Everyone else had gone home as well as Roni and her husband and Alessandro as well. It was just Dad and I alone in the house.He had spent the whole of the previous night playing his music and wailing away the whole night. I knocked on his bedroom door. “Come in,” he repliedI twisted the door handle and opened the door. I found my father seated my his radio player and photo albums scattered around him and a bottle of wine. “Come in, my cupcake,” he answered. I walked in and sat next to him. “Don't tell me that there are more people here. If there are, just tell them that I am asleep, and I will see them later,” he said“Oh no, there is no one else. It's just me.” I answered“I was meant to ask you, how was your walk with Alessandro?” He questioned. Just him bringing up the name sent chills down my spine. I thought of the kiss, the conversation, his scent and the hug. I hated that I thought of him at the mention of his name. “Tori?” my dad called out. “Oh, I am sorry. I zoned
I froze at my door, wondering what he meant by Roni mentioning something. My father had already hurried off with his cheerful and happiness while I was stuck wondering how he found the time to set up a date for me. After a few minutes, I came back to my senses and rushed to get my phone. I scrolled through my contacts to call Roni. She did not pick up after the first attempt, so I tried again, and she eventually picked up after 4 rings. “What the hell did you tell Dad?” I asked in a low voice“Well, good afternoon to you, too,” she replied “Okay, okay. Whatever…Good afternoon. Okay, so what did you tell Dad?” I continued to ask “What do you mean?” she asked me back.“Roni, all the times you play dumb, I like it, and I sometimes find it cute and funny, but right now is not one of those times.” I answered irritatedly, “So, cut with the crap and tell me what the hell you told Dad.”“Now you know how it feels when someone acts silly.” she laughed on the other end of the phone. At tha
“What’s the occasion?” he asked as his eyes continued to scan my body.My father had also reached the door and peeped around me to see who was standing there. Hearing Alessandro ask me what the occasion was ached my heart, slightly. If he was asking, it meant that he was not the one I would go with. It meant that my father had matched me with someone random. But why was I surprised? There was no way my father was going to set me up with his friend. “May I come in?” Alessandro asked“OH!” I stepped aside and let him enter the house. My father also did not look too pleased. He went back to his phone and continued to play his music loudly as he danced around. “Is he okay?” Alessandro questioned “Yeah, he is just re-living his high school moments as he goes down memory lane thinking about my mother,” I answered “Do you think that’s okay?” “Yes, I think it is okay. He has not hurt anyone. He seems happy. I mean, he is peaceful.” I answered. Alessandro nodded and we both continued to
“Right, I don’t want to keep you guys waiting too long. Go and have fun.” my father saidI turned around and gave my father a slight hug and then looked over at Alessandro who was too ashamed to look at me. It was as if he saw the pain in my eyes of having to go with someone that I already did not find attractive from the get-go. “Have fun kids!” my father called out as we walked towards the car. His car looked better than the last date’s car. It did not look like it would delay and die down but I walked past Alessandro’s big car. It was different from the one I had seen him drive before but I just knew it was his because I knew how my father’s car looked and it had the name ‘RUSSO’ on the number plate, once again. I dreamt of hopping into that car instead and driving away with Alessandro instead. “Let me open the door for you,” he said as he hurried to the passenger side. I hoped he was not insisting on opening the door for me because it had some faults. I prayed that he was actu
“Uhmmm…” I said as I tried to push his arm away politely. “Oh, I am so sorry. I got too comfortable too fast.” he sighed. His face turned red as he blushed from embarrassment. “It’s okay,” I said. I felt bad for making him feel bad. “I wouldn’t do anything that would make you feel uncomfortable. I am really sorry,” he said again“It’s okay, Jay. Don’t worry about it.” I replied. He got the remote and pressed a few buttons and the huge screen lit up. He stood up from the seat. I thought he was still feeling bad about the whole arm thing but instead, he was only going to switch off the lights of the room. “I hope you’re not afraid of the dark.” he chuckled nervously “Uhm… the dark is okay,” I answered but I did not join in on the giggling. But sooner, he switched on smaller lights. They were a weird mixture of green and blue and they made the place look aesthetic. “I usually like to watch movies with the lights like this,” he said as he walked back to the couch and plopped himse
She smiled as she walked to the table in front of us and placed the tray of cookies and then walked out of the room. By then, I had slowly shifted away from Jay. “Was that your mother?” I asked as soon as she was completely gone “No, that’s why I called her ‘Mom’.” he sarcastically replied “Really? You think this is the time for that?” I questioned impatiently“What?!” he called out. I had managed to shift away from him completely and face the black screen with my arms folded. “Why is your mother bringing cookies?” I questioned “Because she knows I have a guest over,” he responded “No, you’re not understanding me.” I sighed “What are you trying to say then?” “Does your mother live here? Because why is she bringing baked goods here? Unless she’s your neighbour and doesn’t mind baking and bringing them for her grown son.” He kept quiet. It was as if he was trying his hardest to think of a reply. Something that would not make him sound weird after he had managed to impress me.
