Late Love

Chapter four

“Well, sir I’d like for us to get to know each other properly, Andrew to get to know me and I him” Mr Cole nodded in agreement and my father still looked pretty angry my dad chose that moment to chime in, “you can get to know each other after your wedding” I was about to agree with him but my Mr Cole spoke up, “no friend, she has a point. I’m okay with that” I was surprised and happy I looked up. He continued, “you both will have four weeks, that is a month, to get acquainted with each other and thereafter you can get married. You’ll move into here next week at least with that I could get to know you better as well and we’d have the feel of a woman’s touch in the house he said laughing” that surprised me, that wasn’t how I expected it to go down and I certainly did not want to move in with them. I didn’t like Andrew and I didn’t want to leave my home. But that agreement must have sat well with my father as his expression changed to joy and he and Mr Cole got up to hug and pat each other on the back they were both laughing. “Let’s move to the dining room now shall we?”

No we shan’t! But I couldn’t bring my mouth to move or my voice to ring out. I just resigned to my fate. I noticed Andrew lingering around and he came toward me. “ Howdy housemate,” he said with a smirk on his face. I frowned gravely at him and looked away, I heard him sigh, “does living with me sound that bad?” He continued, “well I’m sorry, you can fulfill my father’s wishes he’s usually very lonely being home alone anyway and you don’t have to worry I’ll stay out of your way besides the occasional getting to know each other” I looked up towards him and he’d lost the smirk his hazel eyes looked sad and resigned I was about to apologize when he turned away and walked away towards the dining room. I felt bad. Especially since I’d noticed him outside the smirk and stupid jokes, he was really handsome. I stood up and approached the dining room as well.

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Dinner went by smoothly. I tried catching his eye all through to apologize to him but he avoided my gaze all through. He left immediately after the meal, and didn't even wait for dessert. I guess I had really pissed him off. Or maybe he really did have a lot of work to get back to in the office. I didn’t have his number so I couldn’t call him and I didn’t know how to ask his dad. It seemed like it would be really awkward. My dad was happy the entire ride back home though my mum on the other hand still maintained that expressionless face. I was really tired though…of it all. Finally, when we got home, I got out of my dress and washed off my makeup, putting on my nightdress which was only a big t-shirt and a light pair of panties. It's the only way I know how to sleep. I usually feel really comfortable in those. I tried going to sleep after but to no avail. I really felt guilty for how what I said made Andrew react. He seemed really down and let down plus the marriage thing and my dad thing and his dad thing. I think I really just had too much on my mind. I wanted to feel a little bit of freedom. I got up from the bed, pulled on my robe and padded down the stairs quietly. Swimming helps me clear my head for a bit. I got to the underground pool area in our house and pulled out of my robe. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and got in the water. I wasn’t scared or anything because I knew my parents would be asleep by now and even if they weren’t they wouldn’t be coming down here. I just swam leisurely in the water but even that couldn’t stop my thoughts from straying towards Andrew. After about twenty minutes of playing in the water and trying to stop thinking so much, I gave up and resigned that I was going to visit Andrew tomorrow and make sure to apologize to him. I got out of the water and back into my clothes and started to silently make my way back into the house.

Andrew's POV

Why is she being tough? I felt a little hurt and her presence and acts towards me kept pissing me off, I just had to leave. The moment I stepped out of the house and got into my car I called Steph. He sounded extremely happy and it was noisy where he was. “Where are you? And why’s it so noisy?” I asked him “oh I’m at the club I wanted to personally handle things myself today, you know, to ease my boredom” Steph owned a club. It wasn’t too big and it wasn’t too small. It was a fun club with every necessary amenity. “How's your dinner with your future wife going and how come you have the time to call me? You sound angry, what's up?” He asked me. “I left already. I’m coming over” I said to him, hanging up. I sped over to the club thinking it would be great to have some drinks.

The moment I got there I got down and threw my key to the valet. I rushed in. I knew where Steph would be. I walked briskly to the bar, lucky as immediately I was getting there one of the stools was getting opened. I immediately pulled it closer and sat on it. Waiting patiently for Steph. I saw him laughing with some women and when he noticed me he walked towards me smiling. “Sup groom” he said “why so glum?” “Nothing” I replied I’m just tired. Swirling the glass of whiskey he’d pushed towards me. He stopped smiling and stared at me, studying me so much. I hate when he does this it usually feels like he’s looking into my soul, the deepest parts of it. “Something’s wrong,” he said with certainty. “Did you and your dad get into a fight?” I shook my head in the negative “so what happened?” I could never bring myself to lie to Steph or keep quiet once he figured out that something was wrong with me. “I don’t really want to talk about it right now” “okay” he said quietly “but I’m here for you” “I know Best. I’m just going to hang out here for a little longer if that’s okay.” He nodded in agreement and went back to bartending and flirting. I walked away from the bar with my drink in hand and just looked for somewhere else to sit alone with my thoughts with the music in the background. I found a spot in a cubicle at the corner end of the bar. While I was there a lady walked up to me. She was tall with a good facial angle and curves in all the right places. We hit it off immediately. She wanted s*x and that was obvious but I was not in the mood. I just wanted to laugh and maybe flirt. Her name was Brittany. We kept talking and I just kept downing the bottles. Brittany said she was buying. Sometime during the night Steph came to tell me he was taking off and asked if I was okay or ready to go home and I declined. I was regretting that decision now because I felt drunk already and Brittany was getting handsy. I felt her helping me up, her and some other guy and I could hear tidbits of their conversation in the background “did you get the pictures?” “Yes ma’am” okay let’s go to the hotel then. “With him?” I heard the male ask, “ Yes, you want to leave him here?” “Okay”

I felt myself falling in and out of consciousness as my body was being moved. Once, I opened my eyes briefly and saw flashes of lights. Another time, I was in a bright place, that was the last thing I remembered. I felt my body being thrown on a bed later and that was the last thing I felt before I slipped fully into unconsciousness.