We had already started screwing this up and the fact that the entire Mckenzie family, from Mr Mckenzie to his wife and to that strawberry blonde haired Frederick were all here, made it even all the more unsettling for me.I glanced at Alexander and wondered what was wrong with him. He was the one who begged to act normal and not make anyone know that anything was wrong and yet he was the one dodging my hand and walking ahead of me like I didn't exist."Good afternoon, Mr and Mrs Mckenzie, and Welcome to the Weekend Show! I'm your host, Shay Ning, and it is a pleasure having you both here today!" The Interviewer started to speak, and up came my fake smiles and wide eyes of feigned excitement.Fortunately, Alexander could cooperate by quipping a bit of a smile too."How are you feeling today, Mr Mckenzie?" She asked Alexander."Good," He answered promptly. "I'm well. What about you?""Nice of you to care to ask, I'm great AND excited to have you here with your lovely wife! She is even p
The moment that the Interview ended and it was indication that I was free to get the hell out of here, I couldn't have been more relieved.I had accepted that Darlene was not going to talk to me, or at least pretend like we were on good terms with me in public. I felt it coming, I knew that she would no be able to contain herself. The little I had found out about Darlene, she was not a very discreet person when it came to hiding her feelings. I liked that about her easily, but now it made me worried, thinking she would slip up where or when she was not supposed to.Just like how she did during the Interview.Again, I knew her to be a very smart woman so I was grateful when she proved that fact by covering up the mess that she started. I only wondered how far that went t conceal the truth, if people bought it, I'd my father would buy it. And in case of the future — if I could live this one out — how easy would it be to keep covering up our slip ups in public?I was very skeptical about
DARLENEAfter the Interview, me and Alexander had part ways.To be honest, I was not much interested in keeping this act any longer especially after an exhausting hour of fake smiling and holds and shit, so the moment it was declared to be over, I got up, took my purse with me and started to go out of the studio.His family was at the other end of the room, and hopefully, they would not see us. My guess was that they had stepped out already. And for the members of the studio: the host, Shay, and the crew, I was little to nil interested in continuing to act in front of them. Whatever they deduced from my relationship with Alexander, that was their business.As I walked off, the first thing I did was to open the Internet. Lately, I had been doing that a whole lot. Because I had found that even if I did not have an active account that people knew me by, I had some dump account which I didn't know the password of, saved in my phone, and with that, I had been getting all the details of how
ALEXANDERMy father stood at the other end of the Hallway, staring down at me and Frederick with eyes that held no atom of emotion.Zero emotion. Usually the man was difficult to read, but with careful looks, I could pick out a flash or hunt of emotion in those dark eyes. But now, none of that could even be seen.Frederick, who I thought had already gone by now, adjusted his stance behind me. It was no surprise to me how much our dad's strong aura and fierceness was enough to make a person want to 'buckle up'. It was only natural. If I was not so used to being in this kind of uncomfortable situation with him, I would have been shaking too.However, for a long time now, it has been hard for me to feel fear. Not of death, not of my father either, who was scarier than death."Son," He called me."Yes, Father." I answered.He spoke no more as he fell into steps, his hands stuffed in the darkness of his pockets as he made his way towards me.Quietly, I stood there and waits for him to reac
ALEXANDERHis eyes blazed with fire and brimstone they set on me as though he were about to shoot lazers from them.Whatever boldness I still had to stay on my feet, it shook me. I stood there and took it all in, the venom, the darkness, the anger that blazed in his eyes as he looked at me, after my little confession."What?" He spoke, his voice was cold and deep. Chilly. It sent chills crawling down my spine, but I somehow still stood my ground and looked him dead in the eyes, unmoved. This man could have whipped out a gun and shot me dead. But for some reason, I was barely fazed. Barely. I would say barely because I still did feel the impact of his glare."We could take about this at home," My mother had to step in, her voice in resistance as she stepped in between me and my father. "Alexander, go."I didn't.She came in between me and my dad, her hands in between us as she closed the distance between us and further pulled us apart from each other in an attempt to salvage the situat
DARLENEThat Night, for some reason, was unexpectedly more awkward than the others.I couldn't seem to understand.Whether it was because a part of me was not ready to take to my usual behavior every night — picking up my things to look for a guest room to be in. And he, following suit after me, feeling guilty to sleep in the bedroom when I was not there, while I was sleeping like a 'visitor' in his home, then further proceeding to go find somewhere else, anywhere else, to sleep in. As far as it was not on the Master's Bedroom bed.But tonight, I wasn't sure if I wanted to sleep in a different room. I hated that I couldn't explain why to myself.What I even hated more was the fact that, because of my little confusion, all it got me was me and Alexander stuck in one room.And the man did not even look perturbed.Not even in the slightest.It seemed like to him, having to sleep in this room with me was not in any way affecting him. It surprised me how he couldn't even pretend to be take
"I want to sleep in the Bedroom tonight."Did he hear me?It didn't seem like he did.Alexander was at the drawer when I had made that statement and even though I wasn't looking at him, I could tell right off that he was covering up for the night.I didn't even bother to react, as though I had noticed him pretend to be deaf. I played the same game with him, kept my mouth and shut and went back to my business.Because, cool. It was even better this way. This silence. Since hewanted to be the one ignoring me now. Absolutely cool."So, is that why you have been folding those clothes for the past three hours?"My head shot up immediately he said that, my eyes jamming directly with his back, glaring daggers."W-What do you mean by that?" I fired him questioningly.I heard him chuckle, even though his back was turned to me. His shoulders quaked with a little laugh and I just stared at his back while at it. Because I failed to understand what was funny."Darlene," He said my name as he shook
I woke up the next morning and Alexander was nowhere to be found.A part of me was unsettled for a second, but another part of me wanted to conclude that he was in the bathroom. But after waiting about half an hour, I didn't see him or anything that looked like him.That subtle unsettlement in me quickly turned into Worry.I got downstairs in my PJs and started to walk around the house, to and fro, navigating from one end to the other as I subtly went in search of him. But the only faces that I met with were the familiar faces of butlers and maids and helpers and cooks and I walked around the entire place, searching in vain, like a damsel in distress."Maybe you should have just called though?"I stopped when that voice came behind me. That familiar voice of which I knew who it belonged to."Well, Alexander, try to let people know when you're going to—"Huh?I had only realized it so that it was not Alexander, when I looked back."Frederick?" I frowned."Flesh and Blood," He grinned b