Jayce
I cleared my throat, clearly not knowing what else to do. Never in ten years of my cooking career have I seen anyone devour my food with so much passion. I don't know what to think of it right now. I can't even describe how turned on I've been only by watching a spoonful of the food in her mouth and to make things worse for me. The moan that escaped from my throat acted like oil in my already fired-up senses.
I turned my head trying to avoid my stare only to find eyes staring at my back.
I took a deep breath trying to calm my unbalanced senses and shook my head to remove any unnecessary thoughts. "You want anything else," I shook her head at my question, trying to avoid looking at me. "Okay, call me, if you need anything, I'll be in the living room."
"But aren't you going to eat anything,"
I shook my head at her question, "I'm not hungry," I said, trying to leave.
She held my hand, stopping me, as I turned my head watching the sincere look on her face. "You must eat, you haven't eaten in a restaurant because of me," she said with a sad expression on her face.
I sighed, as I took a plate of food for myself, sitting beside her, which gained a smile from her, as she resumed devouring the food with the same passion as before.
We both ate our food, quietly one saying anything and as both were empty plates, I stood up took the plates towards the sink, and started washing them by hand.
"You don't own a dishwasher,"
"No, I like washing them by hand, it calms me when I'm tense," which I'm right now, but I'm not going to do that out loud.
"You're different," I heard her mumbling voice.
"What do you mean by I'm different?" I asked, suddenly curious by the way she looked at me.
"You heard me," she asked, and I nodded drying my hand, leaning on my elbow with my hand pressed on my chin on the kitchen table staring at her. "I mean you're rich yet you live in a small house, with very little luxuries and even by talking with I can say that you're very kind, I mean look you helped, treated my wound, even when I'm just a stranger for me,"
I smiled listening to her honest answer. "I like comfort more than luxury and this place gives that and I'm alone, so this much space is more than enough for me. And I'm anything but kind, so don't misjudge me by the way I'm with you, I can be as cruel as one can be when needed," I said, giving an honest reply to her honest question. "I helped you 'cause it is one of the staff 's fault for mistreating his juniors."
She nodded her head. "Can ask you a favor,"
She asked just as I was about to leave. "What?"
She stopped thinking before speaking. "Can you not fire the manager, I mean it was not his fault, I was not working very well,"
I stared at her not knowing what to think of her right now, she is for real asking me to not fire that rude bastard. "Why do you want that?"
"I want him or people around him to suffer because of his job,"
"That not possible, and you might have noticed it today cause it was your first day, but I've heard complain about him for months and his habit of mistreating his juniors, especially women, I mean look at you, he tally ruined the dress code of female waiter of family restaurant to booze bar," I said, not wanting to listen to any of her explanation. But looking at my sad face doesn't work for me. Even though I met her hours before, I hate her sad face. I want to smile. I sighed, "Fine if you care that much about that fool I'll pay his one-month salary in advance, that way he has enough to get through until he finds a new job and all except nothing more from me," I said defeated but my words did works putting a big smile on her the face, which for some reason made me smile too.
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Rachel
I'm walking faster than I should, it's almost as if I'm running but I don't care, I have duties that needed my care at times like this, Brandon has to run for emergency delivery, and Jane is also out of town on times like this, so I have to take care stay the night with Marlene. I don't have any problem babysitting at night. All I've to do is stay with Marlene and that's all.
I came in front of Brandon's door in no time only to find Brandon standing there all dressed up, ready to up. "Ready to leave doc," I waved, teasing him with a bit of a smile.
Brandon sighed, shaking his head, "I'm not but I have to leave, please take care of Marlene,"
"Don't worry she has a great company," I said, praising myself.
"I doubt that," Brandon said, padding his hand on my shoulder. "But I trust you,"
"Oh, you're crying with all these compliments," I replied, acting to wipe my fake happy tears with a smile.
Brandon laughed. Leaving me alone.
Seeing his back disappear in the dark. I sighed, stretching my aching arms and stiff shoulders. It's been such a long day but I don't let my emotions show up on my face, relieving my vulnerability to the world. I once made the mistake of doing that with Jayce and I'm still regretting it now.
Anyways, time to check on Marlene. I made my way inside Brandon's house and then inside Marline's room only to find her curled up in her bed with a dinosaur Jane gifted her on one of her birthdays.
