[POV: Adrian]
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"Father!" As I sat on the bed, I opened my eyes to see sunlight streaming in through the window and striking the silver cabinet at the far end of the hardwood-floored room.
My shirt became wet as cold sweat soaked all over my body. I massaged my brow slowly, attempting to relax.
Why did that dream resurface? Dream about an incident from nearly sixteen years ago.
The girl beside me jerked up and sat up. She kissed me on the shoulder. My earlobe was greeted by warm breath. Her voice was spoiled as she mumbled, "What's the matter, honey? Why are you call your father?"
"There isn't anything, sweetie." I lifted her slim arms from my stomach, kissed her forehead gently, and climbed out of bed.
"Where are you going?" she inquired.
"I have to attend college."
I walked into the bathroom, wet my face with a thin beard that covered my chin, and checked to see if there were any new wounds on my body. Yes, there was a scratch on the back and a bite on the chest.
Why do women always ruin my tattoo when we're having a good time?
"Adrian, sweetheart." The spoiled voice compelled me to roll over onto the bed. "Even if you're pressed for time, you still have to take me home, okay?"
I cast a glance at the bathroom wall. The clock on the wall said it almost seven o'clock. "I'm sorry, honey, ycan you just took an uber? I'm late for school."
"But you said..." blah blah blah. She chirps without the use of a semicolon.
Is she convinced that she is unique? Of course, she was as beautiful as the Goddess Athena, but all the other girls who came here were on par with her.
I'm a jackass. I'll admit it. One night love is nothing more than a night sports game. She just a partner. If she expects more, she'll be disappointed.
I can't be harsh on women. They appear to me to be gentle creatures who must be protected. A figure to be cherished gently, to be satisfied at night.
I approached bed and took his bag, to make sure if she had enough money for a taxi. I believe $500 will get her all the way to New York if necessary.
"Adrian, please take me home! Did you hear what I said?" Her voice grew louder.
"Yes, honey, I heard everything." I sat on the edge of the bed, gently kissing her brow.
She held my hand to his cheek. "Come on, it's still seven o'clock in the morning, right?"
"Sharone, I can't--"
"What? Who is Sharone?"
"You're not Sharone?"
She chuckled, brushing her hair back. "You're kidding, right?"
I'm not joking. I had forgotten who she was. It's not her fault; it's just a habit of mine. After one night off, forgetting about the girl name.
Her laughter faded gradually. "Are you sure? Oh my God, you don't know who I am either?"
"Sorry--"
"Goddamn it!" She slapped me, then hit me blindly with ferocity.
I caught both of her wrists and tried to calm her down. "I was just kidding,"
I hugged her slowly, leading her to lean against my chest, and she was back cuddled hugging my waist.
"I'll call a taxi to take you home, okay?"
"Can I come back tonight?"
Damn it. "Leave your number, I'll call you later… or the day after."
Suddenly the sound of the bell made us speechless. The sound was accompanied by a knock on the door and--
"Adrian, wake up, you slacker! Please open the door before I dismantle it!"
Finally 'she' came too.
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[POV Adrian] ----- I opened the door to my apartment room and greeted a sexy girl who was standing in front of it. I gave that angel my trademark smile. "Good morning, lovely." She looks stunning in an olive blouse and a black vest jacket with thick fur in the middle. The sweet little eyes with light amber studs followed me until they came to a halt at the only part of my body that was covered by the cloth. Her thin, sensual lips twitched with a small chuckle. She brushed her wavy blonde hair back, allowing her thin face to shine through. "Are you serious?" she sarcastically inquired. I kept an eye on my body. "I'm sorry, I forgot to put on clothes." She stormed into the kitchen as if it were her own apartment. "I can't come here every day to wake you up!" I followed her out and shut the door. She is Estefany Reine, daughter of a friend of my late father. Fany understands me better than
[POV Fany] ----- Despite the fact that they were brothers, their attitudes were opposite. Adrian is immature, whereas Alfred is more mature. This must be difficult for Alfred. Melisa is the only daughter of the office's largest shareholder, according to what I've heard. If this engagement fails, Al's career as CEO may be jeopardized. Melisa, who was sitting on the bar stool, got a glass of orange juice and a plate of fried eggs shoved in her face. "Come on, let's start with breakfast." Melissa gave me a stern look. I don't like how she appears. Melisa spoke up "You came to our engagement party last night to sabotage it. You've arrived to bring Alfred here." Of course, I shook my head because I'm not a spoiled brat. I went to their event last night solely to say goodbye to Alfred. I attempted to persuade her by providing relevant reasons. "Melisa, every morning I come here to wake Adrian and we go to campus together. The
