Claus' Pov
"How do I look? "A voice asked as I peered through the magazine I was holding as I was holding and I was fixated on a girl emerging from the dressing room.
"Wow," I breathed as she smiled .
"You look..... "
"Different? "
"Yeah different and sexy"I complimented as I saw a smile blush on her face. well she definitely deserved it she looked nice rocking it in that black denim jacket.
"we should go, my father doesn't have much patience and I've kept him waiting for a long time.
"I more like reminded myself ,knowing the old man would be furious by now.
"Sure, " Monica acquinced and stepped outside while I paid for the bills. when I went out she was already in the car waiting for me. I looked around , checking for anyone who might have been following us.
Satisfied, I stepped inside the car.
"what were you looking for? "She asked me . checking if we were being followed. Maya frowned "followed ?"she looked through the window. "Why would someone follow us ?"
you know considering thrives and burglars, I mean am rich.. and..
I stared at her intrigly "and what? "And enemies"she shrugged "you know business enemies"Enemies you make during making transactions who'll want nothing but to end you...such competitors who.. "
" I know those business enemies are Monica "I stated firmly loving her cute blabbering.
She paused for a while "Oh true" She gave me a strained smile " of course you know why wouldn't you know ? You are smart ,intelligent and would always know Wait a minute, am I blabbering "Yeah a little or more than a little? she sighed pressing her temple"
I tend to talk slot when am nervous it's a disease an incurable one. "
I stared at her for a while not getting why she was nervous
it was not like the old man was going to hurt her neither would Tina without my permission.
"What? "
"Huh?"
" Why are you staring at me like that." Monica asked me leaving me short of words . I couldn't tell her I was in owe of her beauty. She was a sight for sore eyes. Even though I wanted us to just be platonic about it.
"Nothing ummm I was just thinking came my reply... she looked away. without her noticing I looked at her wondering why she was nervous when other girls could have killed it for such an opportunity.
"If you keep staring at me like that you might build a hole in my head... "
"Why ate you nervous, I blurted out without thinking .Why was I this way? I couldn't stop thinking, I was never like this with the others. I never bothered myself with their lives or was it what I was feeling for her.
"Excuse me? "
"What's making you feel like this Monica?"
I asked staring at her as she stared at me back , for a while I saw fear flicker those eyes.
"I'm scare she murmured. "
"Scared of what? "
"Scared of being a failure all my life I never exceeded in anything "
she laughed softly but I could see sheer pain beneath her laugh.
"Even if I was good at it I never succeeded as much as my sister did, I guess that's why she was the better one. I guess that's why Evans Kings cheated on me.
"wait, how do you know he cheated on you"
I pretended to be interested in her past relationship with this, Evans guy but deep inside me I knew I was jealous on how that guy had so much influence on her. I wanted her to be like that with me. Deep down I knew that's what I wanted even though I couldn't accept it.
"Imagine that prick couldn't even get the decency of taking shower after meeting his hoes he came to my house smelling the perfume of another lady"
"Are you sure you are not overreacting , maybe it's a new fragrance on him. Maybe it was a new perfume he had on. "
"Don't even try and defend him , of course it was from another woman, of course he was from one his hoes. It was Chanel and I knew it cause I had that type of perfume earlier before I upgraded. "
Monica retorted as if I was going to disagree with her.
"It's okay, you need to calm down am not him. "
"I was eighteen when I moved out and it was after I got my scholarship, I love my parents and I go to see them every time I like anyway though they love my sister more than me. "
"That was so brave. "
"I discovered I was not the legitimate child of my father, that my mum was r***d in her way home and I was a result of that. It is bad enough that they are having a divorce and he is not even my father. "
"Oh god" I groaned as I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her. She hugged me so tight as if she was holding for dear life as she cried her heart out.
How did withstand all this . I knew she wasn't faking it cause you couldn't cry like that for two hours if you were faking it , without ruining her makeup.
I held her face in my palm focusing on her gaze on mine.
"Monica you are not a failure, you are the most beautiful amazing person I have encountered, and trust me I have seen alot of people and encountered them. " I tried encouraging her but she chuckled nervously.
"You are just saying that to make me stop crying "
" And is it working? " I asked.
"A little... "
I smiled. "I meant everything I said Monica and I think you just need to take things slowly waiting for your time to shine and trust me when I tell you that something is coming sooner or later. "
she smiled back to me as she wiped away her tears. "I guess I'll have to believe you.
Immediately , a huge frown appeared on her face. I've ruined my make up and your dad would think that you beat me and forced me to come .