I smiled, adoring the picture in front of my eyes. It's cute to see how connected Jane and Brandon and their children are together, even without being related to any bond or blood. They are a family that builds with so much love and care for one another.
Seeing them makes me dream of having a family of my own, even though I hated the idea of a family my whole life.
I shook my head, removing the unnecessary thoughts and dreams in my mind. Families are not for me and, I'm better off alone than someone like my mother, only to regret it all my life.
I made my way towards the living room, trying to rest my eyes for some time on the couch. Brandon does have a spare room for days like this bu,t I don't think I can sleep even though I'm hell tired.
And just when I was trying to sit on the couch, there was a knock on the front door, I checked the person through the security cam, before the opening door, only to find standing face to face with the least accepted, and has been avoiding for years, "Rachel," he said, surprised to find behind the door. "What are you doing here?"
"Take a guess," I rolled my eyes, "What do you want?"
"Where is Brandon?"
"Work," I replied, keeping my answer as short as I can.
He nodded, "Can come in,"
"No, I don't to be alone with strange at this time of night,"
"Stranger, Rachel, I'm brother,"
Here comes the topic that I want to escape in every possible, "You might be Brandon's co-worker, friend but not my brother Daniel,"
Yeah, this famous brain surgeon is my half-brother, a seed of my father's affairs like me, and that is what makes us hate our relationship more.
"You can't change the truth by your lies, I don't even why you hate me so much, we were best friends, school bloodies and someone who can lean on one another when in trouble," He said, talking about sweet memories we shared before the truth came out.
"What changed, you are the striking image of him and that's what changed, we were close when we were friends, but now when learned that you're someone that someone related to him,"
"That means you hate yourself too,"
"You're right I hate the fact that I've his blood running through my veins, the fact he the reason I'm in this world, makes my life worse than before, you even know how much I hate myself to be related to the person that has been the cause of mother's pain, misery," I said with my sense raging in fury with every word I speak of that person.
Daniel sighed, staring at me. "I know, what it feels like to be related to a person.... who is the reason for the pain of your loved ones."
"What do you mean?" I questioned, wanting to know the reasoning behind his words.
"Take care," Daniel mumbled, and shook his head, gently kissing my forehead before leaving me alone, with my thoughts and agony.
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Jayce Waiting, waiting, and Waiting is what I've been doing last four hours, no one not even Rachel seemed to come, I don't if this right address and at that time I couldn't even ask if I'm in right or if the waiter tricked me. Fuck, I sighed, pacing around, hiding my hands in my coat pockets, I don't know what temperature right now, I just go somewhere warm or take a hot bath but I don't want to miss my only chance to meet Rachel, I just see how she is, her smile, and if I get a chance I do want to ask her why she left me right before the moment I finally decided to overcome my fear of love and confess my feeling for her. For once I want to be Rachel. I pulled my phone hoping to pass some time engaging myself in some silly game but bad luck it ran out of battery. I'm so pissed right now like I haven't been in years. I'm this close to meeting Rachel yet time doesn't seem to pass. Why is everything right now making me feel annoyed? All I want is to see Rachel once again. Some more pa
Rachel "Remember my eighteenth birthday," I said. Daniel lifted his face with his eyes focused on me. "How can I forget? I nodded, I knew what he meant. It was the same day a big tantrum happened in the house with a big fight between Daniel's mom and his and my father too. The fight was so big that it even resulted in their divorce. I don't know, what was the reason behind their fight that was so big that it resulted in separation, even being a cheater can't separate Daniel's mother from his father but a fight did. "What happened that day?" Daniel questioned, breaking the silence between us. I shook my head thinking about telling the truth and breaking the promise that I made only for Daniel's benefit or letting it go. But I guess it's a little too late to forgo the topic itself. "I don't know, I don't want to hurt you by telling you the truth," I said, procrastinating to speak or let go. Daniel smiled, ruffling my hair as he used to when we were younger. "I don't think anything
Jayce It's been a year since that night, and after that night seeing Rachel so happy with someone else, I haven't made any attempt to contact her even though I know where she is but It's sad that even I was so badly searching for her everywhere, I can and now when I know where she is, still, I can't attempt to talk to her. I guess I'm happy at the fact that even without me being a part of her life, she is happy, even if it hurts me that someone is not me but someone other than me. I sighed, making my way inside the restaurant today is a big day for my sister and I don't want to ruin it for her, by looking so fucked up. So I plastered a smile on my face even if it's fake, it works for me. Today she is going to introduce me to her boyfriend, whom she has been talking with me for so long, praising him like a demigod or some other, well I don't care who he is. If he hurts my sister he'll for sure get hurt. I entered, only to find the one that I'd avoided sitting with him. It's been a