[POV Fany] ----- I clean the apartment by myself. All of this became a part of my daily routine. I'm not sure how much longer I can hold out. "Are you prepared for college?" Adrian's style drew the collar of a white shirt, clothes that clung to the body's curves. Swooping black brows that swoop up and down. He took his favorite black leather jacket and an empty sling bag out of the apartment, the black bag he used to carry everywhere. "We need to hurry or we'll be late. I'll be in the car waiting for you." Oh my God, he's the one who caused me to be late! I went out and locked the door after finishing tidying up. "As usual, huh?" enquired a veiled girl as she locked her door. "Yep, that's my routine." She is a devout Muslim who has repeatedly resisted Adrian's advances. I've never seen her in revealing clothing because her religion forbids it. She expressed herself politely. "Stay
[POV Adrian] ----- If this car wasn't whining, it would have taken about five hours to get from UCLA to Glendale. "Can we stop by the convenience store?" Fany inquired. "I'd like to buy something." "Would you like to purchase pampers?" I had to tease, I couldn't help myself. She gave a curt response. "Put up your hands. I'd like to purchase some toiletries and fruit for Aunt Nicole." I turned around and entered the crowded parking lot of the minimarket. As a result, I got a parking spot quite far from the minimarket's entrance. Fortunately, Fany did not object; perhaps she was in too much of a hurry. I grabbed her arm before she came out. "What is it?" she inquired. "Look over there," I said, pointing to the convenience store. Many Mexican men had gathered in front of the convenience store; it was unclear what they were doing. They have tattoos and are holding liquor bottles. It's not yet
[POV Adrian] ----- I beat the bald man until he collapsed to the ground. His friends swarmed him like ants. "Enough Ad, stop it!" asked Fany. "They should apologize to you. "No one should insult you," I said, stroking Fany's soft porcelain cheek with the back of my finger. "There's no need; what matters is that you're okay." This kind of attention melts my heart every time. I spun around to face the demons. "Come on, admit you offended my girl." His pals were about to launch an assault. I kicked one of them. I stepped forward to keep Fany safe from lecherous men. They're in a panic. One of them drew a penknife from his pocket. It's not good, because I'm unarmed, and fighting might injure me. Fortunately, the sound of police car sirens stopped them. The police car came to a halt on the side of the road. In a relaxed tone, the officer in the front seat greeted us. "Is everything all right t
[POV Fany] ----- The scent of cedar wood. The living room has a squeaky floor. Wall made of drab wood. Every step into the Beneds' house brings back memories. My steps ceased. Behind the long sofa is a special spot where I blew my first kiss. Oh, those memories that make my heart skip a beat. Oh my goodness, why am I even thinking about it? There are far more important things to consider. My path takes me to the dining room. Alfred sat on the steps, limply leaning against the wall, and raised three fingers to greet me. While Aunt rose from her dining chair to greet me. "Fany. Let's take a seat first." Her skin is sagging, and his black hair is being replaced by gray hair. The rest of the beauty, however, was painted on his thin face. While kissing her cheek, I placed the plastic-filled fruit on the empty chair. "Where is Adrian?" she ask. "Perhaps he's fucking the neighbor's girl," Kimberly specu
[POV Fany] ----- "Next door neighbor came home," Kim explained. Adrian rose from his seat after a long period of silence. "Where are you going, Adrian?" Auntie inquired. "We're looking for the wind." Alfred left without saying goodbye and went to the second floor. Auntie. All because of my presence on the night of the engagement. What on earth was I thinking? "I appreciate you looking after Adrian," she said. "He must have bothered you." "It's fine." "I'm perplexed about Adrian. He's been out of control since his father left. You are free to leave him if you so desire." "What exactly do you mean, Auntie?" "Adrian may not be able to change, but he will always be your burden. Now is the time for you to depart." "No, Adrian is a good man; he just hasn't found his calling in life. I'm sure he'll be a different person when he has a goal." Aunt gave a shaky nod. "I don't want to
[POV Adrian] ----- Sitting in the car, I raised my feet. When Father is gone, the sky, moon, and stars remain the same. Okay, I was wrong; I fucked Melisa, but did they ever consider me? Mother's attitude shifted dramatically after Father's death. She's a thorn in my side. She was always by Alfred's side. Who am I to judge her? The sound of the door opening caused me to turn my head, only to see Alfred emerge from it, carrying two bottles of beer. "Would you like to drink?" he inquired. Who doesn't want a free beer? I let him in by opening the door. We drank cold beers while enjoying the warm evening. "Listen—" Alfred said. "No, you pay attention. I'm sorry for fucking Melisa. Everything is clear to me." Alfred nodded and took my cigarette. As he spoke, he lit a cigarette. "Go ahead, I heard." "For Fany, I fucked Melisa." "Fany?" He laughed uncontrollably. But, seriously, I said.