Vivian POV
I stiffened at Max’s embrace, strange and unusual yet it felt soothing and no matter how much I didn’t want to admit it, the truth weighed heavy on my mind as I relaxed into his arms.
“I_ I went” I stuttered, not knowing what to say especially when Daniel Browns was standing right before us. Max had obviously acted so strange and possessive right now which confused me.
“Max?” I called, drawing his attention away, he leaned in on my neck, cocked his head beside me that out faces touched and arched an eyebrow at me.
” Daniel is here, can’t you see him?” I questioned, sensing the stiffened tension between both men. They were best friends and I was pretty sure of that but the sudden rift that hung heavy in the atmosphere right now, told me that all wasn’t really well with their relationship.
” It’s good to see you Max, I actually wanted to come visit after_”
” I will not receive you Daniel” Max cajoled out of the blue, cutting in on his words as an expression of confusion aligned on my face ” If you’re back to the City, just be invisible, always disappear from my sight Daniel Browns because I will not receive you” Be added in a cold chilly voice.
” And for my wifey’s sake, I’ll pardon you for even speaking to her, but the next time, if you appear like this I front of me, bear in mind I’ll make you invisible” He dropped and with that, Max crouched down and carried up into his arms, heading straight for the car. I tilted my head back Daniel, he was still there, writhing with something I perceived as guilt maybe not actually guilt but shock.
We got to the parking lot of the hospital and Max carried me towards the car. He opened the door, tilted his head in and dropped me at the back seat before setting the seatbelt, I wondered why he did that but then the curiosity of what happened earlier was a constant replay on my mind and I was forced to ask out of my own sheer curiosity.
” What was that Max? I thought Daniel was your bestfriend?” I asked but instead he ignored me and slammed the door close before walking to the other side of the front- seat, opened it and hopped in them stepped on the steering and the car jerked off to life, throwing me off a bit.
Something changed; Max’s countenance. I had never seen Max so suddenly displeased. I had seen him angry but not like this, this was totally different. Somehow, I felt like I should swallow my questions perhaps for another time knowing that he might really not respond.
I let out a breath and looked out of the car window, staring at the views that moved past me in a blur, the warm breeze enveloped my face as I shut my eyes to feel the warmth of it on my skin, it made me recall memories, from how mute I used to be to someone who can’t really detect her next actions for the next two minutes. I am completely lost, not just at Max’s hands but within myself.
I was barely seven when my grandfather hired a private tutor for me. All I focused on was learning business strategies, I was bred into a life of supremacy without anyone’s knowledge. My dad would think that I was of no use to him but secretly grandpa nurtured me into a valiant business woman. Spent days working on business plans and spent night offering solutions to them, my sleep was sacrificed, my day completely occupied with intensive analogues and rough sketches of business resources. While other kids had fun at the playground, I was taught how to rule, while others attended a good nursery academy and got good grades, I was being trained to be tough not until I turned fourteen and got into high school after several opines from my mother to attend one did I meet people but then, I was already a mute socialite, I didn’t have the guts to converse with a lot of people instead, my brain did the work. I scored more than the class and was pushed to a higher one since it was concluded that I was too brilliant for them, yet in the same class I was pushed into, I aced every single subject and that was when the bully started, that was when Ruth began to make my life a living hell, from the seniors down to my own classmates not until my final year in highschool, I saw Max, at first, I didn’t know why he came to the school but I was attracted to him at first glance. He screamed of the bad man vibes, every fiber in me told me he was dangerous yet, I was fascinated by that particular dangerous aura of his.
My life as a stalker began, I secretly searched him up in the solace of my room, tracing every picture that looked like him. but found none of his social media handle. I didn’t know his name, then, he used to be one of my fantasies, someone that occupied my dream and thoughts every moment, I prayed to nature to bring him to school one more time before I graduated, I wanted to take my chance for the first time.
It was said that it was only right for a man to approach a woman but it was the other way round for me, my feelings heated up with each passing day, bearing memories of him on my mind. Countless timesI would scribble his name on a paper and smile. He wrecked my very thoughts, made me become an obsessed girl until I graduated but without seeing him.
I felt sad and devastated, I resigned to fate, assuring myself that he might show up when I get into college and that was how I moved on.
First year and no sign of him, second year, no sign of him, and on the third year, I gave up but somehow, he showed up and that was the first time, I did something very ridiculous.