Sophy Williams
Chapter seven:
I stood up immediately and dropped my phone on the bed. Mom walked over and took my phone she examined the number for a while before looking at me.
'Ah ha!'she exclaimed.'I knew it. This must be the number of your boyfriend right?'
'No mom,its not.' I said and snatched the phone from her. I disconnected the call and walked past her to sit in front of the mirror. Mom came over and leaned on the wall beside the mirrors.
'So what happened at your teachers house?' Mom asked while I fumbled with some stuffs in front of the mirror pretending to be arranging some stuff.
'Nothing really happened? We just talked.'
'About what?'she asked picking a stool from the bed and sat on it. Seconds later my phone rang and immediately I disconnected the call. Mom stared at me suspiciously. I thought she would say something but she just kept quiet.
'Nothing.'
'Oh Sophy!Am your mother. If you talked then you surly must have said something. So tell me what did you say.'
I took an heavy breath as I stylishly put off the mobile connection of my phone.'Mom we really didn't say much.' I wasn't lying. We didn't say something I could blab to mom about.
'Then what happened? '
I know mom she is just as stubborn as I am. She won't stop until I tell her something. I racked my brain for lies but it seemed like I lied too much so I ran out of lies. 'We kissed.' I finally said and from my peripheral view I could see mom shift a bit before smiling.
'So who kissed who?'
'He kissed me.'
'That's good to hear. What happened next?'
'Mom are you interrogating me?' I asked defensively. ' Nothing else happened. It's over now. Go to your room and sleep.'I commanded.
Mom stood up and straightened her night gown.' I was just asking but from the look of things looks like you guys had sex right?'
'No we didn't. We almost but the stupid leg and one other thing got in the way. I could really curse this leg.' I said angrily.
'Is he your boyfriend?' Mom asked and I remained silent.she walked over to the door. 'So he is not your boyfriend?' placing her hand on the door knob she turned back to look at me and I saw the look on her face through the mirror she wasn't happy about it. I guess she wasn't happy about the fact that he is not my boyfriend but he kissed and we almost had sex. 'When next I see that teacher of yours,am gonna kick his ass. And you are not to visit him. It's clear that he is only trying to take advantage of you.'
Immediately I stood up to protest but mom had gone already. That was why I didn't want to tell her anything. I limped to the bathroom and took a shower. I stood in front of the hand basin naked with my brush in my mouth. I won't be able to go see Harry again. I can only see him at school. Oh I really like him. I feel so safe around him. And the way he holds me with so much carefulness. Like he knew I was fragile. The way he kissed me so passionately but softly told me he was the perfect guy I needed for a boyfriend. But he didn't ask me out and I couldn't make the move. I stared at the jacuzzi. On a normal Saturday night I would have taken a bubble bath but I just didn't feel like it. I took another glance at the jacuzzi. Looks like the poor thing had missed the feeling of my naked body.
I turned back to the jacuzzi and secured the cap. I check the bubble scents. I had lavender and mint. I was addicted to using mint but I have never used lavender before. I took the lavender bottle and poured some of the liquid after making sure again that the cap was still secured. I then turned the faucet of the jacuzzi and measured the right quantity of water I liked. I watched as the bubble came alive. I walked away and picked a towel. Wrapping it around my body I walked to the room and switched the lights off leaving only the spot lights at the far end of the bed. I walked down to the bar downstairs and I saw that some of the maids were still awake preparing the food for the next morning. I smiled weakly and walked past them. I poured myself half glass of vodka and walked back to my room silently. I turned the lights in the bathroom off and lit the candles. I loved the look of the bathroom with the candle lights. I threw the towel on the floor and was about to jump in the tub when I remembered my phone. I wrapped the towel again and went back to pick my phone. I rested my head on the wall. I could feel the coldness of the tiles on my head. I opened one of the cupboards and took out a bath bomb. Precious had given them to me as a gift on Holi. I threw the bomb into the water and I watched the colors as they began to spread. I jumped in to the jacuzzi and made myself convenient letting my back feel the coldness and my body feel the water. My lips tasted a little bit of the bubbles and I sipped the vodka. The taste spreading through my throat and down to my stomach where they belonged. I closed my eyes for sometime before opening them again to sip the vodka. I kept it in my mouth afraid that if I swallowed it quickly my taste buds would long for more and I will finish the vodka even before I finish my bubble bath. I took my phone and frowned at it swallowing the vodka. I had no messages. I quickly turned the page to whatsapp but the network connection wasn't going. The same went for Facebook and other SNS. I shifted a bit in the tub before realizing that I had no network because I had turned all my connections off. I laughed though I didn't know why but I just laughed. After I turned the connections on I checked Facebook for messages but the ones I had was boring so I just dropped the phone and sipped my vodka again. I hadn't even swallowed it when I received a call. It was an unknown number so I guessed it was Harry. I picked it and placed it in my ears. It was indeed Harry.
