Chapter 9
The Family and The Lie
I knocked at her door thrice and again and again but there's no answer. Is she home? It's already quarter to five. Are doctors like this, always coming home late?
I'm wearing a Dolce and she just made me wait outside her door, it's okay though. I don't f*cking care anyway. What if she's not home? I'm busted.
I was about to knock again when the door finally bursted open, revealing a groggy and still sleepy Laura with her bed hair.
I pouted to stifle my laugh and greeted her. "Morning, sleepy head." I raised my hand and wave at her.
"Ha. Ha." She sarcastically laughed and opens her door widely. "Come in, Color." She muttered and leads the way inside her room.
So, she's giving me a nickname right now.
She's wearing her pajamas and sweater. Her hair are standing in their own way as she scratch her head.
I followed inside and closes the door. "May I sit?"
"Sure." Motioning her hand at the couch. "I'm sorry, I'll have to make you wait, but don't worry, I don't take too much time to get ready."
"I don't mind, take your time. I'm too early anyway." I replied as I flop myself at the couch. She smiled at me before turning her back and race upstairs. "D*mn, pretty woman." I muttered in the air.
I pulled my phone out to see that Mother flood me messages and phone calls.
"What the?" 12 missed calls and 23 messages. "She's not that eager to know Laura." I mumbled and open the last message.
Blue, do you know what does she prefer with the food? I don't know what to cook. Reply back. I've sent you enough message, you're not answering my calls!
"How do I f*cking know what kind of food she f*cking loves to eat?" I scratched my brow with my knuckle and exhaled audibly.
I frustratingly adjust myself at the couch and look around. There will be no clue around here, I should ask her later.
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I quickly pulled a loose green floral long sleeved dress that ends up to my knees and pair it with a 2-inch beige strapped wedge.
"This will do." I muttered and wear it as fast and careful as I can. I put a little blush on my cheeks, mascara and pink lipstick to hide my paleness. "Guess the trick is good." I smiled and let my hair loose.
I walked down stairs to see Blue still sitting stiffly at couch. His back is facing mine. His posture reminds me of someone, someone I just lose. Except for the hair and eye color.
All of Blue's features are brown aside from the color of his skin, Ethan has all his Brit character. But their posture, their height and their way of action are the same, almost like they are twin.
"Eth-- Blue." I called for his attention and I succeeded.
His brown eyes found me and curves his heart shaped lips. "Hey." He chuckled and checks me out nakedly. "You look stunning with that dress." He mumbled but enough for me to understand it clearly.
I felt a little shy by his words so I lower my gaze and smile at him. "Well thank you, you're not so bad yourself." He's wearing a casual clothe but that doesn't help him to turn everyone's head and follow him with their eyes.
"Ready?"
I nodded my head and we head outside. There's this awkward silence in between us, I decided to break it to lessen it and give us a little atmosphere.
"Do you know that your name sound so sad?" I asked him as I lean to the side of the elevator and glance at him.
Gush, he's so tall, I could break my neck if I look at him for a long time. Pity me, I didn't got any luck of being taller than flat 5 feet. I look like a little kid compare to his building like height.
He chuckled and looks at me wholly. "Maybe you can give me a nickname?" He raises both of his brows while smiling.
I remembered that I called him Color a couple of times, maybe... "I'll call you Color." I told him and smile at him proudly.
The elevator dings and the door opens. "I like it." He uttered before pulling me by the hand out of the building and lead us to his car.
All that I can react was just a total W-O-W when I saw his car, is he a millionaire or something? A red Lamborghini welcomes me.
"Meet my baby." He even introduced it to me as his baby that made me giggle.
"It's nice to meet your baby, Color." I might wanna ride with his trip, looks like he's good driving it.
When we started the drive, there's another awkward silence in between us. Should I start another conversation with him? He must the one to start chatting with me, he's the guy and I'm a woman. Tsk!
I entertain myself by looking outside from the window and watch the other vehicles rolling their wheels with us and the beautiful scenery of the City.
"What's your favorite color?" At last! He broke the silence.
"White, I'm that boring." I answered and chuckle and he does too with me.
"No, white means purity. That's you." He replied and glance at me.
I instantly felt something wrong in me, I sighed and tighten my lips. "I don't think so." I mumbled.
"Tss... you're saying that because you can't see it for yourself, it's a common problem for everyone." Blue relaxes his hands above his thigh when the stoplight turns red.
"It's not just my own problem, it's everyone's problem. I get a lot of comments from anyone around me. Most of them are... sharp and pointed." I muttered and plays with my fingers.
"You don't have to think about what people say to you, try thinking of being free and do whatever you want. Be yourself." He advised to me and I gave him a smile.
"Thanks." The car accelerates again as green means go. "But I still love color white." I humored to make us laugh and I get to make him laugh.
"F*ck, stop making me laugh or I'll f*cking kiss you." He gabbled before clearing his throat and display his serious face.
"What?" I was dumbfounded while I'm staring at him.
He shook his head and chuckle awkwardly. "I said, stop making me laugh or I'll kiss you." He repeated but this time, it's clearer and confident.
I can't utter any word but I found myself again from flying in the air and just laugh it out. "Are you kidding me?"
"Nah... do I look like I'm that kind of a man who loves to kid around?" He seriously replied to me and glance at me.
