"Will he like my shirt?" Rocco asked swallowing a big lump of saliva so much that his Adam's apple bobbed up and down.I looked at his shirt demurely. The blue Gildan t-shirt complimented his eyes and I snuck my hand on his cheek trying to calm him down.It's not as if dad would kill him. I mean sure my dad was-well a bit much-but he would accept Rocco because he made me happy.We arrived yesterday from Italy, after nursing our jetlag, I decided it was nice to pay my family a visit.They weren't expecting me until Friday but here I was-standing outside the mansion on a bright Thursday afternoon."Babe, whether he likes it or not. We are still going to get married", I cupped his cheek tenderly.Few years down the line and the house still looked the same. The mansion stood there as if the surrounding nature had embraced it, that the flora flowed within it as much as around it. It had tall glass windows that bounced the sun's light shyly on the rest of the vegetation.Truly I was home. I
'There's three ways to go about it. You could either, choose to seek damages against the party that breached the contract. That is suing for damages like money spent on her keeping and all that's'Or you could either offer the person who breached the contract the choice of performing a certain activity related to the contract''Or you yourself could ask the court to have the contract cancelled. Once it's cancelled it removes all parties of responsibilities and liabilities related to the contract'**Attorney Diaz had informed me of that the day I decided to come up with such a thing as suing Isabella Montgomery.Whether she liked it or not, we were going to see each other after all these years. I knew the contract she signed years prior of being my girlfriend would come in handy one day.I memorized what Attorney Diaz said by heart knowing that Isabella's lawyer must have informed her of the same. The lawsuit I had filed against her was a precautionary measure to make sure she didn't
This was definitely not a good idea.I tried being calm as I held onto my bag. I shouldn't have gone to visit him. I should have told dad about this whole mess about the contract I signed years ago maybe he would have fixed it in a jiffy.Except things with dad always ended up being messy. He would either blackmail Niklaus Rogers or beat the living hell out of him and I didn't want any more chaos after everything that had transpired between both families.I stared at my phone's screen, it was five forty-five and I had no clue where we were going for dinner. I placed my phone back in the bag, sighing as his car moved on the road at a rather excruciatingly slow pace.I snuck glances at him while his hands carefully rested on the steering wheel.He had changed a whole lot. He was more-forgive me Rocco-handsome. The scar on his left cheek was a bit new but it made him mysterious in a hot sort of way.He was even more muscular than I remember. Tall, lean with broad shoulders. I was shame
I cringed feeling her tear up on my chest. I knew she would be stubborn but I hadn't expected her to cry. I expected her to hit me, to hurt me but not to cry.Though she did hurt me, I could feel the metallic taste of fresh blood on my mouth and my cheek was numb.She was really strong than she imagined.I run my fingers in her hair, feeling it's silkiness. She sniffled only to step away from me as if my touch was burning her."No",she wiped the tears on her cheeks with the back of her hand,"this isn't right"It's right, baby. Everything between us feels right. I haven't felt this way since you left.I wanted to tell her, to scoop her in my arms and tell her everything on my mind.Her eyes rose to meet mine and for a brief moment, I saw her gasp lightly."I did that?"She pointed to my face only then did I remember the little cut on my lip."It's not your fault. Don't mind it, I sort of deserved it", I chuckled trying to make her feel less guilty."Am not a monster like you, Niklaus.
He was so irritating. I felt like smacking that smug of his face the minute he said 'I was his'.Just who did he think he was, he was crazy if he thought that I would kiss him in an instant. And dad! Ooh I was so mad at dad.Since when did he start liking Niklaus. They hated each other, well atleast I thought so. I trudged down the hallway remembering each room by heart.I remembered my old bedroom and just down the hall to the left was his room.The very same room where we lay together in each other's arms watching Stranger things. I found myself smiling recalling how he would ask what was so special with 'Steve Harrington'. Steve Harrington was everything to the female population. He was hot, funny and whoo don't get me started on his hair.I stood just outside my old room turning the knob and opening the door. Not only was the room clean but it was the same. As if I never left in the first place, I walked in closing the door behind me.The same vanity table, the same purple sheets
Jealousy. Google described jealousy as the feeling or showing an envious resentment of someone or their achievements, possessions, or perceived advantages.I didn't know her nor of her achievements and possessions so there was no way I was jealous even though it took a couple of minutes for them to remember my presence in the room.After they parted from the hug, Niklaus turned to me paving way for me to get a glimpse of Ava clearly. She had an oval face, full lips, black hair that was tied up in a ponytail and don't get me started on her body. She was a ten over ten.I suspected she wasn't any of Niklaus' relatives otherwise I would have met her. And it really got me thinking how she got inside the house since there was a code to unlock the doors, unless she knew the code."Ava, this is-"I cut Niklaus off."I'm Isabella, nice to meet you", I greeted."You didn't tell me about her",Ava slapped his chest slightly and Niklaus laughed. He laughed.A whole thunderous chuckle when he was
"I think we are done for today, don't you think?" I grunted pushing the abdominal roller away.Ava sat on the mat looking rather disappointed and although I didn't want to intervene in her personal matters, I felt the need to.Since I went back for the equipment she had been acting strangely...well she did act strangely at times but she wasn't quite herself today.I sat on the mat next to her, my hands on my knees as I stared at her,"So...how was the date?"She rolled her eyes and I chuckled."That bad huh?" I asked.She quirked a brow turning her head so that we could be at a level with her."He lives with his mom",she grumbled."And that's bad because?""Are you seriously asking me that? He's a gamer, spends all his time playing videogames in his parents' basement. And before you ask, yes he told me all that""Atleast he is honest", I joked,"I mean he did come clean about his living situation""He is not my type, Niklaus. I just don't understand why all men can't be like you",she j
After Rocco left me to sleep, I sat on my bed frustratedly. I simply couldn't wait for Isadora and Daniel's wedding to push through and I would leave home.I loved home, I really do but things were changing too fast. Rocco was changing too and I didn't like it one bit.I was bored infact that I started following the patterns on my floral pillows. Few minutes later, the pounding on the door grabbed my intention.The door suddenly opened and Issa popped her head in,"Can I come in?" She asked."Well your head is already in you might as well welcome your body in too", I humored.She trudged to my bed and carefully sat by the bedside. Then she narrowed her eyes at me her lips curling into a smile,"What?" I asked after a minute of piercing silence."Am just trying to figure out why you are mad and who you are mad at"What sort of question was that."You know very well why am mad. You all kept secrets from me. You know I hate secrets and am mad at all of you""It wasn't our secret to share