Liam’s pov
I watch as she shoved past me and storm out of the kitchen. I rake my hands through my hair, feeling bad.
“Darn it!” I slam my palm on the counter as her crying face lingered in my mind. Damn!… how did I make her this way!. I walk out of the kitchen and to her room. I hold the doorknob and listened to her sobs. That got to me. Was it that bad to have made her cry. I could go in there and cuddle her in my arms…. tell her I’ve been a dick, and tell her I’m sorry. I shake it off and sigh. No… I can’t do that, I bet she hates me now.
I move away from the door, going back to the room beneath. I sit on a stool and can’t get her words out of my mind.
*You’re the cause of everything going on right now…
*I hate you liam… I wish I’d never met you…
I puff out an angry breath. first time she calls me by my name… and I guess that’s cos she’s hurt. Yeah… anyone would be. I guess I pushed her to the wall. I hate to see her that way. She’s so fragile, and I could see things hurt her easily.
I couldn’t get the feeling of how she felt in my arms when I cuddled her. It felt…. different, and it had taken me all the courage not to kiss her sexy soft looking lips. Damn it!… how did she get so beautiful! These past few days I can’t seem to get her off my mind.
My phone buzzes and I bring it out. As usual its a news alert. I ignore it and drop it back on the table. Godammit one way or the other this cops aren’t gonna escape unhurt if they keep meddling in my affairs. She’s been cool towards me since I used this place as my hideout. No girl in her right mind would keep a total stranger in her apartment. Yet she did it… and all I could do is make it miserable for her.
I’d need to make it up to her, one way or the other, I got to show her a little bit of appreciation. I guess my bad life is truly ruining hers. I run my fingers through my hair in frustration.
I open the door to her bedroom and slipped in noiselessly. She was asleep, probably from too much crying. She was curled up in a ball and her hair was all over her face. Her gown was up a bit and i find myself staring at her slender legs. I tear my gaze away from her legs and return it back to her face. She was snoring softly. I felt a sharp pain of guilt knowing I caused it. I walk to the bed and sat beside her. I stare at her parted lips, and her tears stained cheeks. I brush the hair off her face gently and she turns slightly.
“Hey small ass…. I’m sorry” I whisper. She didn’t move but grunts sleepily. I sigh and brush back the hair from her face. I cover her properly with the duvet and my eyes roam to the table clock, 5pm. She’s been stuck in this room since 9am. I graze my finger softly against her cheeks and sigh for the umpteenth time.
I hear a knock at the door, jolting me out of my sad state. I gave her one final look before getting off the bed and walking out of the the room. I pull out my gun and walked to the door. I looked though the peephole and I stuff the gun back into my pockets when I saw her friends. I threw it open and they walked in, they looked sad too. Damn it guy what have you done.
“Hey liam” The one called sandy greets while the other manages a smile.
“Hey….” I reply and shut the door after me.
“Umm… is she in?” She asked and faces me. I itch my hair.
“Yeah… but she’s been in a pretty bad shape and is asleep now” Sandy sighs and plump down on the couch. The other girl sighs.
“I’d go check up on her” she mutter and walks to her room. I sit opposite sandy and she gives me a long look.
“Was it that bad?” I ask after an awkward silence. She nods.
“Yeah liam… worse than you think” I felt another stab of guilt. She spares me a glance before looking away.
“She told me you ruined her date… is that true?” I stare at her for a while.
“Yeah… And damn it that’s a dick move” She puffs out a breath.
“Yeah liam… it is. She’s been good to you ever since you got here, why treat her that way?” I could tell she seemed angry at me too. I don’t know it was this bad mehn!. Its just my stupid bad life… like she said.
“Look sandy…. I know I fucked up big time, but trust me it ain’t on purpose, I promise to make it up to her…. that is if she ever forgives me” I say wearily. She sighs and turn on the TV set.
“I pray you do liam… it ain’t dope the way you treat her… and I could break your bones If you hurt her again” She stares at me funnily and I chuckled.
“Sure sandy…. I’d make it up to her” She nods and return her gaze back to the TV set.
“Why are the cops after you liam… they never said why?” She archs her brows and I huff.
“I don’t fuckin know why… they are just a couple of snoops trying to ruin my peace… I hope I don’t lose it sooner” She chuckles and we look up to see Becky come in. I watch as small ass trails behind her wearily. Sandy sprang up immediately and gives her a hug.
“Hey emmy… damn!… you running a temperature” She coos and they pull apart. I lock gaze with her and she gives me a sad look before tearing her gaze away.
“I’m fine Sandy” She sniffs. I tighten my knuckles as I hear her talk wearily. I stand up and walk to her form. Sandy and Becky stares at me.
