A mess

A MESS

New surroundings seem difficult for her. Deep inside her heart, she wants to join him.

“You don’t want this. Nobody told me like this. You don’t need to work hard in your life. If you have any problems with your job, I will help you. Just be here for a while.” Her rejection hurts him.

“But Daniel, Iam not feeling good these days after Ruby’s death and I don’t need help. I can able to manage my life with my current job,” she called his name for the first time. He seems a little happy hearing his name from her.

“I understand you. Iam also having a difficult time due to a fake relationship. Won’t you help me?”

“Um... I really want to. How about a hug?” she blurted.

“Really! Iam okay with that,”

‘Oh no, why did I tell that?’ she thought to herself, stepping towards him awkwardly. She slowly hugs him. A shiver ran down her spine. In response, he wraps his arms around her. She felt so nervous and wants to step away but also his scent, smell, being this close with him made her want to stay like this forever.

“Thanks for inviting me today. Hope everything gets better,” she whispered silently while hugging him.

“No problem. You can come here next time,”

She broke the hug and asked," Did you ever invite any common person to your mansion?"

‘Please don’t tell yes,’ she pleaded to herself.

“I think no,”

“Then why did you invite me?” Daniel doesn’t have an answer to it.

“Stop being annoying. You got some work, right?”

“Yeah. See you later,” she giggled without control and walked out.

“Boss, what can we do to all this food?” His personal assistant asked, showing the dinner arranged in his mansion after Caroline left.

“I got nothing to say. I think you guys didn’t eat. So, take it,” Daniel said in disappointment.

“Why did she reject your offer?”

“Don’t make me show my temper. She seems to be a challenging girl.”

“Why do you care about her? Do you like her?” his personal assistant curiously asks him?

“Michael, it’s time for you to go,” Daniel turned and glared at him.

“Sorry, boss,”

.....

Chloe, Caroline, slowly opened the knob of the door when they reached home at the same time.

“Charlotte isn’t home yet,” Chloe mentioned, seeing the empty hall.

“Wait, where is Caleb?” Care closely looked at the hall. Silence prevails everywhere.

“You go search there,” Care ordered. Care searched all of their room. He’s nowhere to be seen. Suddenly she skipped over the mat and fell near the kitchen, strongly hitting her chin.

“Oh, my god! Chloe!” she shouted, seeing the mess in the kitchen. Caleb is lying on the floor unconscious.

“Caleb” Care shook him and poured water on him. Chloe ran into the kitchen. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at him, sisters.

“What have you done? Are you drunk?” Care scolded him.

“Yes... yes, Iam,” he choked and sat leaning on Chloe.

“We should have not left you alone, idiot. Can’t you take care of yourself?”

“I can’t. I won’t. I wane kill whoever killed Ruby. I won’t rest till I do that.” he shouted, slipping his fingers on his messed-up brown hair.

“What the hell is going on here?” Charlotte entered the kitchen.

“What if Becca killed Ruby?” Caleb ignored Charlotte.

“She can’t do that. How can she burn a whole house? That’s impossible,” said Care, keeping her hands on her head in frustration. Becca is such a bitch, but she won’t go to this level. No one can burn a house or fix a bomb.

“Can you all stop this? Iam so pissed off thinking about this. I want to go back to the days when everything was perfect,” Charlotte shouted hardly.

“There’s no going back. It’s time for revenge,” Caleb stupidly repeated the words over and over.

“The house won’t have burnt by itself. Maybe the crack happened by itself. So…” Care trailed off seeing Charlotte's face.

“Let me talk for a few minutes. Today I visited the owner of that house. They left Roshord a month ago. The house had been empty without anyone for a month because they just started building it. No one knows how it happened. According to the detective’s suspect, they are telling there’s a leak in the gas. It’s not a bomb, but when no one lives in the house, who might have leaked the gas? Who has gas and lives in a house which haven't built yet.” Charlotte tried her level best to talk calmly.

“Fuck. I don’t know what’s going on around us. It’s so confusing,” Chloe complained, kicking the nearby chair down. She only behaved so angrily at her home. When she’s outside, she can’t able to express her madness going on around Roshord high.

“Let’s talk about this tomorrow. Now everyone is going to help me clean this messed-up kitchen,” Care bossily said and caught a glimpse of her brother.

“Except you Caleb. Just go and rest,”

“Really? Sis,”

“Yeah. I know your loss.” She said in her most soft and worried voice. With a nod, he left the kitchen, stumbling to reach his room. Three of them cleaned up the mess until midnight.

“Tomorrow Caleb should go to school. We can’t leave him here like this again.” Charlotte expressed her opinion in anger. She has always been a stress-free girl who won’t care about anyone or anything. This new change is haunting her.

After Care was alone in her room, she took her diary and wrote about the day and she drifted off to sleep having her diary opened in her hands, pen lying on the floor. Sometimes thinking about Daniel gives her relief.

....

The next morning, Caleb walked into school without a damn interest. If Charlotte didn’t compel him, he would have stayed at the home and maybe he won’t even graduate from school. Nobody has ever seen a boy fall for a girl like this.

“Hey man, you are back. Iam so glad to see you.” Elliot hugged him.

“Thanks,” He simply said without life in his voice. He looked at his nearby bench where Ruby will be seated with him most of the day. It’s empty. He’s glad no one had taken that place.

“Here comes the mourning boy. Where’s your girlfriend? Did she take leave?” Wes made an entry and made fun of him. Caleb can’t control his anger.

“Go away, you bastard,” Elliot shouted, but Wes completely ignored and sat on Ruby’s bench.

“Get up,” Caleb commanded, trying his best to control his behaviour in class after some days.

“I won’t. What can you do?” Wes smirked at him.

“You fucking son of a bitch,” Caleb got up from his bench.