T.W : Mentions physical abuse .
"Where have you been?" Asked Mister Yates darkly, as Julian stepped inside. "..I. .Father ..I was at .."Mumbled Julian trying to sound brave. "So you aren't even going to answer me properly ,is it?"
"..."Julian looked down unable to come up with an excuse for he knew nothing he said would change what was to come. When his father , now fuming with anger ,holding the cane firmly in his hand stepped toward him , he simply shut his eyes ,clenched his fist and awaited what was to follow.
Julian was the only son of Mister Adrian Yates , He lost his mother the day he was born, something his father always blamed him for .To him , Julian was never perfect and needed a lot of 'disciplining', he did not deserved to be loved. Therefore Julian was never loved by anyone but his maternal grandmother , who helped bring him up , but Julian lost her in an accident , 6 months ago . Now he had no one by his side but Aurelia, whom he had known all his life. Aurelia's father , Mr. White and Mr. Yates were business partners and close-friends, Hence Julian and Aurelia grew up together, Mrs. white who felt sorry for the boy was always kind to him and nudged Aurelia to do the same. Eventually somewhere , somehow Julian found himself desperately in love with Aurelia.
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Aria was late to class as always and was refused permission to enter. She decided to take the whole day off and go to a café nearby , stay there and go home in the evening.
As Aria was sitting in the café with a warm cup of latte, working on her new dress patterns , she saw the café door open and a boy around her age, step in . She was sure he did not go to her school but somehow seemed very familiar . She suddenly remembered that he was the 'beauty beside the pool' (as she had nicknamed him ,while narrating the infamous pool fight to her friends) . She realized her memory had done no justice to his beauty, he wasn't what people would traditionally call 'handsome', he was , but he was a more delicate version of handsome, he was wearing a black hoodie, a pair of jumpers and had his bag pack hung over his shoulder ,she had never seen anybody like him, she found every single tiny detail about him, attractive . Aria didn't realize she was zoning out staring at him until her phone rang , it was her friend Penelope, she quickly checked her phone , rejected the call and decided to make a move, for it was now or never.
He sat in a table beside the window , and the sunlight passing through the window accentuated his delicate features, making him look ethereal. She quickly got up , walked towards his table, as she was nearing him she noticed that his lip was bruised , brushing it aside ,she stepped in front of him.
"ahem...um..excuse me" she cleared her throat
He looked up from his phone.