“Hey…” I mutter lowly as I stare at her. She looks up at me for a while before looking away. I suddenly feel myself standing and not able to say anything. Just looking at her is making me picture nonsense.
“Uhh…. I….” I start to talk but trail off when she brush past me.
“Guys… I’d be waiting in the car okay… let’s go eat dinner” She mutter and walk out of the door. Sandy and Becky looks at me sadly and sandy sighs.
“She would come around liam don’t you worry” She gave me a pitiful smile and Becky waves at me before they walk out. I stare at the closed door for a while before mentally punching myself.
“Fuck!… I’m such an asshole!” I mutter and plonk down the couch.
Emilia’s pov
Sandy pulls up at her apartment and I got out wearily. We’ve been awfully quiet throughout the ride and thankfully it was what I needed. I walk into the apartment building and walk up the stairs to her apartment. I take the key from beneath the doormat and open it. They trail behind me. I walked to the couch and sit on it. I pull off my sneakers and stretch my toes. Becky and sandy sits either side of me. I avoided thier concerned gaze and turn on the TV set tuning it to a toons channel. Sandy sighs.
“Emmy….” She starts. I puff out my breath.
“We’ve got to talk you know” She gently take the controller and turn off the TV. Becky pats my arm and I feel tears burn up my eyes again. I sniff.
“There’s nothing to talk about sandy… its all my fault…”
“Shhh….” Sandy coos and wrap her arm around my shoulders.
“It’s not sweetie…. come on pull of that sad look, it dosen’t suit you” I brush off a tear.
“Nick is mad at me cos of him, and I lost my job partly because of him… I hate him sandy!” I mutter tearily. She runs her hand down my back.
“Come on emmy stop it” Becky coos as she tap my thighs.
“He may be a criminal but I could easily notice he felt so bad today…” Sandy says and I scoff.
“I don’t think so… I’ve been with him for weeks now and I bet you ten dollars he’s such an ungrateful asshole!” I mutter and sandy chuckles.
“Damn emmy!… who would ever believe holy Mary could curse” They chuckle and I manage a smile.
“Emmy….. you’ve got to forgive him okay…. I actually had a small talk with him and he said he’s going to make it up to you” I arch my brows and move away from sandy arm.
“Make it up to me…. no way, I don’t plan on going back to that apartment anytime soon” They stare at me in surprise.
“Are you fuckin kidding me!”Sandy blurt out. I roll my eyes and turn on the TV again.
“No Sandy…. I think I need some time away from him” Becky scoffs.
“No way emmy… come on you can’t do that, its obvious he’s sorry about what he did.. don’t make it any worse for him” Becky says and gets off the couch.
“Sandy… you could talk some sense into her…. I’d just go order dinner for us” She say and walk out. I sigh wearily and take off my glasses.
“Emmy…. You got to forgive him okay?” Sandy coos. I shake my head sideways.
“Its fruitless sandy… he’s just too difficult!… I’ve tried being nice but hell no!…. he’s just too fucked up in the head and sabotages my efforts!” I blurt out angrily. Sandy looks at me funnily.
“Don’t act like you don’t swear sandy!” I roll my eyes and she laughs.
“Damn…. I guess I have to drop the mother Theresa tittle…. sassy emmy suits you best” She says and I chuckle.
“I think its kinda cool to be sassy you know… especially to the likes of that dweeb I’m stuck with” I expound and she giggles and poke my ribs playfully.
“Holy fuckin jeez emmy… you’re damn funny!” She said and continue laughing. I grin and try to push out the annoying thoughts off my mind. Becky returns and sits beside me. I roll my eyes as they stare at me.
“I ain’t got poo in my panties guys stop staring at me!” Becky chuckles and lean back into the couch.
“Come on emmy… you’ve got to forgive him okay…. if he acts stupid next time. I and sandy are gonna tear his bones” She giggles and I laugh.
“Well… I don’t plan on talking to him anymore. I’d just pretend he dosen’t exist till he leaves” I sigh at my own words, knowing its totally impossible. Not when I feel different when he’s close to me, not when I can’t stop staring at his teal blue eyes. I breathe out when I remember how badly I had spoken to him this morning.
“well…. I bet its totally impossible to do that emmy… not when he said he’s gonna make it up to you” Sandy says, bringing me out of my stream of thoughts. The door bell dings.
“That is the delivery guy… I’d go get it” Becky says and stand up.
I lean back into the couch and I and sandy watch the toons in silence, I was barely concentrating. I couldn’t help but think of the words I had said to him earlier this morning. Truth is…. he might have been a jerk but I guess that was too much. I sigh when I remember how his usual smirking face was without a smile when I had yelled at him. I mentally face palm myself.
