Chapter 3

"Why did I do that? Why did I kiss her? What the hell did I just do? I must've lost my mind." Andrew said annoyed at himself.

He was sitting in his car shocked and regretful about what he had just done.

"Why did I had to do that of all the things I could've done why did I kiss her? And why the hell did she run away?"

After he asked her to be his, she looked at him shocked and then ran away without even taking her things. Leo had picked up her things and ran after her while Andrew just stood there trying to figure out what had just happened. Then he finally realized that were people still whispering around him. He walked away from them slowly like nothing ever happened and then got out of the mall and sat inside his car.

"Uurrrraaaaaggggg!!! Let's just go first."

He started his car and drove away.

•••

Clara sat in an office that Leo had brought her to. She was still dumbfounded by what had happened just a few minutes ago. She was silently staring at the floor. Leo looked at her concerned.

"Clay?"

"You are so dead." Clara finally said angrily.

"What?" Leo asked a bit surprised. She looked at him with killer eyes which got him nervous.

"He frickin kiss me. I'm going to kill him. I'm going to bankrupt his company. He kissed me! That was my first kiss and he took it away like it was nothing. And what be his? Be his partner, his girlfriend? I'm going to be his frickin nightmare." She said and got up angrily. Then after a few seconds she sat down grabbing her head.

"But how am I supposed to face him. I ran away when I should've kicked him or slapped him. Why the hell did I run away?" she said feeling embarrassed.

Leo just looked at her throwing a tantrum.

"Sue him for harassment them."

She looked at him.

"I'm-I-I-" she couldn't respond.

"You don't want to sue him." Leo said looking at her.

She didn't deny that fact nor could she admit it.

"I think that you just want an answer to why he did that. And that deep down in your heart you want to try dating him."

"Wha-No. Pfft, now you're just exaggerating things that not how I feel." She said stuttering a little.

"Uhhhuh." He just said, "Well I need to go back to work so you can leave when you're more in control of yourself. And remember to take your things with you."

He left her alone in the room. She sat for a few more minutes before she took her bags and left.

Clara went straight to the orphanage and spent her time there and gradually forgot about the incident. She gave the kids new toys and other stuff. She played with them for a few hours, then she said her goodbyes and left. She was almost half way home when she remembered the incident with Andrew. She instead of heading home she changed her direction and drove towards it.

•••

Andrew fell asleep on the sofa as soon as he got home. He was exhausted both mentally and physically. He was in deep sleep when someone started to knock on the door and rang the bell like crazy. He got up angrily.

"What the hell are you trying to break the door and the bell?" he said opening the door annoyed and angry.

Then he was surprised by who was in front of his home.

"What are you doing here?" he asked a bit surprised.

Clara said nothing and walked past him into his house. She had her hands crossed over her chest and had a serious expression.

"Okay then." Andrew said in a low voice and closed the door a bit confused.

"What some water or juice?" he asked her.

"Why did you do that?" she asked him directly.

He knew what she was talking about, so he just placed his hands in his pockets and looked at her calmly.

"Because I want to." He told her.

She frowned at him.

"What?" she asked confused, "What does that mean that you want to?"

"Interpret it as how ever you want." He told her as he walked away from her.

He went into the kitchen and pour himself a glass of water. Clara followed him.

"Do you like me or something?" she just blurted out and regretted a little.

He looked at her and slowly placed his glass on the counter.

"No."

"What?" she asked shocked.

"I don't like you or anything." He told her.

"So you just kissed me because you wanted to but you never thought about being in a relationship with me." She said trying to suppress her anger.

"I never said that I didn't want to have a relationship with you." He told her.

She looked at him extremely perplexed.

She closed her eyes for a few seconds and moved her hand through her hair Before she looked at him.

"But you just said that you don't like me."

"Yes." He asked.

"But you want to have a relationship with me?"

"Yes."

"So you have no feelings for me what so ever and yet you want to be in a relationship with me?" She asked him.

