Raymond Reynolds’s POV
I can’t believe this. In a matter of seconds my life has turned upside down. Nothing makes sense. Why would Soaf sign on something like this?
I know her. She can’t be so stupid. Fuck. She’s the smartest girl I’ve ever met. I know she will never do something like this. But these documents, they contradict me. Her signature on them contradicts my thoughts.
But I have this feeling that something is wrong. She will never sign something this stupid. Besides she didn’t tell me about it. After what happened at the Awards we both have never hidden anything from each other. We share everything, our thoughts, our moments, our memories.
Everything.
I have to ask her about these. How can even Dad do something like this?
Make her sign these? Damn. How can he even make such kind of deal and that too with an eighteen year old.
That’s ridiculous.
I rushed towards my dad’s room while clutching the papers in my hand. My jaw clenched in anger and nose flared.
Without knocking I barged into his room opening the door with a strong kick. He looked up at me but the strange part was that he had a feeling of calmness in his eyes. He wasn’t startled when I barged inside. He was reacting like he was expecting this. As if he knew this was going to happen.
But right now, I don’t have time for this. I don’t have time for his stupid reactions, Soaf is making some stupid decisions and I have to stop her. I don’t know what made her sign this deal but I know who made her sign it.
I threw the paper at my dad glaring at him. He sat there with a expressionless face and glanced at the paper which were now lying on the floor. With that he gave a out a loud sigh and looked at me with a cold expression.
I raised my eyebrow at him, beckoning him to explain. He shrugged it and started making himself a drink from the Vieille Bon Secours Ale Bottle which was placed on his nightstand.
I stood there, not moving an inch.
Finally after pouring himself a drink he made himself comfortable on the couch and gestured me to sit down on the chair across him.
I followed his command and sat down.
“Why?” I asked as I gritted my teeth in anger.
“You were getting out of our hand” He answered in a calm tone.
“What do you mean by that?”
” It’s been a long time since we talked. Right son?” Dad replied. I don’t know where this conversation is going. Hell. I don’t even know what is he talking about.
I looked at him straight in the eye. I saw a glint of triumph in his eyes. He smirked. Not a smile but a smirk. Which just reminded me of myself.
How much I use to do it. How much girls use to fall for it. But now, I forgot it. I forgot my famous smirk because now I just want to smile. A smile that automatically creeps on my lips when I think of her.
When I think of her being in my arms.
When I think of her smiling at me.
She changed me. For good. I am no more my dad’s puppet. I am no more that kid who would mess up with girls just to distract myself. Just to get my mind off the things which I am trapped in.
I feel free with her. I am not afraid of telling my dad about the football camp I went to or about the scholarship I applied for. He can no more tie me up and restrict my dreams.
I didn’t know I zoned out until dad’s voice brought me back to the reality.
“She had to be told where she stands.” he simply says with a expression of disgust on his face.
“What are you saying dad? I don’t understand a thing. Just tell me why you made such a deal with her? You know If anything goes wrong soaf can go to Jail! This deal will end her life Dad, for gods sake she’s only eighteen!” I spat in anger, as I now stood before him. I yelled the last part. I have never yelledat my dad.
“This-” he says pointing his finger at me ” This is why I am doing this.”
I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion.