I awake up to the smell of cupcakes. Oh no, dad is still angry. Everytime my dad is upset with me my mom makes mom makes me cupcakes to lighten the mood.
"Good morning baby girl." Baby girl? Is that dad's voice? I jump up on the bed and find my dad standing by the door holding cupcakes.
"Dad?" I whisper. I turn and wipe my eyes. "You made them?" I ask.
"Yes." he says. I frown, oh no, I love my dad very much but he is the worst cook.
"Haha. No, don't you worry baby. Your mom made them." he says hugging me.
"I'm sorry dad." I say.
"Why are you sorry?"
"Because I lied." I say.
"Good girl." he kisses me on the forehead.
"You knew I lied?"
"Not at first but then I called Nathan. He told me the truth. He also told me there is some misunderstanding between you two right now. I didn't ask him the details, his voice indicated he didn't want to talk about anything but is there anything you want to talk to me about? " I pick a cupcake and fill it in my mouth.
"Misunderstanding?" I say with food in my mouth, "No, I'll talk to him first." What's there to misunderstand? He is a monster, that's it.
"The boy is nice I gotta say. Very understanding."
"What did he tell you?" I am so confused. He was furious at Nathan just a few hours ago and now suddenly he is understanding.
"You think you would marry him even if this wasn't arranged?" dad asks and picks a cupcake for himself.
"No way! Honestly, the only long term relationship I imagined was with Dylan, but marriage isn't something I thought about."
"Dylan was nice as well. Very well mannered and caring." He smiles. I return the smile, My mom dad were as fond of Dylan as his parents were of me. In college we were called the perfect couple.
"Oh, it's late. Do you wanna spend the day here or you want us to drop you to Nathan's house?Venessa was looking forward to meet you."
"Okay. Even I haven't had the chance to spend time with her." I agree and head to the bathroom. I wonder if I should ask Nathan what he did to calm my father maybe he can train me too. I get ready and wait for my father in the car.
"April Grey come back in here." my mom hollers.
"Yeah," I climb off the car.
"Here, finish your milk and then go." she hands me a glass of milk.
"Mom I am not a kid anymore. I'm an adult and adults don't drink milk!" I whine.
"Oh yes, should I bring Gin and Vodka for you, miss adult?!" I roll my eys and gulp the milk down.
My dad drops me at Nathan's. As soon as Venessa sees me she welcomes me with a tight hug. "God, I have been trying to contact you since two weeks now. Why don't you answer my calls? Are you mad at me? Oh my God! Are you seeing someone else? Am I not important to you anymore?" she keeps a hand on her heart.
"Nathan is absolutely right, you are such a drama!" I laugh.
"Yeah, yeah, now you'll agree with him. Now that everything thing is falling in place." she nudges me. My smile immediately fade at her words.
"Whatever," I say and move towards my room, "So what's new with you?"
"Okayyy, so I kind of met someone..." she begins and I squeal.
"What? That's amazing!! Is he a chef? Tell me he's a chef!" I scream.
"No! Can you think of anything else but food?" she slaps the back of my head, "Now, I have told you but you can't tell Nathan or anyone."
"Okay, but tell me who is it?"
"That I can't do."
"What? Why?"
"Because... He is very shy... I don't think he'll be okay with me telling anyone."
"But not even me?" I pout.
"I don't know," she blushes.
"Aww, look at you you're blushing."
"Oh my God," she covers her face, "Okay, I'll tell you if you promise me you won't tell anyone, especially Nathan."
"Why especially Nathan?"
"Because he's way too possessive over me."
"Okay, I won't."
"Okay, so his name is Ethan and he works at the orphanage you told me about."
"Oh that's great! What does he do there?"
"Just looks after the kids. He was one of them and then he went to Stanford and after graduation and working a few years he's now back in this town. He's working in one of the top IT firms."
"Wow, hot shot IT guy, huh? So he lives at the orphanage?"
"No he has his own house. But sometimes he stays there if the kids need him."
"So sweet. So which stage of relationship is this?"
"First stage?" she's doesn't sound sure.
"Why so unsure?" I ask as I sit on the bed with my legs crossed.
"I don't know, we have kissed a lot many times but I have no idea if he wants to be in a real relationship with me yet or not." she explains.
"Why not? You are so amazing. I'd date you."
"I know..."
"You should talk to him."
"I will."
"So....how did you two meet?" I nudge her as she sits next to me.
"Since you told me about that orphanage I wanted to go there. So I saw him scolding a kid for torturing a puppy and I felt bad for the kid. So, I stood up to him and we got into an argument on whether to scold kids or sit them down and make them understand and in between the argument all of sudden he asked me out. I was enraged so I also blurted yes." she laughs and I join her.
"We went to coffee and decided to meet again. And then one dinner night we were at his apartment having dinner. After dinner things got intense we kissed and cuddled!" she's flushed.
