HOMECOMING 2

ETHAN'S POV

Bruh… Bruh…

The phone kept ringing out loud, and I regretted not putting it on silence before I retired to bed. But why was I expecting, rest? I am a busy man and no one cares whether I get some rest or not.

I sighed and stood up from my bed.

“Hello!” I was in a haste and did not check the caller identity, but as soon as I heard the voice; I became totally aware of my environment and cleared my throat.

“I heard you came back late last night. How did your meeting go with Mr. Logan?” I crunched against my teeth as sighed in my mind and furrowed my brows. She must not know about the money.

“Okay. It was okay! Was that the real reason you called?” I asked as I felt a little annoyed as to how she monitors my every movement. Especially about business. She wants the company to beat Peterson family company. They are the richest and own more resources than ours.

“No. The George family invited us for a party and I want you to come along. I intend introducing you to their daughters and some other families invited. This is our big chance of getting close with the Peterson family.” I nodded like she was in my room. And honestly, it was a fantastic chance. Yeah, the George family are close friends with the Peterson family. And it was undoubtedly possible, they were invited as well.

“Okay. When is the date and what gift should I go with?” 

“You will get it through a text. And your presence is enough.” Mum replied excitedly. I can smell a plan already, and I sighed.

“Okay.” I responded dryly and she hung up. She knew I hated social gathering, but I had to accept for the company. Everything for the company!

No necessity of going back to bed. I won't be able to close my eyes again with everything. And Mr. Logan's deal was partially disturbing. What if it was another set up by him? Was that motherf**ker really serious about giving out one of his daughters to me? That man is demented! The thought was unwelcoming. 

“This is hilarious!” I muttered and left my room. I needed to distract myself from thinking before my brain shuts down.

Furthermore, I got to the kitchen and opened the fridge. I needed to chill and focus again, so I got out a bottle of water and poured so for myself. While drinking the cold water, I headed to my study and looked at all the documents on the desk waiting for me. 

How on Earth did I become the first child of the family, with so many responsibilities. While my other siblings just flex and request for more money. .

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KAYLEE'S POV

Andrey already promised to come home. It was Saturday and I have nothing much to do. Sarah called for a hang-out later and I accepted.

Noises were heard from downstairs and while brushing my teeth, I hurried and rushed out of the bathroom. I intentionally left my slippers and walked down the stairs. The voices seem to be coming from the dinning. 

My eyes popped out when I stood in front of my parents. Dad just slapped Mum. I felt annoyed, confused and devastated. They both saw me and mum hid her face. It had turned red due to the slap, and Dad's anger suddenly cooled as he looked at me with a sad facial expression. 

“I am sorry!” I heard Dad's voice as I turned to leave. I don't know if it was referred to me or not. 

Not only that, but I don't understand what was happening. Out of the blues, they started fighting and Dad began to hit mum? Seriously, something isn't right.

“I'm sorry, Kay!” I felt a grip on my hand and I knew he was talking to me. I pushed his muscline hand away without turning to face them again. I wasn't ready to hear their excuses and as for mum, I knew she would defend dad. So I just better leave them alone. I walked straight upstairs and entered the bathe. 

After bath, I dressed up and hurried downstairs but did not see dad or mum and I did not even want to see them. The house was so quiet, and I knew they were inside and did not dare to make noise since they knew I was still very vexed.

I called Sarah, and she came to pick me up with her Camry. Her Dad, got it on her Sixteen years birthday. Though it wasn't her age now, but she maintained the car well since then. 

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“You won't believe what my dad told me last night.” Sarah, my best friend, took me out for shopping and to be honest, I love all the collections in the mall. I felt like taking everything home. They were too beautiful not to purchase. 

“What did he say?” She asked while selecting a gown from a roll. I admired the gown, but my zeal to shop was not in. After experiencing what happened when I went downstairs, I couldn't take the scene off my head.

“He said Mr. Ethan wants me.” Sarah turned immediately to face me. She looked somewhat excited and her small eyes widened.

What a reaction!

“You say?” She asked happily, then added, “Which Ethan?” her voice was high and I rolled my eyes.

“The popular Ethan.” I replied dryly and my eyes got a nice rag jeans.

As I attempted to walk over to the rag jeans, Sarah drew me in and I almost lost my balance.

“What the hell was that for?” I yelled and held her hand for support.

She did not care and whispered, “Did you accept?” She blinked and I laughed at how silly she was. Sarah was older than I was, but she was a crazy somebody.

“No, I didn't. Why should I? I don't even know what he wants from me.” 

“Why didn't you?” I turned to look around her in disbelief, “Yeah, can your dad connect me too? I heard his very much single. My family even wish to sign a contract with his company.” Sarah lowered her voice as she spoke. It was like she did not want anyone to take the opportunity from her. Some ladies around us seem to be interested in what I said. So it upset Sarah, “We need a more private place to talk about all these things.” 

“Okay. I am just so happy that all this will bring Andrey back home. I miss her presence in the house. It is just so lonely.” 

With Andrey's presence, I won't get to follow Sarah so often. It is actually because of the boredom, I followed Sarah around. But I do not dare to utter this to Sarah, else my friendship with her will be tarnished.

Though Sarah was her family black sheep, she was still an astonishing vibe that everyone loves. She is beautiful and has a very girlish lifestyle. And anyone who sees her, considers her a spoiled brait, and in a way she was.

“I miss her too.” Sarah said and walked out, to the next roll. I ran to the rag jeans, they were cool.

I miss Andrey more and want her to come home quick.