That was a bit harsh, and totally unlike me. He had tried to talk to me but I had been to angry to listen to him. Seeing him later in the evening I could swear I have never seen him that… sad.
Becky returns with the food and she place it on the centre table. My stomach grumbles loudly and sandy and Becky laughs. I swat her arm and tear open the pack of food.
“I’m eating a mountain guys..” I mutter and open up one of the foils. Sandy shoots her self dramatically and Becky laughs.
“Okay sassy Emilia… the food is all yours” Becky grins with and roll her eyes dramatically. I chuckle and began to stuff food hungrily in my mouth.
•••••
I grunt as I feel a hand on my face. I push it off and my eyes flutter open. White ceilings greet my eyes and I look around the me. Purple wallpapers… huh?… Where am I?. I sit up and yawn. I look beside me and frown. Sandy arms were splayed apart and Becky was snoring loudly. I push her arms away a bit so I could get off the bed. Jeez… I totally forgot I slept overnight at Sandy’s apartment. I place my feet on the cold tiles and stand stretching blearily. I pick up my glasses and put them on. I tap sandy and Becky
“Hey sleepy heads… its another hectic day” Sandy grunts and rolls on her side. She place a pillow over her head and groans.
“Gawd no!…. I just started sleeping!” She groan and I laugh. Becky yawns.
“Godamit emmy!… I was about eating a box of chocolates!” She mutter and I giggled.
“You would end up eating slaps if you don’t prepare for work you know”
“Arrrgh!!!” They growl at the same time and threw the covers off their body. I chuckle and put on sandy’s fluffy slippers.
“I’d fix breakfast while you two get ready….” I say and walk out of the room. I walk into the kitchen and open the fridge. I gulp down a cup of water before closing it. I open the cabinets and bring out the ingredients. I set them on the counter and began to cook.
••••
“Bye guys” I mutter and give them a quick hug.
“Yeah emmy…. and do think about liam okay” Sandy winks and I roll my eyes.
“Okay guys” I puff out my breath as they walk out of the apartment.
I slump down on the couch tiredly and take off my glasses. Jeez… I’m back to square one… job hunting!. I brush back my hair and my mind drift to the criminal. I scrunch my face to a frown.
What could he have done throughout the night?. Go out to fight or probably be stuck with his plastic dolls he calls girlfriend. I get off the couch lazily. Sandy had forced me into going back to my apartment. I can’t believe I’d have to face him again after yesterday incident.
How am I going to stay all day with him?.. holy Jesus I think I might die of our constant quarrels. I had a long shower before dressing up into one of Becky’s pants and hoodie. I brush back my hair and put on a small diamond shaped earrings. I stare at myself and could feel a smile tugging at my lips.
Damn!.. this is way to different from the other Emilia Roberts. This Emilia looked… so daring, confident and much more better than the Emilia who always wore nerdy baggy clothes and moved about with a hair that hasn’t seen the salon in months. I chuckle and get off the dress table. I slid my feet into one of sandy’s sneakers and walked out of the apartment. Sandy and Becky’s apartment is much bigger than mine. I lock the apartment door after me and place the key under the doormat.
I get out of the building and took a cab home. He drew up minutes later and I step out. I walk into the compound and I see Nana talking with one of the female neighbours. I wave in greeting and walked to my porch. I purse my lips and I slid in the key, suddenly feeling nervous. I got in and closed the door softly behind me. I locked it and moved away from the door.
i just have to sneak into my room and pray be dosen’t see me. I tiptoe quietly pass the couch and trapdoor and into the short hallway leading to my room. I twist the knob and push it open. I peek my head in and sigh in relief cos he isn’t in. I close the door and walk to my bed. It has been madeup. And the room looked clean. I arch my brows. Did he clean up the room while I was gone?. I shrug and sit on the bed.
That doesn’t make him a good person though. Could be it’s another trap to make me suffer again. I pull of the sneakers and stretch on my bed. Oh goodness!…. I’m going to be such a boring mess in a long while. I lie on my front and dangle my feet in the air. I bring out my phone and plug in my headphones. I’d just play games till sandy and Becky come home then.
“Hey….” I flinch and whip my head to the door. What is he doing here. I stare at him unable to talk.
“Uhh… you stayed out?” He asked and closed the door behind him. I roll my eyes and return my gaze back to my phone.
“Yeah… its what you want isn’t it?” I try to sound angry but annoyingly my voice dosen’t seem like one who’s angry. I don’t know what to make of my heartbeat anymore. I hear him curse under his breath.
“Look… I know you pretty angry with me right now… but I was hoping you’d umm… let me make it up to you?” I pause and stare back at him.
“Make it up to me?..” I chuckle
“Do I look like who you’re gonna fool twice huh?” I suddenly feel guilty when I see he isn’t smiling. We stare awkwardly for a moment before he looks away.
