To Love and Avenge

Chapter 8

His action confused me a lot. We aren’t even friends, but reading his actions, he acts like a mad boyfriend. I, on the other hand, don't understand myself either. I'm becoming insanely nuts because of overthinking. But I can't help it. Who would? I have known him since we were young and I hate him to the bones, but at the same time, our little encounter excites me. Being in his arms, and held tightly in his embrace, I'm thinking about whether to stop him or just let things happen. I know it's wrong. Gathering all my courage, I managed to stop him, even though I felt a bit empty. As much as I wanted it to last a little longer, this will only lead to another problem, so I might as well end it now. I can even hear his heavy breathing while I'm catching on to my own breathing too. We both do, I guess.

“That’s too much for a payment,” I said and left him immediately. Regrets are now come rushing. Why have I allowed myself to be taken by that kiss? It was just a kiss. Normal people do that nowadays. I scolded myself.

DAUIS’ POV:

I never thought she tasted this great. Yet her inexperience is quite visible, but she's learning fast. I smiled at myself at the thought. It would be great to teach her more. Watching her eagerly walk away from me made my heart skip a bit. As much as I want to go and chase her and make her stay will only freak her out, so I might slowly get her trust. My Ale has grown up so beautifully now, very far from the young girl who I remember as a cry-baby and distant, she barely talks, and bullying her is my way. I like it when she cries and makes her angry. But now, all I want is to bed her. I'm wondering how it feels to be with her. I shake my head off and giggle crazily, laughing at myself at the thought as I get into my car and head back to the bar.

ALE’S POV:

I peep at the peephole as the engine roars away. Wondering about this strange feeling I have now, I’ll blame this on my inexperience and ignorance. It was my first time kissing a man, so the feeling confused me, and to stir it up, he was my most unwanted person.

My father’s sudden appearance at my back startles me. He is doing exactly like mine, peeping into the hole.

“Dad, you startled me,” I said, complaining about his action while holding on to my chest.

“You are so preoccupied with the sight that you didn't even notice me coming.” he frowned and continued. “New apple of the eye? I can see he is handsome.” and he winks.

“Eww, Dad, you are so gross.”

“Am I? What’s the EWW about it?” he asks.

“You’re eavesdropping?” I asked and felt the blood rushing into my face, making me look like a ripe tomato I guess.

“Of course not, but I happen to see you, so it interests me, who wouldn't, anyway, you are frantically kissing torridly in the middle of the street.”

“Dad!” with google-eye. I can feel my face now burning.

“It's a normal thing, sweetheart. I'm glad you are accompanied home by a handsome guy because I'm on the verge of the idea of you being a lesbian,” he said as he put his arms around my shoulder, encircling it as he slowly led me inside the house.

“Is it bad?” I asked curiously about myself, being a lesbian.

“Not that it’s bad, but it's just that you never once introduced a guy to us. And you are so unladylike.”

“What do you mean?” with furrowed brows, I asked.

“You, look at yourself, you are far from a lady, I can't explain it. By the way, where is Allen?” waving off his hands and gesturing from my head to foot referring to my indifferences, he abruptly changed the topic

“Left at the bar, Sheila is there too.”

“Oh okay. So for now, go to your room and rest, we have this very important matter to discuss tomorrow.” we entered the house and slightly pushed me upstairs.

“Again? I thought we were done with this important "thing"."

“It's another thing, so brace yourself,” he said seriously, which left me in confusion. What is this other thing now? It's killing me!

“Okay!” I obeyed.

In my room, I keep on pacing to and pro. I don't know, but I am so consumed with dad's words regarding this new important matter to discuss again. What else can it be? Shouldn't we suppose to talk about it right away rather than wait for another day? Tired of thinking, and since it was almost 2 am, I decided to lay down to get some sleep, completely forgetting about the email sent to me earlier.

The feeling that somebody is constantly shaking and waking you up made me frown. Aw, I want to sleep more, I want to take the privilege of a good sleep, which I have not done for quite a long time. A small voice complained inside my head.

I wanted to mutter, but hearing Daven’s voice made me wide awake.

“I want to sleep more” I protested.

“You should go and prepare yourself. Dad has this very important and urgent thing to discuss with us.”

“Okay…” I slipped off of the bed and slowly strode inside the bathroom to take a quick shower. I know it's dead serious because if not, dad will never order Daven around.

In the dining room, there, dad, Allen, and Daven sitting together at dad’s right. Mine is to his left. I don't care about this set arrangement at all. It doesn't make sense to me. But for dad, it is something.

“Hi.” I greeted them one by one by kissing their cheeks.

“Hello Alle dear, how was last night?” Allen teased me that made me hit him out of control.

“Hey, who taught you to hit your elder brother?” he protested while smiling.

“That’s what you get for being so nosey.”

“Enough for you two,” dad interrupted with all seriousness on his face.

That cut us off. I silently move to my seat, feeling the cold ambiance here. I assume this is going to be a heavy discussion.

Without any words, we eat silently, like saving the conversation for later.

We all take our time eating. Silently observing everyone, glaring at them made me more anxious.

“You know dad, the silence is killing my guts out of it. I can't stand this.”

“Later sweetheart, just continue with your food.”

“Let us brace and prepare ourselves, dear,-” Allen started to joke but realized our dad was throwing dagger stares at him. That made him think that he was really serious. He then gestures with his hands, zipping his mouth with a big " Oops…"sorry"