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Its pouring outside.
Raining like cats and dogs probably, and I am sitting in Xavier's mansion, staring out of the window watching the raindrops fall. It started pelt down when we were sitting in Xavier's cars. The rain came lashing down and within an hour or so, the area that we passed by had been flooded by the water that escaped from the clouds. When Xavier bought me to his 'house' to say I was devastated would be a delicacy.
I always had the impression that the bungalow he owned next to mine was his actual home but when I saw that he lived in a mansion, I was stunned. The mansion in itself was gorgeous and when I asked Xavier who his parents were he just casually replied that his parents were Cole Knight and Melissa Evans.
Now if you don't know who these two are, then let me explain it. Cole Knight is a world-renowned business man who fell in love with his personal secretary Melissa Evans at the age of 23. Melissa Evans is also the author of the bestseller 'Broken Promises' which she wrote after she was married.
The Knight family has two kids, both boys. The younger one being Xavier and the elder one who is Aiden. My parents were really close to them and often a family invited the other for dinner. I have been anticipating the dinner that the Knight's are going to have tonight because I really want to see if they are able to recognize me or not.
Most likely they won't be able to owning to the fact that I am nothing like what I used to be and with my brown lenses and a wig, I don't think they ever will be able to guess that I am Blake Montez's daughter.
It suddenly crosses my mind that it has been so long since I have even thought about my father. His green eyes stealing glances at my mom's short copper brown hair or how my mom used to sing to me each and every time there was thunder. How her sweet voice rang throughout the house when she used to chant during the time that I used to get nightmares.
How my father used to kiss my forehead. These are little things that I won't ever forget but also the things that I can't seeing that these are the only memories left by my parents to me.
The rain sheets down harder than before and along with the droplets out of the window, a tear rolls down my cheek. I wipe it away with the back of sleeves. I look at he cloud and wonder if it is easier to hold the pain or let it go. The clouds hold the pain until a point of time where they can't take it anymore, bursting open and letting the drop of water come down.
Would it be fair if I said that the things that happened to me were exactly like the cloud. God gave me pain and I went through it, alone, but I reached the climax and I couldn't take it anymore so I ruptured, putting my emotions on display for the whole world to see. However when rain pours down they help other people and so comparing me to such a blessing wouldn't be the best choice out there.
A knock interrupts me from the awesome deep thought session I was having with myself and snapping back to the reality I find Xavier peeping inside. I nod and he comes in, his hair glistening wet and so are his clothes. He holds two ice-cream boxes in his hands, one's favour being Cookies & Cream and the other's being Belgium Chocolate.
''Want some?'' he asks politely and I get up from where I was sitting giving him a towel to wipe his hair.
His forehead furrows in confusion and I stand on my tippy-toes and ruffle his hair with the towel making the white piece of fluffy cloth absorb the water that was dripping down his hair.
After I am done drying his hair I take the ice-cream boxes from his hands telling him to go change otherwise he would get a cold. I don't leave ro for an argument and he leaves the room. I keep the boxes on the king-sized bed and sit right next to the Cookies & Cream box.
You can't blame me, food is bae.
After waiting for a few minutes your highness steps in the room wearing another black tee with jeans. The clothes that he is wearing now seriously look like the clothes he was wearing before.
He comes in sits down and ruffles my hair causing me to pout at him.
''It's raining like crazy,'' he says opening his ice-cream.
''I have never seen it rain like this before,'' I comment taking a large bite of my delicious desert.
''I have seen a storm come once on the 2nd of January,'' he says as if he is remembering something, something that is buried in the back of is mind, ''I was only fourteen at that time.''
Those are perhaps the only two sentences to coagulate my blood. And just for a minute, no, only for a second my heart stops beating. I hear it skip a beat.
I look at Xavier incredulously wondering how he remembers such details. I can hardly remember what I ate for breakfast this morning.
I internally shrug and continue to relish the God's ultimate gift to mankind.
''Where did you get this ice-cream from?'' I ask as I lick clean the spoon.
''Ben N' Jerry,'' he says taking a bite of his ice-cream.
No one speaks and a comfortable silence drifts around us as we eat the ice-cream enjoying it to the fullest.
Within minutes my ice-cream along with Xavier's has vanished into thin air and I look at Xavier sadness filling my eyes. He gives me the same look and exits the room. Just as he leaves a thunder can be heard.
Unknowingly I flinch, just a bit. Not soon after that I start feeling cold. Like I-am-going-to-die-in-a-weather-like-this cold. I start shivering and another thunder is echoed throughout the surface of the earth followed by another one.
It is pitch black outside and flashes of lightening can be seen. I bring my legs to my chest hugging them tight so that the coldness in the air disappears and I can block away the haunted memories that I tried so hard to push behind me.
Xavier comes in with a bag of chips and a worried expression crosses his face but is replaced by his blank face.
''Are you alright, love?'' he asks his voice laced with concern.
''What do you think, idiot?'' I ask not lifting up my head which was buried between my knees.
''In spite of feeling cold, love,'' he says amusingly, ''You can't hide that sarcasm of yours, can you?''
And with that being said a warm, fluffy blanket drapes over me and I look at him, he offers me a small smile. He hesitates probably wondering where to sit as his eyes roam everywhere but he refuses to look at me.
I clear my throat and pat on the fluffy bed telling him to come sit next to me. I make space for him and he sits down getting comfortable.
I drape the blanket over him so he doesn't feel cold and he looks at me.
We stare into each other's eyes for a long time before I open my mouth to say, "I am sorry."
He looks at me shocked but regains his cool demeanor too quickly for anyone to even notice.
"You don't have to be."
The sentence comes out in a tone that I have never heard before. A soft tone that I have never seen him use before. He looked so scary this morning telling me to go and have lunch with the rest of the gang but right now he looks so....
...I don't know. He just looks like he would protect me if any harm came my way.
"I need to, Xave," I say lifting my head so that my eyes can look directly into his, again, "I should have never interfered in someone else's business that wasn't even related to me. I am sorry."
I mean it when I say it. I should have respected his privacy.
"You know love, I have never heard a girl apologize before," he says his eyes sparkling with amusement, "But if you are sorry then I feel obliged to be too. I mean I did go out of the line today, right?"
I don't answer because I don't know the answer to that. Maybe he did. Maybe he didn't. But I know that he did not meant to hurt me. He surely had his reasons and built his walls around him due to some reason.
Exactly like what I used to do.
"I don't know about that Xavier, but I know that you should stop getting so curious about me," I say in a low tone owing to the fact that the deeper and the more he wants to know me, the more he will get stuck in the labyrinth created by me.
"It's just that you're like a puzzle and I am trying to arrange the pieces properly," he says.
"You can't do that," I say laughing with no humour, "You can't do that because some pieces of mine, Xavier they have gone missing a long damn time ago."
"Then, love" he says offering me a small smile, "I'll carve the pieces of my life into yours so I can complete you."
I look away.
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