I poured myself a glass of water and gulped on it. “Would you like to join us? We are drinking wine.” Alessandro offered after my father had chilled a bit and sat down and continued to sip.“Uhm…”“...She does not drink wine.” my father quickly replied“Come on, just one sip. It’s just wine.” Alessandro answered. I just continued drinking my water and eventually walked off to my bedroom. I could still hear the two of them bickering and I wondered if my mother’s death had something to do with them slowly falling apart. I pulled out my phone and tried to call Roni but she did not pick up. She quickly texted me saying that she was too busy to reply. So, I threw myself on my bed and just started to daydream. I thought about Jay and how well the whole thing was going with him. I thought about how I first judged him just because I thought he was not my type and then how he managed to impress me and things were starting to work out well only for me to discover that there were all lies. I
We immediately separated and panted as we both stared at each other. That was the second time that day that my kiss had been interrupted and by a parent. “Oh? You’re still here!” My father said in shock as soon as his eyes landed on Alessandro “Yes, I am still here. I am a little bit tipsy. I am not sure if I should drive home when I am like this.” Alessandro replied.I wanted to laugh at his response. I was told a few minutes prior to that, that Alessandro lived nearby or at least not too far from our place. So, I thought that if he just pressed the accelerator the whole ride, he would be able to make it home, with no worries. But what did I know? That was technically the first time I had ever consumed something alcoholic so I did not know much about drinking and driving. “Oh okay. Well, you can always sleep in Roni’s bedroom since she is not around and then you can drive back home when you’re ready.” my father answered“Thank you.” Alessandro smiled“Okay, now could you please g
“I have missed you!” she screamed. “Tori, come and take this.” my father said as he handed me the ice cream. Of course, I was the one stuck to looking like the servant because everyone else was having a little family and friendship reunion while I did not know anyone.“Hey hey!” Katie walked out of the house wearing an apron. I really wondered if all that chunky huge building was actually their house or was she renting it out or did they only stay in a portion of it. “Come right this way,” she said with a smile spread widely on her face. “We brought this.” I said with zero expressions as I handed the ice cream container to her before entering the house. “Oh, sweetie! You did not have to.” she smiled but still accepted it. I walked into the house, unsure if I should take off my sandals or leave them by the door. So, I did my famous strategy of pretending to fidget with them by the door until someone sees my struggle and then tells me what to do. “Oh no, you can keep them on,” B
For some odd reason, I knew that there would be drama. I knew my father would not just accept a random dinner that was offered that same night. Unless the people came marching into the house with the food. He was too much of a person that wanted to keep to himself. “What drama?” I asked as I closed her bedroom door. “We really should get ready for this thing or your father will snap our heads off.” she laughed after she noticed my excitement. “Just tell me quickly and then I will go and get dressed.” I pressed. “No, got get changed first and then we will talk. I am home for a few more nights so we will still get to chat,” she said. I had no choice other than to going off to my room to get ready. I looked through my closet, hunting for what to wear, realising that I had not done my laundry in a while, so there was either a bunch of clothes that smelt like sweat or had stains on them. But eventually, I was able to find a pair of black jeans and a plain white T-shirt. I quickly hu
“I guess we could come around. Do you still live in the same place?” my father questioned“Yep, down the Avery street,” she answered“Okay, we will be there around 6 or 7,” he said. She walked away, excitedly while I was wondering what my father agreed to. “Let’s go and get my watch and then we can go and get some desserts,” he said. “Wait, we can’t seriously be going for an impromptu dinner,” I asked as I widened my eyes. “Of course we are. Someone has offered to host us. You think I will say no to grilled chicken?” We walked back to the jewellery shop, and Tim handed my father the watch while he pulled out his wallet and paid him. “Hope to see you again, Eli,” Tim said“Likewise.” my father responded “And the same for you too, Tori,” he added on. We headed to the supermarket and I wanted to blend myself into one of those random aisles while my father was finishing off the shopping and wondering if he should get a simple chocolate cake or ice cream and custard or if he should
After washing up the dishes, I went to the bathroom to get showered and dressed. My father did the same as well and then he came out of his room, smelling fresh and looking good. “You ready?” he asked me“Let me just spray myself one more time.” I said as I hurried back to my room to practically drown myself in my perfume. I walked out of my room to find my father fidgeting with his watch and squinting at it. “Ugh!” he groaned “What’s wrong?” I asked“I think the time on this thing is wrong and I can’t even see it. It’s so tiny.” he complained “Let me have a look at it.” I said as he pulled off the straps and handed it to me. I took a few minutes to look at his watch and then I handed it back to him. “I think it’s dead. It’s frozen. I think it got stuck on a time from like last night or yesterday.” I replied “Really?” he asked in disbelief“Yea.” I shrugged “It has been working for a long time and this is when it decides to die?” he practically wailed “Yea Dad, these things