“Okay… I prepared something for lunch…. figured out you would be hungry”.
Did I just hear him well? He prepared something for lunch?. I shake my head sideways. I can’t still trust him. He could be trying to pull a fast one on me. I roll my eyes.
“Thanks… but I’m not hungry” I return my gaze back to my phone. I could feel his gaze boring holes into my face. I breath out nervously when I hear the door slam shut. I feel a bit guilty. I bet he’s trying to be nice and I’m sabotaging it. I face palm myself. I feel so confused right now jeez!. I select a random game from my phone and began to play.
|•••|
I glared at the table clock annoyingly. Why hasn’t sandy and Becky dropped by yet!. Its 5pm for Pete’s sake. They should be around. I grab my phone and dial her number for the thousandth time. I was greeted by her answering machine. I groan and try Becky’s, same thing. I threw the phone angrily and flopped back on the bed, staring at the ceiling. My back is aching terribly and my head is throbbing furiously.
Who knew staying jobless could be so boring. The day has been pretty awful and other than a trip to the bathroom to pee and to the kitchen to grab a snack, I haven’t left my room.
And I haven’t seen the criminal since he came into the room earlier. I sigh and move to my window. I push away the drapes and stare outside the gates.
I feel cranky already for not stepping out. Madam Chloe pizzeria might have kept me busy and tired but gosh staying home all day is worst. And I can’t help but think that he’s been held up all day for the past few weeks. Maybe he always felt cranky too and could be the reason for him not being so nice to me. I move away from the window and rush to my phone as it dings. It was a message from sandy.
*Would be staying out late with dylan, don’t bother coming over cos Becky is out. Have a nice evening sweet pea and I hope you guys have settled your beefs* I read the message twice before groaning. Holy Jesus!. How could sandy do this!… why now!. I plonk down the bed and itch my hair in frustrating. God this is so awful!. I grab the pillow and throw it to the door. gosh!. This ain’t cool!. I groan again and itch my hair. I stand and move towards my door. I place my ear against and try to listen to the sounds coming from the living room. I could hear him walk about. I waited till I heard his footsteps echo down the stairs before opening the door. I walked quietly into the kitchen and move to the fridge. My stomach grumble, reminding me I hadn’t eaten. I threw the fridge open and roam my eyes on what to eat. I seem to have run out of snacks today!. I stare at the plastic wrap of food and my mouth watered. He seems to be a good cook. Why does he have to tempt me with this!.
I itch my hair as my stomach grumbles loudly. I’d just eat it quickly before he comes up. I take it out quickly and place it into the microwave. It was ready in minutes and I pull It out and dish it out into a plate. I grab a spoon and take a mouthful. I sighed in pleasure at the taste of the food. Jeez… did he make this himself.
I’ve never tasted something this good!. I stuff a meatball into my mouth and chew it quickly. The food disappeared in minute and I smack my lips in satisfaction. I gulp down a bottle of juice and I belched.
It was stupid for me to have refused such nice meal. I hear his footsteps coming up the steps and I quickly shove the dirty dish into the sink. I wiped my mouth with a napkin and threw it into the bin as he enters. He stopped on seeing me and we are staring at each other again.
All my anger thins out as his blue orbs bore into mine. I feel myself trying to breath. Why am I still feeling this way around him. I should be angry at him.
“How was the meal small ass” I bat my lashes and feigned surprise.
“Huh?… what you talking about?” He arch his brows.
“You’ve got an oil stain on your shirt you know” I bit my lower lip. Jeez why now!. I tuck back my hair as he takes some steps towards me.
“Are you still mad at me?” I stare at him before looking away. I’m I really mad at him. Well I was…. but I don’t know about now.
“look I’m tryna act so cool about this… don’t make it any hard okay!” His voice sounded clipped and I could tell he’s trying to keep his anger in check. I itch my hair and try to walk past him. He hold me by my arm and turns me to face him.
“Darn it small ass what the fuck is wrong with you!” He gritted his teeth and I flinch.
“I fuckin told you I’m sorry damn it!” his hand was firm on my arm and I try not to stare at him. He raises my chin up so I’m staring right at him.
“You know what I hate… the silent treatment!” His voice dropped a notch and my heart was beating rapidly against my chest. I part my lips open.
“I’m…. I’m sorry” I manage to croak out. His eyes soften and he sighs.
“Yeah… I am too okay… I could prove it to you…” I bat my lashes at him.
“How about…. I give you a kiss?” I couldn’t think anymore and I felt time had stopped. My heart pounded against my ribcage as he bent towards me. My toes curl immediately when I feel his lips on mine…. only that this time it was for real.