It's Complicated ✔️

Chapter: 16 My Boyfriend?

Instead of following Nathan, I walk to the reception.

"What is your name?"

" Stella Hydes," she replies.

" If somebody comes to you instead of showing attitude, try to be helpful," I say in a stern tone.

"I didn't know who you were, I am sorry," Stella replies looking down.

" It's not about just me, you should treat everyone in a respectable manner."

" Next time if I heard any complaint about your behavior, I will fire you without any warning," I add.

" You are not firing me? I still have my job," she asks with wide eyes, clearly shocked.

" Yes, but consider it your first and final warning," I slightly smile.

"Thank you, thank you so much," she happily says.

Nathan is waiting for me by the elevator with the expression which is hard to decipher.

" You didn't fire her?" Nathan asks when we enter into the elevator.

" No, I just give her a warning," I press the ground floor button on the panel, " people learn from their mistakes."

He slowly nods his head as he puts his hand into his pockets. More people enter, causing me to instinctively lean into his side when a man slightly pushes me. He shoots me an apologetic smile. Nathan surprises me by taking his hand out of his pocket to hold mine as he slightly pulls me into his side, creating a small distance between me and the other man. I raise my eyes only to find him looking straight.

He confuses me, I don't know who is the real Nathan. It's like two person living in a single body, one is somewhat caring and other is...well other is a complete jerk.

Tug on my hand brings me out of my Nathan analysis. 

He takes long strides towards his car, making me almost run. Thankfully his car is near the front otherwise I would have definitely kissed the ground. 

He opens the passenger door, I slide inside and watch him go around the car to the driver side. He briefly scans around the area before sitting inside. 

" Do you think my car will be able to get fixed?" I chew my lips.

" No, I think it is beyond repair and even if it somehow gets fixed but it won't be in a perfect running condition."

" Ok," I sadly reply, I really liked my car... it was my first car, it definitely has sentimental value.

" It was your first car?" he asks after a few moments, as he changes the lane.

" Yeah, it was," I remember how much I and Natalie were excited the day before I bought it, we couldn't sleep all night in excitement.

" How do you used to commute before?"

" Most of the time I used public transport, but sometimes mom's driver or Natalie used to drive me around,"  I say leaning against the window. Glass of the window feels cold against my face, but I relish the sensation.

" You used public transport?" Shock evident in his voice.

" Yeah, I can't walk everywhere," I shrug. 

I don't know why most of the people think I would be snobbish, my dad is rich but I can never think of taking advantage of his position or money.

" I thought you were lying when you told Miles, on that day at lunch," he confesses. 

I don't respond to him, as my thoughts go back to today's events.

My past always haunts me, it is something I am never comfortable to talk about. But whatever happened today, I don't think I can run away from it anymore. Nathan has not asked me anything yet, but I can't delay it for long. He has the right to know, I will tell him everything, then it is up to him whatever he thinks of me. I have passed the stage of what others think of me, what I believe is that when I did nothing wrong then I should not be afraid of anything.

Still, I do not know how to tell him. From where I should start, it will be like baring my soul to him. Am I ready to share something like this with him? But do I have any other choice? probably not. 

Maybe if I tell him to ask me whatever he wants to know, then it will be easier for me to open up to him.

" Nathan, you can ask me whatever you want to know?" I ask him mustering up all the courage.

" Ask what?" then after a second he registers what I am referring to,"  Oh, you mean about Owen and all,"

" Yeah..." I swallow a dry lump and nod.

" I don't need to ask you anything, I already know everything," he says, a smug look forming on his face.

" You know? What- how?" I am unable to form a proper sentence. How could he possibly know, I haven't told him anything, and not many people know about it. On the other hand, dad doesn't want to talk about it in front of him that means he doesn't want to tell him. 

" I have a brain and honestly anyone can figure it out," he says smirking.

"Figure it out what?" I am sure whatever he thinks, it will be completely opposite of the truth. But I want to know what he thinks of all this. I don't know why, but suddenly I am feeling it is important for me to know.

" Owen was your boyfriend," he says as he looks at me once then back to the road.

" What? My boyfriend?"I frown as I quickly turn my head to him.

He thinks Owen was my boyfriend?

" There is nothing to be ashamed of, but you should be ashamed of what you did to him."

I think it is better to keep my mouth shut because I can't guarantee what kind of colorful vocabulary will come out of my mouth. His words are not causing any pain but they are fuelling my anger. This is his biggest problem he assumes everything himself without even knowing the truth.

" Owen was your boyfriend and your dad didn't approve him for you, so you dumped him," he says casually.

Only if he knows what had happened.

I close my eyes as I take a lungful of breath to calm myself. He doesn't even have the slightest idea how much I hate myself for not listening to my father, I wish I had.

" You know shouldn't have led on a guy like that, then leave him because he was not up to your dad's expectations."

What is his problem why he keeps bringing my dad in it?

" I am sure your dad has handled him well in the past that is why he is doing all this," he taps his fingers on the steering wheel while other is on the center console.

He is throwing dad's word at my face.

" The pictures, note and the car was to bother Nicholas and just to scare you," he says in a nonchalant manner.

" He is trying to get back at you, for playing with his feelings," he says as he pulls in the parking of the building.

My head is spinning after hearing him, he thinks of me and my dad like that. He is calling me out for playing with someone's feeling, while he is the one who not only played with my feelings but my life also. 

Tears start forming in the back of my eyes as I clamp my eyes shut to prevent them from falling.

Stupid tears! Stupid stupid stupid tears! 

" I am surprised since you have already figured it out everything, why you don't know, that he did get back at me for playing with his feelings," I say as calmly as I can. I bite inside of my cheeks to stop making fool out of myself by crying.

His head snaps at me, as eyebrows furrow in confusion.

Maybe I am going insane as I want to laugh at his confused expression, yet I am afraid if I do so I will end up crying.

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