Linked By Art

3- Linked in A Nice Loft

We take a quick walk through the parking lot before arriving at a nice looking black b&w. Kaira whistles beside me. "Wow bitchy and rich, what a combo." Thus earning her another not so light hit from me.

"If you think I'm rich sassy, wait to see your damn dad."

"My name's Kaira not sassy you asshole." Kaira huffs crossing her arms over her chest.

The boy just rolls his eyes before grabbing our luggage a and tossing it into the back. The car takes off and soon we are traveling through the busy city. I place my hand on the cold car window as I stare wide eyed at the big city. The giant gray buildings shimmering from the reflecting glass stand above the city like the Kings and queens.

"Wow" I breathe. As we pass quickly through the bust streets, I pull out my sketchbook to do a quick sketch of the buildings I saw, knowing all too well how much Tina would love to see it.

The boy looks over at my lap and let's put a light 'humph'. I snap my heads towards him, furrowing my eyebrows. "What?"

He shakes his head as a light grin sets on his face. "Oh nothin."

I shrug off his odd comment before finishing my sketch right before we pull up to a massive looking loft.

"Well dayum." Kaira calls out from behind me. I let out a light laugh at her great use of vocabulary and hop out to get a good look myself. The apartment is huge, obviously meant for three different apartments to be inside but joined all into one huge one. The downstairs had glass windows so you could see every into inside. The upstairs was hidden by large silk red curtains.

The boy gave us back our bags and leads us to the doors. "After you." Kaira steps in ahead of him with her hand on her hip and I follow shortly after giving him a light nod.

I turn to him awkwardly waiting for him to leave. "I-um you can go now."

He stares at me with his eyebrows furrowed before he lets out a low chuckle. "Trying to get rid of me already sweetheart?"

My checks flush a dark red at his comment and I begin to stutter not sure what to say. God please send help to my dorky awkward self.

He lets out a loud laugh that echoed through the large house. "I live here." He states nonchalantly, shoving his hands into his pockets.

My eyes grow wide as I stare at him. "Oh I'm sorry I didn't know."

He laughs again at my failed attempt to apologize calmly and looks back at me. "Wow you are a geek."

He walked off behind me leaving me speechless and honestly, pissed as fucking fuck. I swallowed my anger, trying to remain in a calm state before putting on a fake smile and walking towards Kaira.

She was seated on a large plain white coach, tapping her foot impatiently as we waited for our dad to come see us.
After only one minute which seemed like an eternity, we both heard footsteps slowly coming down and our heads snapped in the direction. Nope. I wasn't prepared. Tears started to well up in my eyes at the sight of him. All the memories came flooding back and I just couldn't keep it in any longer, but I wasn't going to cry in front of him.

I wasn't the type of person to flaunt my emotions so easily. If I were sad, I'd pretend to be tired. If I were mad, Id pretend to be happy. I didn't like having emotional attention just because I would be hurting. So I definitely wasn't showing it here.

I took a deep breath before regaining my voice and saying hello. Hello to the man that I loved and still do. Hello to a great father who just couldn't do it right. And hello to a fresh start.

"Adeline." He breathes his arms opening wide. I smile before walking into his arms and giving him a tight hug, relishing in the familiar smell of his old clothes. He brought his head up to look at my sister, giving her a wide smile. "Kaira."

My sisters smile faltered before her tears began to spill and soon both me and dad were comforting her into a warm hug. She sobbed into my dads shoulder as I kissed the top of her head comfortingly. I smiled at the sight of the two. I knew Kaira loved dad as much as I did even though she spent most of her time with mom, so seeing her with him was heart warming.

Dad let us go before facing us."You don't know how much I've been wanting to see you two girls. I can't explain everything now, but I'd like to show you your rooms so you can get settled in and we will talk tomorrow."

We both nodded before following him up the stairs and into our separate bedrooms. I looked around my room with a wide smile. He decorated just right. The ocean blue walls had light strokes of waves painted carefully across with seashells and ropes strewn across the white shelves. Little anchors small and large were painted on the back wall in an odd patern. Old pieces of artwork were hung on a cork canvas bigger than the bed. The white sheets were covered in blue and black pillows with sea quotes on them.

I let out a laugh, placing my hand on my chest where my old anchor necklace was hanging. When I was young, I had this obsession with the ocean and the sea life, and dad has obviously took note to that. He had bought me the necklace before he had left as a memory of him, as if I would forget.

I placed my bag on the white sheets and opened the glass door to the balcony. I walked out to see an amazing view and I light out another laugh.

"You smile too much." I let out a light scream before turning to see the boy from earlier standing on the balcony next to me.

Remembering what he had said earlier, I decided to avoid talking to him and turned back to the city in front of me.
"Ah come on don't be like that."

I continued to look away from him, fighting the urge not to turn back and punch him straight in his pretty little face. "Oooh look at miss good girl giving me the silent treatment. Ouch."

I gripped the balcony rail tightly and leaned forward, staring straight down to avoid myself from bursting. "Why do you do that to yourself?"

Finally I resisted the urge and turned towards him, a confused expression plastered on my face. "Do what?"

He pursed his lips, looking at me intently before speaking again."You don't feel. You make yourself always positive so that you won't burst or break. Why?"

"I don't do that."

"Really?"

"Yes really."

"Then why haven't you punched me yet?"

"Because I don't want to punch you."

"Yes you do."

"No actually I dont."

"Yep."

"No."

"Yes you-"

I turned to face him about to explode. "No I don't." I spat at him through gritted teeth before pulling away and taking in a deep breath. "I'm sorry I yelled at you." God I didn't know how much longer I could keep up this act.

You see, many people truly believe I'm a good girl, but if you knew me well, you'd know I'm the exact opposite. Im rude, hot tempered, and bitchy when I want to but I hold that all in. Ive seen what letting your anger get the best of you does and so for 12 years, I've hidden it beneath sweetness. Its not easy, always having to be this nice person around people, but if I were myself, I'd only have Tina. The only person who loves the real me.

The boy scoffed and turned to go back into his room before I stopped him. "Hey wait I never got your name!"

"Call me your worst nightmare sunshine."

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a/n:
so chapter three!!! how'd you guys like it so far?

so quick refresh since you might be confused on addy's xharacter:
-addy is a happy person, she is just only happy when she's in public
-she doesn't want to become mad anywhere because she feels like she will be mimicking how her parents had fought
-she does show all her not so proud emotions around Tina and her sister and when she's by herself

thanks for reading my messy mistakes and careless errors :)

-gaby