Desperately into you

CHAPTER 23

"You brat, get in." I let out a weak laugh when I saw his face grimace as he looked at me with that scowling look.

"What? come on, smile for at least three seconds,!" I convince him with a smirk on my lips while I'm pointing the camera at him. I was standing beside him, while he was inside the car.

" I said, get in." He says in that so deep manly voice that made my smile wider.

"Aye, aye! frosty!" I chanted as I run beside the car's door and got inside. I heard him hissed when he heard me calling that way again, he's just so hot when he looks grumpy!

"OMG! we're matchy-matchy, Viel!" I exclaimed as I looked at what he was wearing and mine, he was wearing black pants and a black shirt, the same black as mine.

"Tone down your voice," He said. he's already driving and as usual, I can stare at him freely, he's not saying anything though, I sit properly and put the little pink box on my lap, He noticed it but of course just like always, he didn't bother to ask anything, silents as always.

" You're close with Simon?" I asked all of a sudden as I look at him, I'm asking the same question that I had asked Simon last time.

His forehead knotted as he jerked his head to glance at me.

" You know him?'' He asked in a serious tone while his thick brows lifted a bit.

"Ah, a friend? and he's your cousin right?" I mumbled. well, I'm not friends with him. " You didn't answer me, are you close to him? my father told me that last night, you were with your cousin, so that's why I'm just asking. " I said.

He looks like wondering what the heck if he's close to him or not.

"Why? you're crushing on him?" He asked with an uninterested voice before he focused his eyes on the road. I chuckle at his remarks, crush? no, It's not to Simon, I'm crushing on you, Viel.

I fix the jacket that I'm wearing and shook my head.

"No," I said while chuckling, maybe he's thinking that I'm crushing on his cousin.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" I asked again when he didn't say anything after that,

I pouted while looking at him, we are near to that old house, Good thing I bring my essentials here, my spare clothes and such.

"Viel? frosty?" I called him, But I got nothing, I don't think that he's an introvert or something, he has this No-nonsense approach attitude as I observe. " Hey, old man." I teased. I laughed loudly when slowly his gorgeous face crumpled in annoyance. He turned and those beautiful different color eyes pierced my soul as they darted at me.

"You brat," he snaps at me.

" Hey, how many times did I tell you that I'm not a brat! I'm just asking if you have a girlfriend?"

maybe he has and they just kept it private? since he's a secretive person. But just the thought of that hurts me and I don't know why.

"Then, it's none of your business." He answered nonchalantly. I snorted and look away, It's hard to get a good answer from him.

He parked the car in front of the house. I get out of the car and walked straight to the door, while he went to close the gate. I just left the box of brownies in his car together with my backpack. And maybe later I would roam around to take some pictures of this house.

"Let's start!" I said lively when I saw him follow me inside the house, I grab the broom and started to do my things, I can't believe that I'm already enjoying doing this, I got used to the dusty corners that we haven't done cleaning yet, it does not irritate me anymore.

I watched Viel, silently arranging those things in their places so I decided to ask him the question that I forgot to ask about that night.

" By the way, what's the reason why your car was parked on the road that night?" I asked.

while continuing brooming. It was midnight.

" I went here," his husky voice gives me chills.

" Really?'' I asked. And he simply nodded, I think so. we stayed silent until I moved to the corner and accidentally stepped on a picture frame,

I picked and stared at it, there are two women in the picture, I think one of them was already in her 40s and the other one was in her early 20s. The picture frame was covered with dust and it was slightly fading. This probably took many years ago. I wiped the dust using my thumb to see it clearly. I stared at the young woman in her early 20s in the picture, my forehead creased as I remembered her face, she's the woman in the portrait that was on the wall back in the Bandini's mansion, she's so beautiful she may be the mother of Viel.

"What's that?" A deep voice came from my back. I turned to him while holding the frame and showed it to him. He was confused at first, then he reached it from me and stared at the picture.

I saw how his strict ans serious features soften as he stared at him.

" This is my mother," He said while staring at it.

" She's so beautiful," I complimented. I could see that Viel has a resemblance to his mother. He nodded his head still looking at him lovingly, I could see how he loves his mother and he longed for her.

" What's her name again?" I asked. while I glance at the picture that he was holding.

" Sherra,'' he said shortly and looked at me." Sherra Bandini." he uttered fully.

Sherra, what a beautiful name she had.

" Who's that woman beside her?" I asked and pointed to the old one in the picture. His grandmother perhaps?

" That's her aunt," He answered.

"Ohh, where is she then?" I asked afterward, I was getting curious.

"She was already dead before my mother marry my dad," He explained plainly then he put the frame at the top of the cabinet.

"Okay,'' I said. Now I understand that this was once his mother's abode, Mrs. Bandini must be just a simple woman I can say.

"You guys never pay a visit here? since before? how about your father?" I showered him questions again, he shouldn't leave me hanging, I'm badly curious about his family background.

I saw Viel sigh exaggeratedly, as he looked at me while frowning, his dirty blonde hair was tied up, and what else I can say aside from a jaw-dropping Greek god in the flesh?

" My father forbids mom to come back here okay?" he implied and turned my back on me, but because I was born to get whatever I want so I followed behind him.

" But why?" I asked stubbornly,

He's looking at me like he doesn't know what to do to me anymore. I was still holding the broom in my hand while waiting for his response. I was looking up to him since he was towering over me.

" Her aunt committed suicide, okay?" he said in a serious tone, and I was shocked to know about that.

"and my mother got a trauma because of it, that she underwent to so many specialists and therapy just to get rid of it." He stated while looking at me straight in the eyes. " That's why no one pays a visit to this house anymore, but I want to take care of it from now on, I know she'll be happy," he said in a weak voice and walk away as he continue fixing those stuff at the other corner. I was left speechless for a moment before I gain the strength back to continue what I was doing ago.

I look at the stairs, we haven't even checked the second floor of this house, I look around and I noticed that I have already cleaned the floor here on the first floor 'so I think, we can move now to the second. Just after Viel tell me about the history of this house, I don't feel afraid, I'm not scared and there was no ghost here. We shouldn't be afraid of those who are already dead, it's because they were already dead, Instead, we should afraid of those people who are still alive because they could do something to harm us.