'Sorry. I turned the connections off.'
'why?'he asked from the other end.
'Mom appeared suddenly and you kept calling, so I had no choice.'
'Just wanted to check if you are doing fine.How's your leg doing?'
'Good thanks. Is that all?'
'yes.'
'You don't have anything to say to me.'
'like what.'
'about the kiss? You really have nothing to say? '
'yes I don't. What should I say. You asked me to kiss you. I can't say sorry for that you know.'
'Fine.bye!' I said angrily and disconnected the phone before he could say something.
'who the hell does he think he is?'I asked myself.
I sipped the vodka and rested my head on the jacuzzi. I didn't know when I slept off. By the time I woke up I had 25 missed calls from Harry. Even my battery was down. I quickly poured the remaining vodka down my throat. I let it find all the nooks and crannies of my mouth before surrendering it to the throat. I jumped out of the tub. It was really late and I was still not asleep. I released the cap and watched the water go down the drain. After wiping off the water on me I was satisfied with the feeling I got. I was happy I was finally rid of the smell of Harrys perfume. I must forget about him. It seemed like mom was right. He only wants to fool around with me and I can't let anyone pull a wool over my eyes. I wasn't that dumb. turning off all the candle I switched the lights on and put everything back in place. Stepping out of the room in my towel I made way to the dressing room. I needed fresh air so I just put on my night robe. I only had a pant on. I wrapped the cloth around myself and tied the knot. I stepped out of the room and laid on the bed. I didn't even bother about the lights. I loved it that way. But it only reminded me of Harry and his home which reeked of rose and some other scents from his body. I plugged my phone and faced the ceiling. I wished I could count them but it was impossible as I could not count the POP which was faint yellow in color. I didn't know the colour of Harrys POP but I was sure it would be white. Thinking about him kinda made me sick. How could he not have anything to say about the kiss. He blamed me for it and is indirectly telling me to take responsibility for my actions. The actions we both took part in. How rude of him!
'I need vodka.' I said to myself.
I rushed downstairs not minding my bandaged ankle. I just needed vodka. I took the bottle which I poured from the other time and went back to my room. 'I don't need a glass cup. I will just gulp everything down.'
I sat on the bed with vodka in my hand. I poured a lot in my mouth and rushed it down my stomach like I had been waiting for it to fill my mouth. Vodka was my fav after mint. Mint wouldn't make me drunk but anytime am in a bad mood or I need to sleep I turn to vodka for help. Though I have never had so much in my life. I gulped it again and swallowed.
'That guy is a great jerk.' I said loudly. 'Mom should surly kick his ass. Such a bad human.' I chuckled and swallowed another drink of vodka.
'Did I just say human? I mean a bad vampire.'
I finished the whole bottle of vodka and threw it on the rug beside my bed. I laid in bed and covered myself with the sheets. I knew I was drunk so I just laid trying to force myself to not talk since I will be blabbing.
Waking up the following morning with a great headache and pain in my ankle. I forced myself out of bed and crawled to the toilet. After vomiting twice I settled for a light bath. I could hardly shampoo my hair. It seemed so difficult. Even wearing cloth was a problem. I wore a short bubble skirt and a little top with socks and slip ons. It was simple but everything looked fascinating with me. I made it downstairs not even bothering to clear the room. Just too tired.
'Can I get a panadol please?' I asked after settling at the dining with one hand on my forehead. It was hot. I took the drug and swallowed it. I didn't swallow immediately so it dissolve in my mouth which made me frown. The maid handed me sweets which I gladly took since my mouth was feeling bitter. With the taste of the vodka still lingering on my taste buds. After taking the panadol I rested my head on you cold glass table for a while before breakfast was finally served. I didn't eat much because I wasn't feeling too well. Noticing that I was the only one eating breakfast I asked the maid where mom and other maids were.
'Madam, it's almost afternoon so everyone has taken breakfast already. You were up late that's why you are the only one eating breakfast.'
I nodded and started picking at the food,I had no appetite. Looks like I drank too much last night. I saw Tina walk up the stairs.
'What's wrong Tina?'i asked worried since the maids had no business upstairs.
'I did your laundry already.'she replied in her normal tone. It was funny. She had a young child of age two and she's fighting a divorce case with her second husband. Though she never told us anything but I had heard the maids talking about it and how much help she needed.
'Thanks Tina.'I replied with a smile.'You know Tina, you can always confide in us. We are a family remember. If you need any help I can talk to mom and dad about it for you, okay?'
She touched her forehead for some time like she wasn't sure if she could trust anyone. She must have been through a lot. First was the first husband and now second husband. It wasn't fair for the ladies. Well not fair for ladies who didn't know how to play their cards. Not ladies like me.
