Colliding Rulers

Report (2)

Third Person's P.O.V

"Is this it?" Joshua asked when they arrived at the gate where security was tight. Gevia giggled.

"Not yet,"

The gate opened and Gevia drove inside. They pass by trees and a park on the other side.

"An animal park? I thought we were going to your house?" Joshua naively asked.

"We are." Gevia answered nonchalantly, not thinking much of Joshua's surprised tone. Gevia drove peacefully.

Joshua took a few seconds before analyzing things through. It didn't take long for him to want to facepalm himself.

How could I have been so clueless?

"Wait, this is already inside your premises?" Joshua asked, just wanting to make sure. An answer was very much needed to quench Joshua's rich kid's trivia. Nothing else would have mattered at the moment, not even their project. The project totally slipped Joshua's mind, being overruled by Gevia's house.

Joshua couldn't believe what he had asked. He thought it was only possible in movies. Spacious places and a center at either at the center of the entire space or at the end. Joshua wasn't able to hear what Gevia answered. He mentally prepared a list inside his head, ready to blow his mind.

The trees were already a check on his list. The park was an addition to his list. He made a mental note to himself. The car slowly accelerates towards an unknown destination. Joshua noticed the car as well. Gevia rode at least three different cars to school. Joshua expected a lot more cars in their garage.

Joshua saw a roundabout with a big fountain in the middle. Joshua couldn't help but gulp. Another check on his list. He wasn't expecting the roundabout. Another addition to his list. As they continued to move forward, the trees looked more aligned. Everything was cleaner and clearer.

"Here we are."

Gevia parked the car a few meters from a long rectangular pool. The pool was on the list but Joshua didn't expect the pool to be a decoration. But that was besides the case. The house right before Joshua was humongous and looking majestic. The place looked dignified and is nothing like the stereotypes that Mafia Bosses own.

"Uh,"

"Let's go inside."

Gevia led the way inside. Both of them, after many steps, were already inside the big house. Joshua felt like his steps were screaming dirt. The white porcelain floor was pricier than his kidney sold. He gulped, overwhelmed was what he was feeling at the moment. He let his eyes wander around the spacious premises that Gevia calls 'house'.

Every corner had luxurious decorations. The ceiling had a chandelier. Everything was in its own place. To Joshua, it looked like the place was a museum and not a house. He stopped his eyes from roaming around as he settled down with thoughts such as;

So this is where she comes home every day.

She's so used to places like these that I think, if she were to be left alone in the forest, she wouldn't survive.

"Please, don't believe all of this." Gevia chuckled, knowing already what was running through Joshua's mind. It was painted all over his face. Gevia knows the stereotypes people have when it comes to the offspring of Mafia bosses.

Gevia always hated stereotyping. There were some that were true, but those that weren't true were really far from the truth. Like how easy and happy it was to be born as an offspring of a mafia boss. Of course, Gevia can't deny the fact that it was dirty, but rewarding at the same time.

"What do you mean?" Joshua asked, unsure of what to think about what Gevia said.

"I don't always stay here. Let's go."

Gevia led the way to her room. The maids and butlers were surprised to see Gevia bringing a friend over. As they all know, Gevia was someone that was so hard to be with. They were astonished to find Gevia so calm. Her hospitality was over the roof. It was a new sight to see for everyone else.

"Where do you go?" Joshua pressed on.

"Hmm? Daddy sometimes takes me to wherever he is going."

"Like England and s**t?" Joshua asked. Gevia giggled.

"Yeah, but he'd throw me off somewhere that I don't know."

Joshua blinked, unable to process what Gevia had just said.

"Excuse me, what?" Gevia giggled as she rounded up the corner.

There were so many doors with no labels. Joshua's mind was racing, thinking that they were actually torture rooms inside this beautiful place. He tried to be as quiet as possible, wanting to catch some muffled screams of agony and pain, but he couldn't hear them. He wanted to laugh at himself, but that wasn't the case.

His eyes kept moving left and right, waiting for something to happen. An assassination. A booby trap. Anything.

"He wants me to survive on my own without any help. He knows the business that he got himself into. He's afraid that maybe one day, someone will kill him and I will be left alone to fend for myself." Gevia was letting out harsh words without censorship. It is easy for her to say all sorts of things, like death and being alone.

"Are you not scared?" Joshua just had to ask. The level of complacency in Gevia's voice was not something to be shrugged off.

