Vanessa's point of view"So it's best we don't meet at all"We stared at each other, neither willing to say anything to the other person probably because we were both short of words. I dropped down on the blanket, my hands moving furiously through the picnic basket to find whatever snack he had picked.I picked up a piece of M and M's chocolate and poured them straight into my mouth, the chocolate taste filling my taste buds.I had no intention to talk to Anthony at the moment, my mind filled with baseless annoyance about the situation. The taste of the chocolate was no longer nice and it almost felt like I was chewing paper."You can't ignore me forever""Why did you pick out this sort of date?"We said at the same time. Silence because we had shocked the other to silence. And then he spoke up, his eyebrows almost coming together to indicate that various questions flooded his mind.He hadn't changed in that aspect."Why do we have to stay away from each other until we get married?" H

Anthony's point of viewDisasters were bound to happen but not to the boy I considered my baby brother.And that disaster better not cause harm to any body I considered a family member. Because I wouldn't and shouldn't be held accountable for whatever actions I took next.Which was why I was in the principal's office giving a very serious complain."..i don't care if the boys did not know they were acting carelessly, they sent that robot to attack my brother and I would not condone it" The Principal sighed sadly, he wrote some things in a piece of paper before turning back to me."Mr Thorn" He started, cleared his throat and tried again "Mr Thorn, I know you and your family is very angry. Believe me when I say, I am scared of what your mother would say when she wants to make her own complain but the boys claimed it was a malfunction they didn't detect on time....."I scoffed at that.Liars.The Principal however remained undeterred "We would provide the relevant materials Mr Ives nee

Vanessa's point of viewAnthony's house turned out to be completely different from what I had expected. It was a freaking penthouse on top of the most expensive hotels in the city. And now that I thought about it, one of the most expensive and most recent chain of hotels."You don't have to act so surprised Vanessa, I told you I was going to get into hotels and suites or cars when I got older" Anthony said after he saw my stunned expression on the fact that he was staying in a penthouse.I shrugged, tried to act nonchalant "It's okay, I just didn't expect you to live in a penthouse""I have other houses, this penthouse just happened to be my favorite"Seeing the name and amount of wealth Anthony had made for himself in such a short amount of time made me think of the endless possibilities that could have happened if Dad hadn't started drugs or mom had stayed. Perhaps I would have gotten into real estate or become a designer or even ventured into the art like my dad.Instead I had to

Vanessa's point of viewMary and my sister had plans for me today.Mary and my sister, my sister whom Mary did not like at all had plans for me.And they gave no information about this plan to me, just a 'Dress hot' and wait for the Uber we ordered by 7pm.What was a girl supposed to do with such a vague piece of information.Could it be that they had prepared a bachelorette party for me.I dismissed the thought from my head. Mary would have surely asked for my opinions if she did something like that. But she had been acting like she was on a quiet time since I came back from Anthony's place. She even left the apartment without telling me anything.Out of boredom I texted Anthony.Me: Seems I might be getting that bachelorette party after all *party hat* *smiley face*I had spent the night at Anthony's house. We almost had something close to sex. He was still an amazing kisser. He had given me a contract that wasn't half bad and the opportunity to do whatever I wanted.If I gave it a

Vanessa's point of viewThe party was not where I wanted to be at the end and I honestly would have preferred if Anthony had crashed the party.But he didn't and he didn't text me. Despite the numerous drunk texts I sent to his number, Anthony Thorn aka A Thorn in my Flesh refused to text me back.I took a huge gulp out of some sort of alcohol I did not know and waved at people I did not know, smiling and laughing when they wished me a happy marriage life while I'm struggling not to yell It's all fake to whoever was willing to hear.I wasn't mad at my sister for whatever happened. She had issues in her marriage and honestly her husband wasn't the best of husbands. He was a chronic gambler and a house painter who broke his leg during one of his painting jobs and was now waiting for it to heal so he was a stay at home dad."He beats me Vanessa" Victoria choked down a sob or a laughter I could not tell which one as she talked "Whenever he lost a bet or a game he would punch me in the eye