'No Madam. Thanks a lot. I can handle things on my own.'
I walked away from the dining and up the stairs. I stood in her front and patted her pale golden hair. She looked tired and looked like she needed a lot of rest. She needed a break. A big one. A break from everything just like I needed a break away from Harry.
'Is it when it gets worse that you will inform us about it?'
She stared at me and smiled. She was unsure. 'No thanks. I am an adult and adults handle things on their own. You can't understand.'
'What can't I understand Tina. Is it the pain you hide behind those eyeballs or the scars behind those clothes. Or the stab in your heart. You can confide in me. Trust me Tina you can't do this alone.' she was teary. She was going to pour out all the sorrows at last. I grabbed her hand and led her to my room. After I had sat her down comfortably on the bed, she stared at me collecting the clothes from her and she teared up. She cried so much I couldn't help but join her. Thinking about how Harry wouldn't take responsibility made me cry even more. She explained her ordeal to me. Her first husband whom she didn't have a legal marriage with didn't treat her well. He used to beat her everyday. When she was finally free from his boundary, she got into another trouble because of love. She married another man legally. Not knowing that he was her ex husbands accompany. They had planned it for her. She gave birth to her first child and that was when trouble started. He will always beat her and insult her. Most times he would rape her. She couldn't just leave him and go like she did for her ex husband since they were legally married. So she is currently fighting a divorce case with him. And he is very powerful so there's no chance that she will win. Right at that moment, her two year old child is no longer with her. Her husband had taken the child away with him. She fought back so many tears but when I couldn't help it. I started crying.
'It's okay Madam. I don't want you to pity me. I got what I deserved. My family warned me against it but I didn't listen. It's all my fault.'
I wiped my face with the back of my left palm and placed two hands on her wet face.'No its not your fault Tina. It's your husbands fault. Men don't like to take responsibility. So it's not our fault.' I assured her everything will be fine and that I will talk to dad about it so that they can help her. She was really happy and when I was sure she was out of sight. I laid with my back on the bed facing the ceiling.
'Men don't like to take responsibility for their actions. He expects me to take the responsibility for everything. Like am the man here. Nonsense!' I adjusted my self on the bed well and thought about what mom had said again. She is definitely right. I won't see Harry again or even talk to him. Boys are fools. I assured myself I could do it and that I was adult.
'Good thing foolish me and my hormones didn't lose our virginity to that idiot.' I said before sleeping. The vodka was still working plus the tears. I needed a lot of sleep. I wasn't sure if I would be able to attend school the next day. I wasn't sure. But Precious and Cleo needed the information. But I wasn't sure and I was never sure and if I am not sure I might never be sure of myself or of what I could do.
HARRY BENJAMIN....
Wondering why on earth Sophia wasn't picking his calls, he sat on the couch restless. She sounded really annoyed yesterday. He wondered if he had done something wrong again. Harry stood up and walked to the dining, he stared at the bouquet of rose flowers on the table. He was filled with mixed emotions. What will Sophia say if he asks her to be his girlfriend.
Will it affect work at school?
Will it not affect work at school?
What will she think about dating a vampire?
Will she be able to handle it?
Does she love him?
Or is just lust that she has for him?
Will she be able to accept the type of person he is?
He was thinking too much and his head was spinning. Sophia didn't have a problem with he bring a vampire but Sophy was a modern day lady. She didn't have all those cultures and thinking Sophia had. Sophia was hardworking and understandable. They might be the same person but time and culture isn't the same. Sophia was greek so she understood him but Sophy is English.
"OK stop thinking Harry and focus. I have loved her and will always love her. Now I want to make her mine. So dad and mom can be proud of me."
He went straight to his room and opened the Veranda sliders. Looking at Sophys room it looked like luck was on his side at last. She is so beautiful. She stood on the Veranda admiring the view of the garden next to her house. Her hair was packed up roughly and some strings was on her beautiful face. He wished he could reach his hand further and touch her. And feel her body again. Her scent and how her hair smelled of mint instead of the normal sweet scents girls love to use. He had missed the smell of her body, her lovely scent which he guessed was a mixture of rose and some other scents probably lavender and mint. Harry inhaled the air and since he had a great sense of smell, he could smell her from her Veranda. He reached his hand forward to touch her but he just smiled. He was silly, how could he reach for her when he so far. Probably Sophy had seen the image of the hand she stared in the direction and saw Harry. She frowned and was annoyed. The smile on her face turned into a frown immediately. She had also thought it was a bad idea to come out in the Veranda but sleep wasn't ready to surrender so she had to get some fresh air and the view was great in her Veranda too. Immediately she turned back and went inside. It was time for lunch and mom was back already. She had earlier gone to attend to some business which must have been very urgent because mom never goes out on Sundays except to her friends which was normal since Sunday was the only free day for her.