"Hope you've not forgotten about our appointment?" She said
"I was actually thinking about calling you. Where are you now?" I flipped close the catalog in front of me grabbing my bag from the couch and began making my way out.
"I'm leaving office now"
"Same. Let's meet at the Spa" Zara owns a law firm. She has already wanted to open up her firm and I'm happy for her.
As agreed we met at the entrance of the Spa and entered together. It took us two hours to finish everything. The manicure and pedicure. And I must say I felt much better. My skins felt light.
We stopped by a restaurant to get something to feed our stomachs. "So he's painting your car" Zara said. I told her about the accident thingy and the agreement with Elijah guy.
"Yes. I can't use a half done car. And had he not hit my car, nothing would have happened" Zara took a sip from her drink before speaking up.
"You know painting a car isn't cheap. And not to talk of the damages he'd fix. You should cut the poor guy some slack"
"He started it first. Called me a crazy woman" I exclaimed with a roll of an eye.
"Maybe that's what you are" I stared at her wide eyes. She didn't actually call me a crazy woman.
"You don't mean what you said"
"Ofcourse I mean it. What if he hold a grudge against you" A chuckle escaped me. Zara and her being paranoid.
"Why would he hold grudge against me. I'm the one supposed to that. I'm the victim" I didn't realize I was raising my voice until Zara gesture with her eyes. I formed my lips into a thin line as I accessed the surrounding. The few people that were inside passing me a glance.
"I'm the victim here Zara" I said in a low voice.
"I'm just saying. You don't know what the future might hold" Zara and I are completely different when it comes to opinion. My opinion and hers doesn't always match. To kill off the never ending conversation, I turned my focus back to my food.
When we're done eating, we went on our separate ways. It was past 7pm when the taxi dropped me in front of our gate. I paid him and sauntered my way inside. My legs came to a complete halt. Mouth hung open as my eyes landed on an unfamiliar car. It was painted in rainbow colour.
Mom hasn't talk about buying a new car and even if she will, she won't possibly buy a car like that. And Dad, he's not into those type of car. Aria is still young to drive a car. But then again, the car look so much alike with mine. Only the color differs. I didn't finish closing off my thought when my phone vibrates with text.
I hope you like your new car Miss Elise.
**
"You can't possibly take me for a joke" I said the moment I banged open the door in my angry state. I was met with Elijah sitting on one of the couch. Like he was waiting for me already
"What pleasure do I owe you this night Miss Elise" he said.
For a moment an annoyed chuckle made it's way out of my mouth. He must be joking and must be out of his mind. He knew what he did, yet he's asking me what pleasure do I owe him.
"You owe me no pleasure Mr. Elijah but I need you to highlight me on what you sent to my house"
"Oh you mean your car? How do you like it"
"You did it on purpose right?" I asked "Because that is not what we agreed on. That crap is not mine and I need my car right this instant" I said through gritted teeth.
The expression on his face made my eyebrows rising with question. What exactly is this man trying to do. He rose up to a standing position making his way towards me. "Have a seat and I will get you cold water to calm down"
I didn't have the strength to sit. "I'm not here to sit and there's nothing you can do to calm me down. What I need right now is my car and nothing else" I uttered folding my arms across my chest.
"Miss Elise do you know I found your behavior amusing"
"I don't and I don't want to know" Mr Elijah where is my car" I said getting straight to the point.
It's already leads accounts with my time talking to him at that hour of the night. Next thing is his laughter echoing all over the room. I almost thought something entered his head until he maintained his composure. Folding his arms across his chest
"Do you know what Miss Elise. This is exactly what I pictured your expression to be and then it happened. It's so funny and enjoyable"
"Maybe if I call the police over you would know whether I'm funny and enjoyable" The smile on his face immediately disappears.
"Okay maybe there's something you don't know about me. If I'm serious I'm being serious if I'm playful then I'm being playful. We agreed on fixing your car and the painting and that's exactly what I did"
"You mean to tell me that crap is what you fixed. I don't see anything fixed. You literally damaged my car. I cannot use the car. Like how can I use a a car painted in rainbow colors. I'm not a small kid or a high school girl that's fantasizing on all those fancy things. I want things professional and matured"
I don't think he's in his right state of mind to understand what I mean. Its still surprising to me how my car turned to. What did I possibly get myself into? He doesn't look sane to me. I should have taken my car elsewhere. Something like that wouldn't have happened.