"Yes." He answered.

"Did you hit your head when I threw you?"

"My head is perfectly fine thank you." He said, irritate by her question.

"No I think that you definitely hit your head because you are making no sense."

"At which point was I not clear or do you just not understand English?"

"Why would anyone want to be in a relationship without having any feelings for each other? And why do you specifically want to be with me when you have dozen of other choices?"

"Because your not like other women. Your smart and have everything except a suitable Life partner."

Clara pursed her lips to stop herself from laughing and covered her mouth with her hand.

"What?"

"Nothing it's just funny that you're matching yourself with me, like a blind date but instead of someone else setting you up you are setting yourself up. And that you think that you are suitable for me without asking my opinion." she told him with a small laugh.

"I don't find it funny."

"I'm sure you don't." she said asked, " Do you know why I'm here?"

"Isn't it to interrogate me?"

"Yes but I was her to hit you because you took away my first kiss." She told him.

"So are you going to hit me?" he asked.

"It sounds more like a challenge then a question." Clara said.

Andrew moved towards her and stood in front of her. Then he took small steps towards her.

"What are you doing?" Clara asked panicking a little and moving back.

She could only move a few steps before the kitchen table had stopped her.

Andrew was a step closer to her. She tried to move sideways but he blocked her in the center with his hands and leaned in until their faces we're inches away.

Clara's heart started to beat rapidly.

"Are you afraid of me?" he asked looking in her eyes.

She couldn't think straight for the first time in her life, she couldn't answer him or look at him in the eye.

"I think you like me. And that's the reason why you are here. In my house. Alone."

She looked at him stupefied. She knew where he was going at. She pushed him away from her and he let.

"I think that you got the wrong message."

"Oh really? Then how did you find my house when I clearly remember that I never told you where I lived."

"I did my research on you because you wanted to meet me." She explained.

"I think that you are just making things up because you want to sleep with me."

"I'm sorry, what?" she couldn't believe what she had just heard.

"You heard me."

"Look I th-"

Before she could finish her sentence Andrew grabbed her waist and kiss her.

Clara struggled a little to push him away but she managed to free herself from him. This time she slapped him with all her might.

"What the hell is your problem?!" she asked him loudly, half angry and half surprised.

Andrew was fuming with anger. He grabbed the glass on the table with water and threw it at her.

Clara was so shocked that her mouth was open wide with shock.

"Have you gone crazy?!!!* she asked in a loud voice.

"No but I think you are the crazy one barging into a guys house at night what would anyone think in that situation?!" he also said loudly.

"Ok that's it you deserve a good beating."

She than grabbed a first full of Andrew's hair and pulled it really hard. Andrew yelled at first because of the pain and then grabbed her hair too.

Both were pulling at each other's hair. "Let go!" she told him.

"You started it. You let go first." He argued.

"Ok ok. At the count of 3 we both let go. Deal?"

"Deal."

"1" she counted.

"2" he counted with her.

"3" They said at the same time and let go of each other.

Andrew was steaming with anger. He let out a yell with anger and frustration. He grabbed the glass and smashed it between his hand on the table.

Clara took a sharp breath, shocked at the blood coming out from his hand. She had her mouth covered with her hands.

"Are you crazy? Why did you do that?" she reached out for his hand but he shrugged away from her.

"Get out. You've done enough damage." He said through his teeth without looking at her.

"But-"

"BUT NOTHING GET OUT!" he yelled at her causing her to flinch.

"I leave when I'll bandage up your hand."

"If you bandage," he looked at her, " up my hand then you'll have to marry me."

"What?! Are you crazy?"

"Yes I'm crazy now either get out or marry me if you want my hand to heal otherwise I'm not even going to take the shards out or wrap it up. Your choice."

"Your insane." She said shaking her head at him and left him to his insanity.

Andrew heard the door slam close. He clenched this fist tighter causing the shards of broken glass to cut deeper in his skin. A few tears fell down his face.