The next day was a very long morning for me. It felt like the day was dragging and it was only 7 a.m..I think Ben was unsure of my new friend and her different life style. He had asked me if Rebecka was going to be around alot before he even finished his coffee. I honestly didn't know how to answer him because I didn't know. We hadn't planned anything when she left last night but, that's the thing with that family. You don't know. They have the habit of just showing up. I just told him I wasn't sure, she was a new friend and I had liked the company while I was home all day alone. That's the best I could really give him. He didn't say anything but I couldn't help but to wonder why. I didn't think she was all that bad. She was respectful and polite. Just a little on the wild side because she didn't have a care in the world. I mean, if I had brothers like hers I wouldn't have a care in the world either. Nothing would happen to her because everyone is scared of Ricky and Damien is not only their brother but also his second hand man. So nine times out of ten if Damien is there, so is Ricky. I miss him. Is that weird? That I'm a married woman and miss a man who is attracted to me? Yes, that's definitely weird. I shouldn't be missing him. I should be missing my husband. Even though he has just left I should still miss him. Not Ricky. But Maybe I will go there today. Instead of waiting for Rebecka. I think I will. I'm going to do my cleaning up which will only take an hour, Then I will shower and get ready. But what if Rebecka isn't there? I can't stay there if she isn't there. The best I can do is try I guess.
Finally finished everything, showered and ready to go. It's almost 10:30 am so hopefully Rebecka is awake or still home. She seems like she gets up early but maybe that's just sometimes or when she has stuff to do. By the time I get there it will be about 11 since I'm walking. Maybe a little after. I still can't shake Ricky's face out of my head. Hopefully he's there. I just want to see him. I don't even have to talk to him, just see him. Why am I like this? What does this even mean? I shouldn't be thinking this way.
Once I reached the upper side I see a woman just glaring at me. But why? I don't think I know her. She's looking at me as if I had killed her dog. Maybe because I'm not dressed as pretty as her? She probably knows I'm not from this side but I think I've seen her before. Actually I have seen her before now that I think of it. Anytime I was at Ricky's she's been hanging around outside. Even when I was with Rebecka by the pool I saw her glaring at me. I forgot I was even staring at her until she yelled to me.
"Can I help you with something?" She said snob like.
"No, sorry I just thought you looked like someone I know. Just had to get closer before I realized you weren't her." I replied as politely as I could. Kindness is better then being nasty. Besides if you actually want to piss someone off that hates you, kindness is better. Makes it worse.
"Clearly I'm not. I wouldn't be cought anywhere near you. " She laughed back. That was a jab at my wardrobe. I just laughed and kept walking. I'm not here to make enemy's. I'm here for Ricky. No. Rebecka. Well. I'm here to look at Ricky and talk to Rebecka. I wonder how she would feel about me having feelings for her brother? She doesn't always seem to fond of him. She actually kind of seems like she hates him. Rebecka never wants him around, or hanging out with us. She seems to get pretty mad if he's in the same house as us. But considering they live together I don't know why. Is there something she knows that I don't? I almost want to talk to her about it but I don't want her thinking I'm only her friend to get to her brother. Maybe I should tell her and say I just wanted to clear the air about it, she knows I knew him already. Rebecka was the one who answered the door when I was going to ask about the dress. That's how we became friends in the first place. Did she become my friend because she thought I didn't want anything to do with her brother? I hope she wouldn't care if I had feelings or not, I mean I am married. It's not like Ricky and I are even going to get close enough or left alone to do something stupid right? So why not just tell her.
I finally reach their steps. It feels like it took forever with so much going through my head. I didn't even check to see if their cars were here. I didn't even notice. I turn around to look at the street and see only one car. But which car is it? They have the same car literally. I need to memorize the license plates so I can tell them apart. But it doesnt hurt to try to find out who is home. I sigh and go up to knock on the door. Before I could even knock the door opens. Ricky is standing right in the doorway staring at me. He grins.
"Hello gorgeous." He says with his devilish smirk.
"Uh- Hey." Was all I could make come out of my mouth. Hey? What the hell is hey? He laughs a little.
"Would you like to come in?"
"Is Rebecka here?" She probably isn't, considering there is only one car here. But I keep my hopes up in case maybe Damien went somewhere and not her.
"No, I'm actually going to join her, but if your here that's my perfect excuse to get out of it." The devilish grin gets bigger.
"Uhm, no that's okay, but since your going to see her could you tell her that I was here for her?"
"Sure. Get in the car Ill give you a ride home" I don't even argue. I wanted to see him in the first place, but I also didn't want to be alone with him. His driver and probably Damien will be in the car so perfect. I go to get in the back seat of the car but as I open the door, Ricky pushes it closed.
"I'm actually driving, My driver took Rebecka and Damien. I had a few things to do before I joined them. So you can sit in the front today." I gulped and just looked at him. He laughed and opened the front passenger door for me. So I got in. I can feel my heart beating fast and I'm starting to sweat. My nerves are so high.