3.
REBECCA
How dare this rude thing call my mother such a disgusting name? Who the hell does he think he is that he can say that to my mother?
I know he is mad at me for breaking the statue I picked earlier, but he shouldn’t have involved my mother. She didn’t do anything.
Besides, I am not the only one at fault here.
He is also to be blamed for what happened.
If only he hadn’t opened the door just when I was about to open it and startled me, none of this would have happened.
I know he is upset to see new faces in his house. Even I myself didn’t want to come here in the first place. But my mother had to be mean and she threatened me. If I have my way, I swear to God I will run back home. It is much better than being insulted by a complete asshole or watching my mother betraying my father’s love.
“Did you just hit me?” the tattooed jerk asked as he moved closer to me, almost towering me with his 6’3 height.
I should be scared because he looks so intimidating right now, but I stood my ground, refusing to be moved by his almost choking aura.
“I asked you a question.” he raised his voice at me.
I looked at him dead in the eyes and gave him the answer he wanted to hear.
“Yes I did because you deserve it.”
He let out a sound like a dog growling. I have never heard someone make that sound before. How did he do that? Or does he have a cracked throat?
“Fabio enough.” his dad, Leonardo said.
“No dad. You can’t tell me that. Did you not see what she did?” he pointed at the statue.
“But it was an accident, and she apologized for it. Besides, it is your fault too. You caused her to fall. You insulting her mother and my wife is so uncalled for.”
He rolled his eyes at his own father.
“I am not at fault.” he points at me.
“She is. And you listen to me….” he turned to face me with his brown eyes beaming with fire in them.
“….. you will pay for what you did. This is my warning to both you and your mother, better leave my house or else, I won’t take it likely with you. Get the hell out of my way.”
He pushed me, causing me to fall for the second time before storming off.
Leonardo rushed to my side and helped me up.
“Sorry my dear, about my son. He can be like that sometimes. Even I find it difficult to control that nasty anger of his. You should be careful around him to be on the safe side.” he softly adviced.
Apart from the fact that he married my mother, which I am still not in support of, I still feel deep down that he is a good person.
Unlike his rude jerk of a son, who is so annoying and an asshole.
I can tell Leonardo is trying to make me comfortable around him so I can accept him.
But unfortunately for him, I can’t change the way I see him. I can not accept him as my stepfather, neither can I be able to accept anyone as my stepfather.
“I will go to my room now.” I excused myself and went back to the room which was given to me by the kind old butler.
As I lay on the queen sized bed, my mind went back to that rude son of Leonardo.
He has a really nasty temper, which I don’t know if I can be able to keep up with it.
Although he is sort of a hot guy. I mean, if I had met him in a completely different circumstance, I might have a huge crush on him because he looks like my type.
His height is so perfect, making me look short although am 5’3, his straight and pointed nose, those brown eyes that was filled with so much anger, his sharp jaw, his broad chest which made his shirt so fitted, his shinning black hair which falls gracefully on his shoulders, his soft shaped lips which might taste really ni……………
“REBECCA ARE YOU INSANE!!!!!”
I screamed out aloud as I startled myself with my thoughts.
I can’t be describing that jerk like that. He is my enemy, and I must never, ever, fall for my enemy.
Not only is he my enemy but also my stepbrother in papers. It’s a sin to harbour such sinful thoughts about him.
I need to do something to take my mind off him. I can’t be accommodating such unholy thoughts about him.
I stood up and began to unpack my bags to keep me busy.
Knock! Knock!!
I turned and stared at the door as it opened, and my mother walked in.
“I see you are unpacking. Do you need help with that?” she asked.
“I am fine. Why don’t you go back to ‘your husband’?” I made sure she knew I was being sarcastic.
I am still mad at her for forcing me to be here.
“Becky come on now, mummy is sorry. I know you aren’t comfortable being here, but with time, you will adjust properly, and you will be happy again.”
I stared at her blankly.
“Do I look like I can be happy in this house or in this place? You made me leave the only place I belong, don’t expect me to be happy again. Besides, you clearly saw how your husband’s son acted earlier. He called you names because he doesn’t want us here. Why don’t we just leave and go back home and be happy together?” I questioned.
“I am not going back. I love Leonardo, and I will do all I can to make his son love me back.”
I almost rolled my eyes to her delusional thoughts.
“You aren’t dealing with a kid but a full grown adult. It won’t be easy to change him, mum.”
I said, hoping she listened to me for once and agreed that we could go back home already.
“I have my ways, Becky. Don’t worry about me. Mummy will be fine. I just came to see how you are doing. I need to go back to my husband.”
And that was it. She left me alone in my bedroom to go and see ‘her husband’.
This can not continue, I must find a way for us to leave this house.
The earlier we leave, the better for me not to face that crazy and annoying jerk ever again.
I wish he could just disappear because I never crossed paths with him ever again.
My door opened with a loud bang, causing me to jump in fright.
The same person I just prayed not to see again walked in angrily.
“Pack your things and leave this room. You can stay anywhere but not this room.”
“Why?” I asked him, wondering why I should listen to him.
“Because you don’t deserve to be here.” he answered.
“Well, for your information, listen to me carefully because I am going to say it once. I. AM. NOT. LEAVING. THIS. ROOM.”
His eyes suddenly did something that made me feel so terrified.
It turned gold like an animal eyes. This isn't normal at all. I have never seen anyone whose eyes suddenly change like that.
I whispered slowly.
"What the hell are you?"