Tesla.K.Walter
Red was right when he said I shouldn't swear on things I'm not sure of. When I left home three years ago, I swore that I was going to live my life and that no one would control me ever again. My goal was to finish my studies and build my career. I wanted to work hard so that I won't ever need dad again. However, I forgot one thing, that those were only dreams. I wanted to free myself, and I believe I'd, but I didn't want to trade y cousin's happiness for my freedom. That would be selfish. At least I was used to it, pain, things not going my way, shutterd dreams, I was bound to live a miserable life since the day I was born and Krispy's life is the exact opposite.
Here I was beside my husband saying goodbyes to the guest and family while waiting for the car, which will take us to our new home. Aunt Meg's eyes were filled with tears as she hugged me.
"It will be okay, dear. It really will, " she assured, and I muttered thanks before I turned to my mother in law. She hugged me and caressed my cheeks lovingly.
"Thanks sweetie, thanks so much for joining our family," I smiled. Except for my aunt, no other woman has shown me this kind of love, and I appreciated it.
"Now you are my daughter. Tell me if he ever bullies you, " father in law joined too. I half smiled. As if I'd let him bully me. That was the old me.
"Well, now I have the whole apartment for myself," that was Krispy, but I could she was fighting her tears. " I'll miss you, sis." I hugged her back, tightening the hug as every second passed. She was my bestie and my comfort. Parting with her was the most difficult. The driver parked the car, and Red said goodbye to her parents.
"Take care of her, please. I'm trusting you on it, son, " aunt cried out. Red nodded. I felt a pang of guilt slicing my heart. After that night, I refused to talk to her. I felt wronged. She, in all people, should not have betrayed me like that. Yet I knew she didn't have another choice. Father's wishes were a command to everyone. We slid into the car, and the driver started the engine.
I rested my head on the side of the window and stared outside. Leaving everything behind. This must be my fate, and I won't fight it ever again since I realized it's all useless. I remembered how I used to brag about my wedding when I was young, never thought it could be like this. Throughout the whole ride, no one talked to another. It wasn't like there was anything to talk about anyway, so I allowed the darkness to take me in. I was awakened by the banging of the door. Hell, my heart almost jumped off my chest. I calmed myself and stared outside, just the criminals figure walking away toward the house.
"That rude asshole " I cursed." Would gently waking me up, kill him?" But was Red,he knew nothing about being gentil. The polite driver opened the door for me. I struggled in my dress and finally managed to hop out of the car. On reaching outside, my all annoyance was gone. The house was so beautiful. A two story building, not big or small, surrounded by gardens, the view was breathtaking. Though it seemed somehow old, I still liked the vibes it was giving me. I followed his way to the door. This time, he was thoughtful enough to leave it open. I was busy savouring the beauty of the living room when he came from what probably might be a kitchen with a glass of water.
"Go upstairs and remove that dress. It doesn't even suit. You don't even see how small you are, " he nagged, sitting on the sofa.
"At least I don't lack brain," I retorted back.
"That's where your problem is. You don't even realize it, " he said, crossing his leg over another. I rolled my eyes. There is no point in arguing with a narrow-minded person like him. So I ignored him and climbed upstairs. I went to the first room I found open and noticed that my suitcase was already there. I lay on the bed and let out a sigh of relief. I was damn tired and this dress was too heavy to carry. I quickly rose up and removed the fucking dress. After I went to the washroom to clean makeup off my face. I put on my pajamas feeling too tired to take a shower. I went back into the room and started unpacking my things into the closet. Just then the devil entered without bothering to knock.
"Mind your manners young man. You can't enter into girl's room like that" I lectured, well aware that he won't do what I say. But it's better off said. Next time he do it, I'll break his arm. As I guessed he ignored me. I kept doing my things but suddenly got curious of he was doing. I turned around just to find him shamelessly removing his shirt. What's wrong with this guy? Does he not have his own room? Why is he changing in my room? I wondered my eyes from his, I don't give a damn face, to his abs. Though I hate to admit it his days in gym has paid off. He almost have eight packs, that I should admire. I stared as his muscles flexes as he threw the shirt on the bed. He may be an asshole yet he is handsome. Hot indeed. That's not me who said it, it's those silly hormones working.
"Even if you want me. Don't make it so obvious " I was snapped from my thoughts by his cocky voice.
"Huh ? " I snapped. He smirked then I realised what happened. I just boosted up his ego.
"Want you, my foot" I couldn't hide my annoyance. " What are you doing?" I asked the first question which was ringing in my head.
"What do you think" he smirked with flirtatious look. I ignored it and raised a questioning brow.
"Taking off my clothes" he casually answered.
"And then what?" I inquired. He must crazy if he is having some wild thoughts. He walked toward me and towered above be, using both his arms to form walls. My stupid eyes traveled down her abs again before I stared straight into his eyes. He didn't utter any word, he just stared and I stared back.
"Take a shower" he finally whispered and pulled a towel off the closet. I let out a deep breath as he left to the washroom.