Rachel Alone in the living room of the place that holds some precious memories of my life. I don't know, but after being away for so many years from here, this place somehow makes me feel nostalgic. Time seems to have stopped here, as I looked around nothing has changed here so far, everything seems as if it has been years ago. Maybe that is one of the reasons I don't have the heart to leave, even after hearing Jayce's scolding so much. I moved around slowly inspecting every inch of it. Somehow it seems weird for me to see that Jayce is still stuck in the past but then I look at myself and notice he is not stuck in the past. I sighed moving further into the room where I used to live before setting up my apartment. And surprisingly everything is the same here too, the place seems clean, just everything is where I placed it the last time I was here. Watching all this more and more questions pop into my mind. I don't know what to do, about the situation here, Jayce closed himself in h
Jayce "Are you sure that guy is your brother," I asked Rachel, standing outside her home? "You both don't have any similarities at all." "Half brother," Rachel corrected. "And, trust me, he is a good guy, he loves Grace, and I have seen how his face shines whenever he is with her, or talking about her," "I trust you, but that doesn't mean I trust him." "I know you are like a father to her, maybe that you think like that," Rachel said, smiling at me. "And it's better if you meet him yourselves than standing here questioning me." I nodded, making my way inside the house. "Welcome, took you both long enough to be back," just upon entering Daniel presented both of us with a suspicious glance, acting like a father, who caught his daughter messing around with a random boy. WTF, who does he think he is judging when he is dating my sister? If it wasn't for Rachel, I would kick his ass hard to never sit again. "Daniel, no need to be so nosy," Rachel said, punching her brother's arms play
Rachel "Baby, you can't be serious right now?" I said, wiping the excess water from my mouth. "I mean, no one is stopping us," Jayce smiled, tracing his thumb gently but seductively over my lips. "What about taking one step at a time," I replied. "Taking things slowly," "I know, but it's never too late to plan things first," Jayce wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling my body closer to him. "So, what do you think about having two or three, maybe four?" "How about focusing on Grace and her baby first," I pushed his body away, separating him from me. "And don't forget what we promised to Grace and Daniel." Jayce sighed loudly, giving me a sad but cute face. "You're so cruel," "Let's go," I pulled his hand while walking to the car. "So, what do you think a pregnant woman likes to eat?" "Why are you asking me? I'm the wrong person to answer that question. Ask your brother if he is a doctor," Jayce sounded annoyed as he mentioned Daniel's name. "Surgeon," I corrected. "Let's bu
Rachel "What took you guys so long," asked Daniel, seeing us enter the house. I turned my head at Jayce who had his handful of groceries, before answering anything. "Nothing, we just can't decide what we want to buy, and making a decision takes time." Daniel nodded, but I'm not sure that he accepted the answer I had given him. Whatever, I can't tell him the truth that I was flirting with Jayce and trying to seduce him. I sighed, remembering the rejection I got in the supermarket. I would never have guessed that Jayce had changed so much in the past few years, that he even refused sex with me. That's unbelievable. In the past, we were humping like rabbits at any chance we had, but now sex is the last thing on Jayce's mind. "Where is grace," asked Jayce, distracting me from my thoughts. "She's asleep," Jayce nodded, placing the bags on the kitchen counter. "Let her sleep, I think you should take some rest too. I and Rachel can handle things here." "Okay, call me if I need help,"
Rachel After having quite a stressful yet demanding dinner, we all sat down on our patio with each one of us devouring some ice cream for dessert. Both Jayce and Daniel also seemed to be getting along well together, talking to each other, and laughing together. I guess it will be long before they start to accept each other's relations, clearing all other differences between them. And while I'm seeing them both chatting together, I'm worried about what Grace wants to talk about to me because her face doesn't seem to change even after dinner. She seems to be in some kind of deep thoughts, I don't know what, but the question is, do I want to ask her the reason for it? I guess I have to, she is pregnant and her mood affects not only her health but also her baby's. Grace is both Daniel's girlfriend and the mother of the child and Jayce's sister, so my relationship with her doubles somehow, so taking care is my responsibility too. "Grace, you are feeling cold, do you want me to bring yo