"I am. Who wouldn't be? He's the only family I have got. If he dies, I'm going to wage war, especially against Alejandro. We're here."

Gevia opened the door. The walk was pretty far for Joshua. The rooms were still a mystery to him. He couldn't stop his mind from thinking about all the worst-case scenarios, but he trusted Gevia. He was willing to bet his life on Gevia.

Gevia opened the door. There was no creaking sound, much to Joshua's surprise. All the doors in his life would creak. That was always present. The room was spacious enough to be called a small house. There was a flat screen TV attached to the wall with a complete set of sofa opposite of where it was.

Joshua also noticed the huge glass window covered curtain. The big refrigerator is sitting at the other end of the room. Joshua saw the walk-in closet and another closed door, which he assumed to be Gevia's personal bathroom. The carpet, the ceiling, the windows and the TV all shined with cleanliness. He gulped in awe.

"Woah," the room smelled like Gevia and it wasn't strong to Joshua's nose. He liked it. The room's purple and white color combination screamed home to Joshua. Unlike superficial wannabes, Gevia was legit.

"I designed it myself," Gevia said proudly.

"You have a good sense of style. I'm so envious." Joshua said, still looking around and slowly taking baby steps inside the room.

Joshua also saw the gaming set-up that Gevia had. Joshua giggled.

"You play games?" Gevia blushed.

"I do. Pfft," Gevia rolled her eyes and went ahead and turned on her personal computer. The CPU was lit up, highlighting running colored water though the outlines of the CPU.

"We can type our report here after we're finished."

"Alright, let's get started then."

The two started brainstorming, before actually writing down what their draft was. Hours passed by and they finally were satisfied with their draft. Gevia was fast at typing. She was the one that typed everything in just a couple of minutes. Joshua watched Gevia's fingers effortlessly type away.

Once both of them were done, they decided to take a break before eating dinner. They were chilling on Gevia's sofa, eating muffins, when Joshua decided to ask.

"Gevia, where's your garage? Swimming pool? Oh! Uh, I don't mean to sound so rude, and I know I sound so disgusting talking about stereotypes, but you know."

Gevia laughed, surprised that Joshua asked bluntly.

"Well, it's an underground garage and we have three pools. One for decoration, the one you saw in front. The other one is at the back and the other one is on the rooftop."

"Well, that's a lot nicer than what I had in mind. Wow."

"You want to see?" Joshua shook his head.

"Nah, I'm good. Actually, walking from outside to here was quite tiring. I can't believe I'm feeling as if I walked through the entire day." Joshu giggled to himself, hearing himself say that made him think that he sounded like an old man.

"Alright. Well, I think dinner should be ready. Let's go eat."

"I just ate muffins though." Joshua pouted, patting his stomach.

"You eat so little."

Joshua shrugged.

"Well. Anyway, who's Alejandro?"

Gevia wasn't sure what to think. She never thought that somebody out there didn't know Alex's father. Especially since Alenjandro was more brutal than Dave.

"Alex's father."

"Oh, I didn't know about her father."

"Really? I'm more surprised that you know mine and not hers."

"Eh, well, I don't know." Joshua answered honestly.

"Honestly?" asked Gevia. Joshua nodded as a response.

"Alright then."

The two talked about how everything seemed to change when the other came into their lives. They were laughing at themselves for thinking that they would be alone for the rest of their lives. Each talks about their own experiences discreetly without having to expose everything. They didn't realize how late it was until Joshua's mother called him.

Gevia told Joshua's mother that they were going to eat dinner before Gevia drove him home. Joshua's mother said it was okay out of fear from Gevia's father. After they ate dinner, Gevia told the maids to wrap all of the remaining food and put it inside her car.

"You really don't have to." Joshua was ready to cry, happy that they wouldn't have to worry about food for the next day.

"It would go to waste. It's better in your hands."

"What about your father? Won't he eat?" Gevia shook her head.

"Joshua, he won't be coming home for the next three days. Don't worry too much, okay? He's an old man, he can cook for himself." Gevia and Joshua shared a laugh.

"Alright. Thank you."

Gevia drove Joshua home. Gevia didn't bother to go inside Joshua's home because it was already so late at night and that she was sleepy. Joshua thanked Gevia a lot more times before letting Gevia drive off. When Joshua came home, Joshua told his mother about what Gevia had given them. Joshua's mother couldn't help but cry.

"She's an angel," Joshua's mother said.

"The best part was that I didn't feel like she was pitying me," Joshua cried to his mother.