Zanaya’s POV
A sigh escaped my lips as my eyes caught a glimpse of Cali’s, her petite figure swiftly passing through the living room until the kitchen.
Two weeks…
Two weeks had passed since we last talk.
I tried to reach out to her but she shut me off completely.
Seth told me that she’s not even talking with Storm as well.
Max was being casual to me and it felt so weird.
Tokyo, on the other hand, seemed lost and confused. I can often catch her staring in the ceiling and smiling like an idiot.
I asked her what’s wrong but she doesn’t even bother answering.
One time, I threw her a pillow when she squealed so loud, I almost had a heart attack, ge’ez.
For two weeks, we’ve been busy recording and practicing which I was a little thankful for. At least because of it, we can all stay in one room.
My eyes started getting teary just remembering how Cali is treating me.
Every time I’m around, she won’t even give me a glance. I feel like I don’t even exist.
I started to fan my face as I try not to cry.
I am currently in the living room by myself.
Tokyo went out and so was Max. I am all alone with Cali but I feel like no one is with me.
Don’t cry, Zaya. Everything will be fine.
I turned to my right when I heard my phone ringing…
My heart skipped a beat after I noticed the name appearing on the screen, my husband.
The good thing about what happened, we no longer need to hide our real relationship from the members.
I’m kinda jealous with Seth though. Almost all of his members are treating him the same. They maybe a little confused but they seemed to be okay with it, except for Grey.
I heard the youngest was a little upset.
“Hey, what is my lovely princess doing?” his husky voice blessed my ears.
I am so thankful Seth had been with me all through out.
They were back in America to attend an Awards but he never failed to call me every day.
I honestly think he may have installed a hidden camera in our dorm to see if I was crying or not because co-incidentally, he’d suddenly call whenever I am about to burst out crying.
But I dismissed that thought because that would be really weird and Seth would seem like a pervert.
Or maybe he feels it whenever I’m lonely?
Whatever. I’m beginning to think weirdly these days.
“I’m good.” I lied. I’ve been lying to him every time.
I heard him sigh on the other line.
“You can’t always lie to me, Zaya. I know you’re not okay…” He sounded offended.
And I felt ashamed for lying.
Seth had always been a sweetheart and he doesn’t deserve every bit of this.
He had been so understanding that I feel like I’m not doing my part in this relationship.
This won’t do.
“I’m sorry. I just don’t want to keep being a burden to you.” I told him. He is in such an important event for his group and I just can’t spoil the mood.
“Zaya…” his voice sounded heavy and somehow it breaks my heart into pieces.
“You’re not a burden okay? Whatever you’re going through, I will walk with you. You’re no longer alone. I will always be with you.”
I felt my heart jump out of my chest.
I am so touched by his words that I felt a warm feeling over me.
I am so lucky to have him.
“You know I love you, Seth, right?” I can’t help but tell him and I heard him chuckle on the other line.
“But I think I actually love you more, my princess.” I was sure he was smirking on the other line.
“Nope!” I chuckled. “I miss you,” I said as I lie down on the couch, trying so hard not to squeal.
Shoot, I sounded like a little kid.
“Are we having a competition here? Because missy I swear you’re not gonna win. Do you even know I have a picture of you on my wallet?” he stated and I had to cover my face in embarrassment.
“That was so old school Seth, I can’t believe you!” I muttered as I bite my fingernails.
“I can’t wait to be back. I miss you so much. I wanna kiss you right now.”
At that, I heard a roar of protest on the other line.
“Seriously, Seth? Can you actually stop talking dirty when we’re around?” I am sure that was Raze.
I chuckled.
“Stop being such a flirt. Where are you guys? ” I rolled my eyes.
“In our hotel room, resting,” he stated.
Before I can even respond, I heard some muffle sounds on the other line and soon enough, Sky’s low toned voice blessed my ears.
Ge’ez, these guys are such a tease.
“Yah, Zanaya! Where’s Tokyo?” he asked and my brows furrowed.
Why is he looking for Tokyo?
“Yah, hey!” I heard Grey’s panic voice.
And then I heard another muffling sound and soon enough, Seth’s voice took over but I swear I heard something weird on the background. They were talking about a kiss.
“I’m sorry about that.”
“Who kissed who?” I asked and Seth, he just mummed in silence.
“Yah!” I sat properly on the couch.
Why am I getting a weird feeling about this?
“I don’t really know. Maybe you should ask Tokyo?” he whispered and his voice cracked at the end.
That’s how he is when he is nervous.
“That girl.” I muttered. My brows furrowed when I heard someone giggling on the background.
Shit.
It definitely is a girl. And that doesn’t sound like any of their staffs.
“What the… I thought you were at your hotel? ” I half-yelled and Seth must have realized why.
Cali must have heard me because I saw her coming out of the kitchen looking at my direction.
I was startled for a moment because this is the first time she gave me any attention since two-weeks ago.
But then there is something much more important than that at this time.
“Hey, it’s not what you think okay?” he said and I was sure he was moving based on the sound from the background.
Soon enough, I can only hear his breathing.
“I swear to God Seth, if you’re having girls with you in your hotel room, I’m going to snap your balls into half, you idiot!” I snapped, my fist balled in anger.
I sat Indian style on the couch, as I imagine kicking whoever girl it is.
“Who is that?” I asked, my voice higher than the usual.
Just thinking of him having girls around makes my blood boil.
I may not see it but I’m sure my ears are getting red in anger.
“It’s not what you think okay. That’s — ahh, that’s”
I smirked.
“Cat got your tongue huh?” I cut him off.
He sighs.
I’m not getting any of it. Whatever bullshit his members do, just make sure he isn’t a part of it.
Don’t ever cheat on me, Seth Devon. Or life will cheat you, I swear.
“I made a promise not to tell Zaya…” he whispered.
“I hate you.”
And then I ended the call.
I pouted as I threw the phone on the couch.
I hate him.
I really hate him.
Seth Devon, just make sure that isn’t your girl but one of the boys or else you’re dead.