CHAPTER 10 – CLOSE ENEMIES

Lucien’s POV

I shut the door quickly before they noticed I was there, Camille stepped closer as I tried as much as possible to steady my breathing so she wouldn’t know I was there. She got so close to my door I could perceive her cologne from a safe distance.

From the hole beside the door I peeked, she was about knocking then she stopped… scanned the area like she was looking for her prized possession before stepping back

“Must have been some rat” She hissed before turning back to face father

“Lucien isn’t home yet…” My father said walking towards Camille

“Oh I thought as much, he might be out there, somewhere being on a leash for some girl”

“Who?” dad asked slowly in confusion

“No body, who knows where he could be, he rejected me” she paused for a while before looking back at my door again “so I’m guessing there should be someone else out there better than me”

Who does she think she is, to just walk in here and give her opinion about who I choose to be with, I murmured under my breath with a frown on my face…

“You know you were the one I chose right?”

“Yes father”

The audacity to even call him father made me want to rip her hair out, how delusional can you be Camille.

“But the most important thing was that he liked me which he didn’t, but I know he would one day, right father?”

“Yes, my dear, I’d make sure he does”

I watched her walk back to the center of the living room followed by my father, then looked up at Natalie’s room with a dreadful gaze before picking up my dad’s cigarette and took a little drag before setting it back down in the saucer

“I’ll be off now”

“Ok dear”

Father walks her to the door and when she leaves, he shuts the door behind her.

I sighed a sigh of relief knowing she was gone, but what was it with that glare at Natelie’s room? I paced around in my room bed to window, back and forth, my mind racing, trying to put my head around what happened the past few days, I already have someone doing some digging on the situation but nothing new from him.

I opened my laptop again to check on Natalie and she was in her room anymore, I rushed out of my room to check if she wasn’t there.

As I swung the door open, father looked surprised, and the color drained from his face so fast…

“Oh Lucien, you’re home?” he asked surprisingly as he glared at me like I held one of his prized possessions

“Yes, I was home an hour ago”

“Ok, that’s good to hear, what were you…”

“Do you need something father?”

“No, it’s nothing”

“Ok” I blared out before rushing upstairs to Natalie’s room, I pushed the door open forcefully and called out her name multiple times but was no reply from her I looked everywhere but the bathroom. Not the best idea but I had to confirm she wasn’t there, then I swung the curtains open, the bathtub was filled with water, and it was steamy, I went closer, and she was lying beneath the warm water.

She was unconscious, undressed, she passed out again, I think it was because of the events that took place today.

I was so relieved nothing really happened to her, wrapped her in a towel and placed her on her bed, luckily, she was still breathing slowly so I guess she wasn’t inside the tub for too long.

She wakes up coughing a lot then I poured some water into the glass and handed it to her.

“What are you doing here?” She chocked out

“You passed out while bathing, saved you for the third time”

“And why do you sound so egotistic about it?”

“Are you trying to say I have ego?”

“I’m pretty sure the word was pretty self-explanatory”

“Stay out of harm’s way so I don’t have to save you every single time.”

She glared at me before staring down at herself, she looked back at me one more time with wide eyes again.

“Oh no you didn’t…”

“Should I have left you down there to drown?”

“Based on the situation, that could have been the best option, we aren’t related by blood so that makes it in appropriate for you to see me undressed”

“Is that what you think? The most important thing is that you didn’t drown the best thing you could do is say thank you”

“Don’t you have a girlfriend?”

“I don’t need one, I don’t trust women.”

“Wow. That’s new. Same way I don’t trust you either, a man what if you decided to take advantage of my unconsciousness?”

“You think I would? You see Natalie, there’s a difference between me and does scumbag guys you hang out with…” I paused, watching the water drip from her wet hair to her shoulders and her wet thighs, the towel was barely long enough to cover the whole of her, my eyes met hers as I swallowed hard before continuing “Is that they hide their intentions before taking advantage of you in your weakest moment… whereas… I prefer you are aware of whatever I want to do you, whether good…bad…or naughty”

“Pride… national trait of every born asshole”

“What did you call me?”

“I wasn’t particular about who I was referring to”

“So, who is the asshole then?”

“No one, just a saying” She smiled mockingly before sliding off the bed and opens a wardrobe to fetch a dress “Out I want to change”

“In other for this brother sister relationship to work you have to be comfortable around me”

“Comfortable? Around you? That isn’t a word you should be using because I don’t see that happening anytime soon and that doesn’t include getting dressed in front of you, does it? Now… leave before I scream”

“Since you enjoy the word scream so much, should I give you a reason to do so”

“Ha very funny. Get out!”

“Fine, I’m leaving but don’t pass out again, this time I won’t be able to save you in time”

Natalie’s POV

I watched him leave the room with a grin on his face before shutting the door. Finally, alone, I dressed up and went outside to take a walk. I had my earphones on at the highest volume to block out the outside noise, then I spotted a cute cat on the walkway, It was stranded and didn’t have a name tag on it so I picked it up and cuddled it up in my jacket and took it back home.

I took the stray cat to my room and filled the tub with some warm water to bath the cat, after the bubble bath I placed on my bed admiring it’s little paws, I looked round my room for something I could wrap the kitten in, I looked in the closet, checking for old clothes, maybe anything I didn’t need any more, I looked under my bed too, there wasn’t any old clothes too but there was something, something oddly familiar lying underneath my bed. I picked it up. My mother’s locket.