"Wow, amazing story." I smile, "Oh my God, Nathan? What are you doing here?" I gasp. Venessa's eyes widen and she stays still. Slowly she turns to find no one at the door.
"You sick freak!" she yells and hits me with the pillow as I laugh my ass off. She continues to hit me. I too grab a pillow and start to defend myself. Feathers of pillow spread in the air and stick in our hair as we continue our pillow fight. She hits me and I fall off the bed, I lie on the floor laughing so hard that my stomach hurts. She lays flat on the bed laughing as well.
"What the hell have you done to my room?" a voice says from the door. I look at Nathan's tall frame standing in front of me.
"What are you doing here?" Venessa says from the bed, "Weren't you supposed to be attending Zayn's exhibition?"
"I cancelled it. I always attend them I have seen all of his paintings." he says walking past me as if I'm not in the room, "Did a hurricane hit here?"
"We were playing pillow fight." Venessa throws a cushion on Nathan but he catches it before it hits him.
"Great," he says frustrated, "Now get out of my room."
"It's not just your room, it's my bff's room as well. I can stay as long as I want. " We hear Venessa's phone ring, as soon as Nathan is about to pick it up I beat him to it and throw the phone at her. She catches it sigh a relief. Nathan gives us a confused look, Venessa ignores it and excuses herself. I get up and look around. Man it's really a mess. Feathers and pillows are all over the place, I pick all the pillows and put them on the couch. Nathan is sitting on the bed surfing through his phone while I get a broom and sweep the feathers.
"You could help." I suggest, "Considering the fact that now you need so much of my help, even my body." I taunt him. The flashback of him suddenly kissing me for the soul purpose to show the media disgusts me.
"Alright now, listen up!" he says and gets up from the bed, I move backwards in a reflex. He pulls me by the arm and makes me sit on the bed and sits next to me.
"First things first, I have no damn interest in you or your ugly body. Second, you stay out of my goddamn shit. Third, my room my rules. Fourth, start handling situations seriously, stop being a damn child all the time. Fifth, learn to lie to people about us working out and remember this if I have to fuck you in public to make people realize that things are okay between us then I will." he grips my arms tightly and my heart skips a beat at his words. I gulp, really frightened by his condition. He let's go of me but I stay there still as a rock.
If I have to I'd fuck you in public to make people realize that things are okay between us I will.
The words repeated play in my head. I can't seem to get them out. I don't know how much time has passed since I am sitting here, Nathan is in the bathroom since. I have forgot to breathe. I am not safe with this man. I have to tell my parents. The door opening gives me goosebumps.
He sits near me and I move away from him. He sighs, "Alright look, I didn't mean that, okay?" he grabs my hand as I get up, "I was just a little frustrated from that picture of us kissing."
"What do you mean? You did that on purpose, why would it frustrate you?" I am so confused he is cruel at first and then sweet the next second.
"I didn't," he admits, "You only think why would I do that? I know I hate you but I won't do something like that in public. Never for show, I am not that type of person."
"Then what did that kiss mean to you?" I shift closer to him standing between his legs, his arms on mine.
"Nothing, absolutely nothing. Listen I don't like you and never will." The truth hurts but it's nice to hear it.
"Then why did you kiss me?"
"I got scared after the gunshot. You scared me. I want to hurt you for what you did to me but only with my words, never physically. I don't want you to die," he shifts closer to me, "I have never been this scared. Of course no-one I care about has ever been held at gun point." This time I am the one who shifts closer to him, his hands encircle my waist, "And what answer would I give to your parents. How would I ever face myself, I was the one who was insistant on taking you to New York, you didn't even wanna go. How would I have lived with myself if something were to happen to you?" he voice was low, he keeps his head on my chest. I press him closer. I know it's stupid and crazy but his words got me. They really got me. He hugs me tightly.
"I am sorry. I had no idea the paps were around. I would never kiss you for show, I am not that kind of a person. Even I was confused when I saw that picture." He makes me sit on top of him, shivers run down my spine as I realise I am very close to him, "That's what I told your father. The truth. I am so sorry you thought I used you."
"Hey, it's okay. Thank you for telling me the truth."
"I pressed charges against Max." He admits.
"What?" I pull away so surpirised, "But..."
"I couldn't stand him. Every time I looked at him, I saw him all over you. I never apologised to you but I am sorry. That should have never happened. I shouldn't have let it happen..." I see tears springing in his eyes and something tugs at my heart. Before he could finish, I cut him by placing my lips on his. We share a short kiss and then I realise what I was doing.
"I-I'm s-sorry." I stutter and move away. Could I be more embarrassed?! Ahhh, I'm so crazy. I have no idea why did that! He clears his throat and leaves the room equally embarrassed.