My father had finished making the pancakes and we both put some on our plates and went ahead to eat them. We left some, hoping that Alessandro was going to come back and have his share.“Something is wrong with Alessandro.” my father sighed.I kept quiet. Apparently, I was the only one in the family who did not seem to know him long enough to determine if someone was wrong with him. My mother in her grave was probably also seeing that something was wrong with him. “Maybe he just has some things to deal with.” I shrugged “Perhaps. But one thing about him, he will be very stressed about something but he will never his a stressed or worried face in public.” my father replied “Maybe it just hit him about Mom or something.” I continued to suggest possible reasons why he was in such a mood. But my father disagreed. I mean, he did have a right to disagree. It was his friend that he had been with for a while, so he would be able to tell if something was wrong with him. “You know the othe
I quickly got dressed into my pyjamas and slowly crawled into my bed. I could not believe the day I had. I first went to some guy’s house and he managed to play along with a lie with me thinking it was all his, only to find out that it was not his house, then my ex-fiance carried himself to my house to kiss only to tell me he is getting married to his mistress and then some forbidden guy kissed me and probably wanted more but the minute I mentioned I was a virgin, he left. All of the guys I kissed that day ended tragically. The worst was I could not tell anyone about any of those. Especially the forbidden guy. So, I just laid in my bed and tried to think about it. I wanted to get out of bed and head into the room that Alessandro was sleeping in but I figured he did not want to see me after that unless I gave him what he wanted. I wanted to call my sister at that hour and have a chat with her but I knew she was not going to pick up. Or if she was going to pick up she would have proba
“I am sorry…” he whispered“Just leave!” I snapped at him “Tori, I am really sorry.” he sighed as he tried to reach out for my hand but I pushed him away “JUST LEAVE!” I yelled at him. He got off the couch but still stood there looking at me as if he was waiting for me to say something. “Go!” I yelled as I started to hit him with the bouquet of flowers that he brought. I heard my father’s door opening and then Alessandro and my father showed up. “What’s going on?” my father asked in confusion“Make him leave,” I responded in a loud volume. “Okay son, you need to leave.” My father said as he slowly walked up to Chris and tried to walk with him to the door. “Victoria, I am really sorry.” Chris tried to say again as my father had managed to get him to the door. Alessandro also stepped in as the brave man he was and took me aside to the kitchen and started to wipe my tears with a cloth he had in his pocket. Chris left the house and my dad walked towards Alessandro and I. I had m
My father stood up from the bed and walked out of the room while Alessandro followed behind. I remained sitting on my bed. I had finished the last drop of wine in my glass and wondered if I should get more. “Tori!” my father called out my name. I placed my glass down and walked out of the room as slowly and as carefully as possible, trying to ensure that I did not fall. I felt the room slowly spinning around as I stumbled to the living room. “What are you doing here?” I asked as soon as my eyes landed on Christopher. It was as if he heard us talking about him because why did he show up right at that time? Right after I had just poured my whole heart out to my dad about him and right after I had just told my father that I was letting him go. I was allowing him to do as he wanted. “Can I come in?” he asked. He was holding a bouquet of flowers and he wore full black. That was the first time he tried to look decent, apart from the wedding. “I don’t that would be best…” my dad start
We immediately separated and panted as we both stared at each other. That was the second time that day that my kiss had been interrupted and by a parent. “Oh? You’re still here!” My father said in shock as soon as his eyes landed on Alessandro “Yes, I am still here. I am a little bit tipsy. I am not sure if I should drive home when I am like this.” Alessandro replied.I wanted to laugh at his response. I was told a few minutes prior to that, that Alessandro lived nearby or at least not too far from our place. So, I thought that if he just pressed the accelerator the whole ride, he would be able to make it home, with no worries. But what did I know? That was technically the first time I had ever consumed something alcoholic so I did not know much about drinking and driving. “Oh okay. Well, you can always sleep in Roni’s bedroom since she is not around and then you can drive back home when you’re ready.” my father answered“Thank you.” Alessandro smiled“Okay, now could you please g