Love And Hate

♧ Chapter Three ♧

Next morning I prepared food for us two. I want to try to work things right with him. I can't disobey my parents. I still have nothing to prove.

I'm setting the food when Drake came. "Breakfast is ready let's eat" I smiled sweetly. "I'm in a hurry I'm going" he said straight. "Wait take this lunch box instead" I insisted. He stared at my hand and said "Please stop pretending to be a good wife to be it won't work on me" my hand left hanging as he walk himself out of the house.

It's okay Monica try harder. I've been doing this for days! I texted Drake to have lunch with me. Dad gave me his number. It's almost time he didn't reply.

Fine. I saw him eating with a girl the same girl I saw last time.

I called his mom to ask his favorite food. I'm out buying the ingredients for the buttered Shrimp recipe I'm going to cook tonight.

All is ready. All I need to do is wait for him. 7,8,9,10,11pm passed by this feels familiar. My stomach is growling mad. I heard a car engene it must be him! I opened the door Drake's tired eyes met mine. "Hi let's have a dinner I cook your favorite food" I'm full.

"Why are you late Drake it's almost 12am" I asked

"Can't you just shut up!" he shouted making me freeze. He walk straight to his room not glancing what I've prepared for him.

I didn't eat the butter shrimp maybe tomorrow he'll eat. Shouting is something I am not used to, I'm hurt deep inside. But at least I need to try working things out.

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Walking peacefully in the building a cold drink spilled in my dress. What.a.good.day! I Stared coldly to the owner guess what it's Drake's girl.

"Aren't you watching where you are going" i glared at her. Employees are now watching us making a scene in here. She glared back

"Oww I'm I thought you're a trash can" she chuckled.

Ofcourse my blood boils I'm no saint. "Excuse me Miss kindly watch your mouth before I lose my cool in front of all the eyes staring at us right now" She's teasing me more! "You ain't looking cool though" she said

"Isabel is it?" I Stared coldly at here. Her mood change after that I can see fear. Bingo gotcha baby. "I guess you know me? Do you want us to talk about you job in our company? We can replace you as soon as possible if I say so" I added. "MONICA!" Drake's angry eyes filled mine. As soon as he got closer to her SHE STARTED CRYING! WTH?!

"You just prove how brat are you. Give your father respect atleast. What a shame!" he throw that words so loud that everyone gasp.

GREAT I am freezing cold letting his words sink in. I walked out of the scene looking like a mess.

I drive my car to the seaside. A lot of things is clouding my mind. It's already 5PM it's getting dark in here. I want to cry but nothing comes out.

I feel so empty. My hair is dancing with the wind. I drink a can beer I bought on my way here. My life is f*ck*d up. It feels good staring at the horizon.

I missed someone. A tear finally scape from my eyes. After years I cried, I'm starting to lose myself again. I promised to them years ago not to lose myself in the process of finding something. I promised to be happy no matter what happen. I promised to stay. So I must. I fix myself after the crying. It feels good.

I found my way to a hotel. Going to the house right now is the last thing I would do. I turn off my phone, a need a break. As much as I don't want to do work tomorrow I have tons of deadlines to run.

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I walk with confidence and glam the next day on my way to the office. I'm wearing a Black dress that hugs my body perfectly. I let my hair down and put a coat in my shoulders to put some fashion. Yeah they are all looking at me. I know, I know I'm too pretty.

The Blue eyed man is on the other way. He stop walking and I walk pass him. That was Smooth Like Butter. Weird that feels good.

I started working on my unfinished task as soon as I sit. In my break time I turn on my phone. I see random messages and missed calls. 30 missed calls 10 messages from Drake. I stop for a bit, then I decided to open his messages.

"Where are you!"

"You are not a child anymore Monica stop acting like one!"

"If you think I'm going to find you beacuse you're not here, then guess what you're wrong!"

"Are you sleeping with the man in the restaurant or the man in the party?"

"I can't believe you are a Premierre"

"You started the comossion earlier now you're angry? unbelievable"

"I thought you're a descent woman"

"You are not"

"What a waste"

"I should have known"

And so on and so forth. His messages makes me numb. Do I look like it? I don't think so. This is exhausting.

"Excuse me Maam Mr. Premierre wants to talk to you right now" dads secretary called me

"I'm coming" don't tell me Drake omaygad I can't believe this!

"Dad--" I was interrupted with a slap. For the first time in my life my Dad did that to me. I froze.

"We didn't raise you to be that kind of girl Monica! What is happening to you!" slowly I look at him.

"I did nothing wrong Dad, you know me better than anyone here" i responded with tired eyes.

He's eyes softened realizing what he did. He reach for my hands, I step back.

"Monica I'm sor--". I left his office.

And their I saw Drake who's about to go to Dad. This man is causing too much pain in me. He look at my face.Oh the print of Dad's hand must be visible because I can feel the burning of my chick.

I look at him blankly.

I'm about to pass by when he grab my arm.

"Where did you go last night" I move away from his grip. "None of your business" I replied