Elena
It’s just 8 p. m. and the house is suddenly quiet like a graveyard. Is it just me or nobody is really in the house? I slip off from my bed as I head for the door. The lights are turned off when I go down. I don’t think mom and Ava would be asleep already.
The hallway is silent. If they are around, I should be hearing laughter coming from any of the rooms, but I hear none. I’m wearing a black palazzo pants, and lucky I have my phone in one of the pockets. I pull it out and dial Ava’s number. It is much easier to ring Ava first.
It rings and she picks up asap. “Ava where are you?” I don’t scream, I wrinkle my eyebrow as I pay attention to her response.
“Missing us?” she chuckles. What the heck! She plays too much. I am trying to make sure they are safe and she’s asking if I miss them. I sigh, she should be kidding me.
“I would rather choose hell!” I roll my eyes, stuffing my laughter back.
“Where the heck did you go without informing me?” I yell softly through the phone, turning the lights back on since I’m alone. I hate darkness.
“We thought to get something out here, while we leave you with your mates.” She says it bluntly as though it seems normal or comfortable to me.
“He left. Do you two have to give us that much privacy? I haven’t accepted them back, get that into your empty brain.” I lash out at her and hang up the call. Since I know she is with mom, there’s not much need to continue speaking to her on the phone, or else she would say more than required.
I go to my room, I inhale Ryan’s scent as I step into the entrance. He is no longer in my room but I can feel his scent all over. I can feel his scent in my hands too and it is warming, it makes the rhythm of my blood a chant as my heart skips.
I have his scent all over me!
His hoarse voice renounce in my head when he was inviting me for dinner.
And when I recall his last words, “Dress sexy.” There’s a charge in the air as my pulse accelerates with the intuition of what is to come.
Whatever! He should dream on, and I would dress whatever way I want. I toss the short black dress that I fling from the wardrobe onto my bed instantly.
I had my bath a while ago before mom came into my room earlier, and it will make me fucking sick if I should have another bath because it is fucking cold outside.
I don’t know what to wear. If that bitch was here with me, she would have helped me out, but no! She prefers to play around like a five-year-old kid. I’m pretty sure she was munching on candy when her mouth wouldn’t stop going sideways.
I’m confused. Ryan is at fault too!
It’s his fault that I have no clue about what to wear because he said I should dress sexy, and now it makes me nervous that I can’t think properly about what to wear or what color to pick!
The black short elastic gown or the red slutty gown I can rock on? I debate. I recall that I am still fucking pissed at them, so wearing the red gown would seem more like I obeyed his words. Or I am cool with them now, and I’m fucking not!
I pick the black glittering gown and slip into it. My shapes are out so easily and my big boobs rise to the curve of the gown. It’s cold outside, so I get a warm jacket to wear on it and a pair of white boots to flatter my outfit.
I’m not a fan of heavy makeup. I draw my eyeliner and a little touch of makeup on my smooth face then I zoom out of the house. I run to my car as I get into the driver seat, I throw my bag and phone into the passenger seat while I handle the steering wheel with my free hands.
I don’t know the direction of the restaurant, I halt my car for a moment, contemplating if I should ring Ryan or not. This is hard! Talking to someone you have hated all your life and still lowkey feeling something for him is very hard!
I dial his number with my shaking hands and he picks at a second ring, as if he’s been waiting for my calls.
“Where is the restaurant?” I breathe calmly, hell nervous. “What, there!?” He tells me the location and I am suddenly baffled, that is where my dad’s house is. The house my mother sold, and that is the thing I cherished most in my life.
I don’t remember a restaurant located there. I lived there all my life until mom decided to sell it, because of that fucking traitor, Mr Callum.
I try to argue but he insisted calmly. Is he sure about that? I begin to reverse my car, driving off to the town I made memories with my dad. I haven’t been there since I said goodbye to the house.
When I’m in the town, I don’t drive to my old house, memories would begin to flood in if I should move an inch close to it. I’m on a night date with the Quads, and I’m not supposed to start having tears in my eyes. It hurts having your precious thing slipped off your hands and having nothing to do about it. I halt the car and wait inside. Picking up my phone, I dial his number informing him I’m at the venue.
“Got it, I’m on my way to pick you up.” He says in that calm voice, and I gulp, turning off the call without a response because I don’t want him to know I’m nervous.
I get out of my car to wait for him, leaning on my car.
He’s coming, I see him in black pants and a big black T-shirt, his golden necklace and his white sneakers glows in the darkness as he approaches me. Damn, he is hotter, I whisper, biting down my bottom lip.
He stops in front of me, slapping his two hands on my car as he caged me in between his legs.
“D-don’t startle me.” I stutter, and inhale his perfume. It feels like it’s pouring into my mouth. God, he smells so fucking good!
“I like obedient girls.” his eyes meander around me, from head to my feet.
“I-I didn’t obey you.” Someone should fucking ask me why I am stuttering and why my heart keeps skipping!
“Shiiit, don’t say anything. Let’s go.” he smiles, taking my hand into his. I don’t protest, he holds my hands with care as if it was some precious egg.
I was too distracted by his beauty that I wasn’t conscious of the path he was taking. This path leads to my dad’s house. Is there a fucking restaurant around there?
“Where are you taking me?” I ask, but he puts his flexible fingers around my lips to shut my lips closed. My lips obey and didn’t attempt to open. Fuck.
“I told you to let us make things right by making you comfortable around us first.” He says in his deep voice, and all I do is nod. I’m fucking obeying him and I can’t stop myself.
He stops. “I’m gonna blindfold you now for a few seconds.”
What?? I scream in my head, I’m getting so confused now and I don’t know if I should continue to trust him at this point. Why the heck he wanna blindfold me for a few seconds??
“Just trust me, Elena. It’s nothing harmful,” he says as though he hears my mind.
“Fine.” I step forward to let him blindfold me with a piece of black clothing.
Since I can’t see my steps, he lifts me, throwing me into my arms. I shake, I’m nervous and his scent is tormenting me. Making me lose my focus.
“What do you need to show me?” I ask.
“We are close, Elen. Relax.” His hoarse voice tries to calm me down.
A few minutes later, he stops and put me down. “Ready?” he announces, making me more nervous to see what he has to show me.
“Yes.” my voice shakes and he hears it. He unfolds the clothes. My knees shake as I see where I am.
“Have the keys Elen. It is yours now and no one will ever be able to take it from you again,” he says.
My heart is now lodged firmly in my throat. I don’t believe what I see and hear!
“M-my dad’s house?” I stutter out in excitement.
“Elen! Elen!” I hear my name coming from inside, it’s my mom’s voice. What? Mom is here? “Elen, we have our house back!” I see tears in her eyes as she runs to me with her heavy stomach.
“M-mom. I don’t believe this.” I’m emotional now. I want to cry and I don’t care if I do it in front of him. This is so loving! I don’t believe this, I can say boldly, they just won my heart back.
My dad’s house is back. My most precious thing is not just a memory anymore. I have it now! I hug mom, the tears begin to pour down my eyes.
This is incredible. I didn’t expect they would be able to make up for what they’ve done to me, but this has made me a million times happier, that all I feel for them now is passionate love.
My treasure is back. And they brought it back to me. I’m fucking crying now, like a kid whose candy was stolen and got it back.