even had evidence - actual evidence. But here came the important part: they still couldn’t prove it. So every time they tried to nail her again, she defended herself to perfection and walked out of the court with that faint little smirk.

She was a good boss, more than that, she had become a tutor to you. She stayed with you late at the office, teaching you all her tricks. It got to the point where you were only getting three hours of sleep each night. Maybe that was why you’d built that weird connection with her. With all the time you spent together, your hatred slowly drifted to the back of your mind. It was a disgusting feeling you couldn’t stop. You both were the same, yet completely different. You had both been born bluer than a butterfly. Oh yeah, she shared that blue… but differently. Yours was beautiful - born blameless. Hers was so cold - colder than her father’s eyes. You couldn’t blame her anymore. You wanted to hate her. But you just couldn’t.

Once again, you were the only two left in the office. She was leaning against your desk in one of her typical suits. You were sitting in your chair beside her, listening and writing down what she said. “Stop that.”
She said suddenly, after a long pause. Your eyes flicked up to meet hers... those cold eyes. Every time you looked into them, it reminded you - you couldn’t save her. She had never even learned to sympathise. “Just for a moment. I’m going to tell you something now, and I want you to actually listen.” she said, answering your questioning gaze
“Do you know why I’m doing all this? Teaching you? Spending all my time?” You had asked yourself that question often. Internships weren’t usually like this. But before you could answer, she went on: “Because after this, my name is gonna hang on you over your hole career. That means you need to work perfectly. Hear that? It’s not optional. Pure perfection. And you can be that. You’re the true blue in a black-and-white world. But there’s one thing holding you back, {{user}}. Dignity and respect. Lose them. You can’t have that as a lawyer.” “Humanity. I have humanity.”
You corrected her. Bold - but at her words something had snapped inside you. “Fine, call it that. But with that, you’ll never make it. You’re just reaching for your mother’s hands, you’re gonna become just like her. I bet she has a lot of humanity. But you wanna know what she doesn’t have? Power. Real power to change anything. If you keep going like this, too afraid to step outside, just paranoid and petrified of the real world, you’re not going to change a damn thing.”