~Leo POV~
“So since when did it all start?” Rocky eyed me while smiling sheepishly. I tried to walk away from his stupefied gaze as I shied away from him. “Come on, tell me. I am sure it wasn’t at first sight. You loathed me then, which was worrisome and at the same time cute."
I blushed at how wrong he was about our first meeting. “I liked you then,” I admitted as I sat back on the bed. “What did you say? Hm?” Rocky climbed on the bed after flinging his bag on it. “Repeat yourself."
I looked away because I wasn’t yet going to tell him that I knew him before Mother had introduced us; the feelings had always been there, but I was scared.
“Tell me,” Rocky pleaded as he dragged closer to me. I leaned back to the head of the bed away from him, shaking my head in refusal. “If you don’t tell me, I am going to leave,” he said. At fi
Mother kept her smile on as she saw me and Rocky come down the stairs. I didn’t even expect that I would be blindsided by Sasha’s quick embrace. “Baby,” she squealed from afar as she ran to hug me. I saw as the cameramen quickly took pictures. “I need more pictures for the gram, so please act naturally,” she whispered.Sasha took my arm and threw it over her shoulders. It felt like she had no marrow to stand up and resist her, especially since Rocky was also watching. My thoughts were about how he might be feeling, and in a way, I hope he understands that I can’t throw off Sasha’s advances.I am not even sure if I was ready to come out yet about our relationship, so if Sasha was a front, it would make for a good cover-up, but as it is, it didn’t feel like Rocky shared my thinking in any sense as I saw him run up back to my room, grab his back, and attempt to leave."Rocky, are you leaving so soon? Didn’t your lesson end by five? You have two hours left." Mother spoke; she was my mouth
~LEO POV~When my eyes opened to the dimly lit room, I saw my dad sitting on the floor with his head placed on my bed and his hand holding mine firmly. I raised my head slightly to look around my room, as I remembered it was a mess before, but everything was cleaned; the glass was no longer on the floor, and the water had dried up.Even though my room had become tidy, I panicked, thinking dad must have sent one of our workers to do this only to see the brush and dustpan still in the room.I looked down at my feet, which I had hurt to see were now bandaged with the first aid box still in the room.Father felt my movement and had soon woken up. “Son,” he said, letting go of my head as he went on to check my body to see if I was in any way feeling feverish.“I am fine, dad,” I said, trying to put my feet on the ground.“Be careful; I spoke to Doctor Benedict, and he said you should take this medicine for now,” Dad said as he pointed at it on the table with a covered glass of water.“Dad,
SETH POVMy body shifted to each side of the bed, trying to find comfort, but it was hard. So many things stuck in my mind that blocked every area of my thinking. I couldn't bear it. I pulled open my drawer to pick up a pack of cigarettes, only to hear the knock on the door.I knew it couldn't be Scarlett, as she was just here a couple of minutes ago, so who else? Bella?I opened the door to an angry Bella as she pushed me aside to enter the room."How can you do this to me? How?" Bella questioned. I had no clue what she was angry over, and I didn't want to screw it up by pretending I knew, so I pulled off my nonchalant attitude and went straight to bed, kicking the drawer close before she saw the pack of cigarettes."Seth, I am talking to you." Bella sat on the bed next to me. "Are you sleeping?""No, I am not." I shifted my body so she could sit properly as she was hanging on to the edge."Seth I just got off the phone from your mother; she said you want to push the wedding to a muc
SCARLETT POVToday came in like a whiplash on my face. I didn’t think for a second that I would do it. I was still bothered about my son. I surely do not want an extra problem piling up for me.Bella had confronted me, her breathing unmatched like she was in a hurry. She glared at me deeply as she spat out despicably, “You clearly do not have any shame,” her face flat out disgusted, showing off her distasteful side.I didn't want to react quickly, as I didn’t want anyone to wake up, even though she was pushing her limits.“I hope you take good care of him because Seth is someone that is hard to handle. I promise, I won’t be the one to tell your husband; he will find out for himself what sort of woman he is married to,” Bella said. She looked scarcely around her and where I was standing before she attacked me with her words.I knew it was coming, that there would come a time that Bella would find out. The only problem here is that Seth and I were extremely careful about anyone knowing;
I don’t even know how I was able to escape Michael's demand for an explanation; maybe it was because of Leo’s cry for help that I quickly used the opportunity. I grabbed Seth’s hand while he stood amongst the workers trying to explain the situation and took him to the back of the garage, where no one could see us.“What happened, Seth? Why did you do it? Why have you chosen to ruin me in this way?” I began punching him on the chest to at least answer me. I felt weak, and a response from him would give me a reason to understand his side of the story, but his silence was annoying. “Tell me something, Seth, I beg."“I told her because Bella doesn’t deserve to be put in the same position as your husband; she doesn’t deserve to be kept in the dark, Scarlett,” Seth finally said as he held my hands from offering soft punches.“And what about me? What about me, Seth? Did you not think about me, or am I not important? Just a fuck buddy."“Shush,” Seth closed my mouth with his. That short kiss
A few weeks was enough to restore my house to order as everything went back to normal; thankfully, no one suspected a thing, not even Michael. I was in the room preparing to leave for another women’s estate meeting because we were all informed that Patricia would be in attendance.Michael was also in the room with me as he surprised me and brought up a discussion about our son Leo."Scarlett, we need to stop putting pressure on Leo,” Michael started off, and I looked at him from the mirror, where I stood, wondering where he had come up with the idea that pressure had been put on Leo in the first place.“We don’t put pressure on him, Michael; what are you on about? Whatever he does, he does on his own free will,” I say as I move away from the mirror and sit on one of the chairs so I can put on my heels. “Is that what he said?”“Leo didn’t say anything like that,” Michael affirmed, simply confirming that he is the one putting ideas in his head.“Then clearly we aren’t putting any pressu
I called Brianna to let her know we were waiting for her at her gates before she quickly rushed out, holding Christian in her arms, who I believe should be in school by now as he is wearing his uniform.Brianna knocked on the tinted glass window and said, “Uhm, open the door for me." She said this to Seth, who didn’t move an inch when he saw her. I also didn’t think it was Seth’s job to get out of the car to open the door for someone who has both hands intact.“Don’t,” I told Seth when he attempted to, as I personally opened the door for Brianna by myself. “Good morning,” I said in the most welcoming voice possible as I collected Christian from Brianna’s hands and placed him on my lap. “Shouldn’t he be at school?” I asked while snuggling closer to Christian's cheeks."Well, he is supposed to—” Brianna momentarily paused.“Scarlett,” Seth said in his most raspy voice as he glared at me from the mirror he was watching me from. He was trying to caution me to stop placing kisses on Christ
When I entered, I quickly sighted Patricia in the front seat as she began waving at me, much to the attention of everyone, especially Louisa, who is supposed to be her friend. I looked over at Brianna, who had already kept space for me and was also signaling that I come sit with her.“Scarlett, why don't you come and join me?" Patricia invited much to the mumbles and murmurs of the rest in the room.I was conflicted about which side I chose. Clearly, I would have more eyes staring if I went for Patricia, as everybody would do whatever it takes to just sit next to her, but then there is my close friend Brianna. It wouldn’t look well on me if I were to suddenly ditch her in front of everybody.Nevertheless, I didn’t want to be greedy or act so needy that I would throw off a friend for a good opportunity like that which Patricia was offering, so I went with Brianna, thanking Patricia in the mix.The gasps that filled the air when I rejected Patricia were sending me off because of the gla