IVAN:
The saying its always darkest before dawn should end with a vice versa. I could say my time with Rufi yesterday was the brightness before today's dusk.
I know I should call her, she'd probably not expect my call but it will keep me sane. Yet, I couldn't, i wouldn't spoil her time with her family 'cus I know everything around me breathed frustration right now and Rufi will notice.
How do you explain to someone you lo...like that you have a screwed up mother who is matchmaking you with the world's best bitch.
Diana was my first she made me believe I was hers as well.
It happened during one of the crazy vacations our families took together. They shoved Diana in my throat until I gave in at age 14. The same age Rufi was raped - and Diana had been 12.
"Knock! Knock!!"
Shit! "come in" I was thinking I would be allowed to lick my wounds in private. Not so sure anymore. "What do you want Diana?" I tired to be cool.
Diana is beautiful no thought. Her blonde curls stopped just below her shoulder blade and it happens to be the only thing natural about her. Her fake tits looked like it would tear open from too much pressure soon, her hips? Could win a competition against Nikky Minaj if she put her heart to it. She looked like a walking doll.
"Do you really expect me to sleep alone" she walked in a manner that would have passed as high-class seduction to most guys.
"You've always slept alone Diana, so I don't know what's different now"
She sat on my bed and it took all my will power to stop me from shoving her off my bed. It felt wrong but i contained myself.
"Ivan, that's not nice. Quiero dormir en tu cama, is that too much to ask?"
I froze, literally froze. She Wants to sleep in my bed? Not gonna happen.
"Listen! I don't care what rubbish they've stocked your head with. But this is my bed and I don't share. So you will go and sleep in-your-own-bed" I clenched my fist.
As if I didn't just talk she laid back on my bed. I jumped out as if the bed was on fire.
I really don't have time for this. The mattress, the sheet, the duvet gets trashed or I'll never sleep in this bed again
"Fine! Sleep in my bed" I hissed "Just don't expect me to sleep in it with you"
I stormed out as her "Ivan!" Screech followed me.
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IVAN:
I called Bernice the moment my back hit the bed in the guest room. She listened calmly as I poured out my frustration. Oddly as I did my anger lessened.
"Do the right thing Ivan, it might cost you but the result will be invaluable"
"What?" Shock rang out
"Your heart knows it, but your head is fighting it" she ignored my comment .
"Bernice! What----"
"Goodnight Ivan, when you decide to follow your heart you'll see it's not so hard" she cut the connection.
"Phew! The world really is going crazy" I dropped the phone.
What could my heart know that my head is fighting.
Bernice! You never told me this whole madness has gotten to you.
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RUFI:
If there was any doubt in my mind before now it has totally cleared off. Ivan didn't come for lunch at Hen's and he hasn't called me. I shoulder have known better than to hope anyone would love me in a romantic way.
No one loved a girl who got rapped at 14
Pain sliced through my chest I had to bend over, my throat felt clogged with the tears I fought back and my eyes felt so damn heavy with unshed tears.
I plastered a fake smile on my face all through my day at Hen's, but my disguised failed the moment I saw Maria and Victor on the couch.
These two look like they can't stay without touching each other. I quietly pass by them and went to my room to unload the tears fighting to choke me.
Thank God Ana-Blaire was sleeping.
After God knows how long I went into the kitchen to get a glass of water.
"Hey you" Maria came into the kitchen
"Good evening"
"When did you ----God Ruf! What happened!" Had i fooled myself about unloading the truck of tears in me? Maria proved me wrong as I choked on tears again.
Maria gathered me in her arms and patted my back as I cried. I had falling in love with the wrong person, he heard my story and he left me. I told him my deepest secrets and he ignored me.
"It's alright" Maria soothed, we made it back to the couch she and victor had been making out on earlier and the memory brought a faint smile to my lips. If anyone deserved true love it was my big sister, she owns the Golden heart.
"I'm fine" I sniffed.
"Is this about Ivan?"
My stupid heart still skipped beats at the sound of his name. "Yes"
"He called you?"
"No Maria! Since Thursday since I lay myself bare to him"
"What if he's busy" I heard the doubt in her voice and it broke my heart the more
"He never misses lunch, but he didn't come today"
After a few seconds Maria huffed "You love him, don't you?"
Lying to Maria was a no choice she could read me like an open book "I fought it. Maria"
A sad smiled crept into her lips "You can't fight love Rufi, don't even try"
"He doesn't love me" I groaned.
"Then he is a fool" anger laced that sentence.
"You don't understand Maria. I'm di___"
"You are not dirty Ruf!" She screamed at me and I froze. Maria has never spoken to me like this before
"Forgive me Rufi" she sat beside me "I didn't mean to scream at you. I'm sorry"
"It's OK, I know you love me but you need to see I'm not so good"
"If that guy doesn't see the angel in you Ruf, then he's an idiot, and he doesn't deserve your time" she held my hands and locked gaze with me
"I doubt he's a fool though, there definitely is an explanation for this. Trust me" she stood up and left.
"An explanation" I muttered.
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IVAN:
I've never been so stuck in my life. Being a prisoner in my own house? Crazy! I crawl out of bed and went into the master bedroom. If I won't be allowed to sleep in my own room at least I should be able to pick my stuff.
"Buen diàs Amor" Diana grumbled sleepily.
"Good morning" I opened my closet to get out my shirt and pants. I pulled out an olive green shirt and was looking for a jean when Diana wrapped her arms around my midriff
"Diana" I warned
"hmm" she tightened her grip
Crap! "Diana let go of me" I said through clenched teeth. She said some things that were better left untranslated
"Not gonna happen Diana!" I shoved her away "I don't know why you came here". I grabbed my jean and left the room.
I met my mother on my way back to the guest room "Good morning mum"
"Morning sweetheart" she eyed the cloth in my arms "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong?!" I looked down at her. I was about a foot and half taller than her. "Really? You brought a bitch to my house and you're asking me what's wrong?"
Mum straightened to her full 5 feet 2 inch height and gave me a killer look "Diana is your wife and not a bitch"
"Wife?" Craziness upgraded "Tell that to yourself mother, when I need a wife--- if I ever need a wife, I know where to look and trust me Diana doesn't stand a chance" I turned to leave but she pulled me back.
"I'm not done with you young man" she snapped.
"I don't need you to be done with me" i snapped back "Diana is a whore!"
"Then you should have thought about that before screwing her" she glared at me
I met her glare with mine "It's not like I was the first to screw her. And if you've not been shoving her at my throat I probably wouldn't have screwed her" I leaned close enough to her that the space between us was probably an inch
"you might have been controlling my life before mom, but in less than a year that table would turn"
fear spread across her face making her go white. "Good morning" I straightened and left her alone.
The day I clock twenty three all of dad's estate becomes mine also grandpa's, until Callie clocks twenty three.
With all these mom's social life depends on the amount of allowance I give to her. And, I know how much she love designer's. You could use one's fear against them. At least temporarily.