"You scared me!" I whispered, staring baffled at the chef.
He was already down, grabbing the papers and apologizing over and over. The chills that had washed down my body were still there from thinking in those first split seconds that it was Ian standing in front of my door. Quickly, I gathered the rest of the papers and carefully took the others from the chef.
His apology came again, and this time, I had to nod in his direction and ignore my impromptu-scared feelings for a while to smile at him and show him that it was fine. My racing heart had slowed, and I had the time to gather my breath again, but once again, the chef stopped me as I tried to m
"So…" Brian filled his cheeks with the milky coffee and swallowed it down. He was avoiding my gaze, and he sure as hell knew why. He would only glance at me for a second and look back to Tracy or his cup of coffee while he tried to set a casual atmosphere.I had never felt more discomforted and paranoid in my whole life. Especially with Tracy. This was an entirely weird and opposite thing with us, but maybe it would do me good to start with not shifting the blame to Brian. It was all me.Our sitting position was a single couch for each of us in a close semi-circle, with the coffee table in the middle.
The loud honking of a car downstairs traveled through my ears, causing me to open my eyes as I stared into the rays flooding in from the window. My room was quiet. The breeze was soothingly generous. And it was morning. Feeling so tired, I sank back into my pillow and groaned. I already recalled all of the events of the previous evening, and I felt the ache in my heart.When I remembered that I had just heard a honk, I swiftly sprung off the bed and found myself by the window. Most times, I liked to watch him drive away to work, and I had no idea why. I was right on time to see the car that Ian drove move through the electronic gate and then out of sight before the gates slowly slid close.
"I know. I regret it too," Tracy said. She chuckled into her straw and made a face as she looked around the wild, buzzy room.My laughter made its ending round while I nodded alongside and looked for the millionth time towards Brian, who was twerking his butt—very weirdly—under the spotlight in the center of the room.The lights flashing around the walls were many colorful ones. There was pop music playing from the speakers. And the only attendees of this were me, Tracy, Brian, and a few other guys who were his friends and in charge of the music. This was Brian's idea of a ‘makeup get-together.’
I opened the door and crept inside in order not to wake anybody up, climbing the stairs to my room. I was started by a voice saying, "Hope you had a nice time."I paused and turned back to see Ian seated on the sofa, busy with his laptop. How come I didn't notice his presence?I got down slowly, as if counting my steps. "Sorry, I got back late; I had to spend some time with my friends''"Iris, you don't have to apologize. Do whatever makes you happy. I am glad you are getting back on your feet and leaving the past behind." His voice was soft and calm, sending goosebumps to my skin.I opened my mouth to speak, but the words were hard to come out, so I closed it back, nodding my head and running up the stairs to my room.I shut the door quietly behind me and leaned on it, facing the entire room. I felt a mixed feeling that I didn't know about when tears rolled down my cheeks.Why is all this happening so that I feel relaxed with Ian? How do I tell him that the river driver who drove his
I couldn't have felt any better if Brian and Tracy weren't helping me make some investigations.I really feel like going back to my profession in full because I am really missing out.This taxi cab doesn't seem to be fast. I wouldn't want Ian to return home before me. There was lightning from the sky that shone directly into my eyes; I guess it was about to rain.Before I could blink my eyes, there were droplets on the window. I relaxed and watched as the droplets formed in different shapes.The rain was so heavy that I couldn't see humans on the streets any more. It was at this point that the driver knew he was going to drive fast.I could barely see the road, and so I wondered how the driver was seeing clearly. My fear was that I could easily locate my destination."Please don't forget where I told you that I would stop."The driver didn't respond to me, which was very disrespectful. I felt terribly awkward. Was that how he was supposed to treat his customer? I wish I had called Ian
I went into my room quietly and sat down on my bed. I wondered why Ian didn't say a word. So that means he truly has a child with her.The door handle was shaking, and I knew that someone wanted to come into the room. I waited till I heard a knock on my door.I dragged my feet towards the door and opened it. I was aware it would be Ian, and I was correct."Iris, can I come in?"I made way for him to enter my room without saying a word."You look cold. I thought you would have come inside my room to sleep.""Your room? No, I can't. I am comfortable here.""Are you sure?""Yes, I am alright here.""You have been silent and cold the moment she talked about a child; do you believe what she said?"I don't know what to say to him at this moment. I have yet to hear the full story, so
It was as if Ian wanted to release a bomb, because I still don't understand why he exhaled so deeply that I could see his chest rising and falling.Maybe I was right in the first place. He must have had a child with her, so what am I still doing here?"Alright, I called. We are here together because of the whole situation at hand now, and I want to clear the hot atmosphere."What are all these long sermons for? Ian should go straight to the point. My patience is running out.Ian quickly turned to Claire and said, "You came here on purpose, and definitely it was because of my wealth. The child is not mine.""Huh? How can you say that? Why would you deny your own seed, Ian?""There is no need to banter words with you. I have no energy for that. Yesterday, you broke the news of having a child for me, and I was quiet because I had to do my resear
Ian I feel like I am losing something. How do I make Claire leave my house? I don't deny the fact that she was once my girlfriend, but I don't know what she has planned.Iris tapped me on the shoulder and got me startled."Here," she handed a glass of Vodka alcoholic liquor."Thanks,"I followed her behind to know where she was going, and we got to the grass like an umbrella shade and sat down."I want us to talk."I stopped my drink and nodded my head in approval of her going ahead."I am all ears.""I don't know anything about your past. Can you please tell me your story?"I never expected her to bring the matter up, but there was nothing to hide."I know you want to know about Claire, and I will tell you."