Kyle's POV:
"Hi Dad! What's up?" I try to make my voice as sweet as I possibly can to make myself look like the good kid that I'm not.
Please don't tell me he knows about what happened at the dean's office.
What? Everybody knows no matter how much you grow up, you'll always be afraid of your father.
"Nothing Ky, I just wanted to check up on you. How are your studies going?" My dad asks me but I can tell he wants to say something else. It's like something else is on his mind.
"Good." I reply.
"And you're not pranking your teachers or anything, are you?"
"Nope." I reply but silence fills the other side of the phone call and I can already imagine him giving me one of his infamous glares that he used to give me as a kid and the truth would just slip out of my mouth.
"Um possibly..." I sheepishly reply back. "Dad, What's really going on?"
You could say that I'm really close with my parents. As I was the only kid, all their attention would be on me. I used to share all my secrets with my mom when I was a kid and my dad would skip his meetings just to spend more time with me.
He was silent on the other end of the line for a minute and then I hear him sigh.
"Ky, Last evening I discovered that someone has been stealing information about our newest project and selling that info to some other smaller companies. It has his name written all over it. He didn't want any information for himself. He just wanted to sabotage the entire operation that I worked so hard on." He replied in an angry yet upset tone.
"Dad, don't worry. We'll do something."
"No I'm not worried. I'm angry that he thinks he can mess with me and get away with it. No one messes with me or my family. Not even him." Well that sounds more like my father. "And I'm not even angry about that but then he had the audacity to invite me and my family to his birthday party. What the hell?"
"Dad, calm down. If he wants us to be there, then we'll be there. He'll get his lesson. I'll make sure of it."
"Okay Ky. Then I'll see you soon. My meeting's starting. I've got to go. Bye."
"Bye dad." I say my goodbye but then a giggle stops me in my tracks.
"Oh someone's a daddy's boy." I look up and see Avery leaning across the door frame. Her hair is now tied up in a pony tail and her face is made up in awe as if she's cooing a dog to sleep.
"Please don't say daddy. It sounds weird coming out of your mouth." I say and a confused expression forms unto her face.
"Why are you here?" I ask before she can reply me with her sarcastic mouth.
"Just wanted to tell you that I've done the whole floor and now I'm done for the day."
"Already?" I ask her and her face forms into a 'duh' expression. I return my face into a cool expression and continue, "I mean, you're still not done with your day. Because we're going shopping." I say in an authoritative voice as I walk towards the door.
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Avery's POV:
"When are we going home?" It's been a really tiring day for me. Firstly, I had to clean up that whole floor and now this! I didn't even get a good night sleep.
I've been day-dreaming about my bed for hours.
My bed! Ah, what a comfy bed.
We have been shopping for at least two hours now. Oh, I meant that he has been shopping for himself while I've been standing, holding his bags for him and telling him he looks good in everything he tries on.
"How do I look?" He asks as he walks back from the try-room.
"Good." I try to smile slightly but I'm pretty sure it ends up looking like a mentally- unstable girl's smile when the sale-girl gives me a glare.
"Just good? Don't lie to him. Kyle looks amazing!" We've been walking into shops for two hours. Whenever we walk into a new shop, each time their sale representative's, especially the sale- girls, line up at the door as they hear that Kyle Finlay is here. They try their best to please him as much as they can but after all Kyle is Kyle.
"No. I don't think I like this one that much. I'm going to try another one." He says and turns around, picks up a new shirt and walks back to the try-room.
Okay, Call 911. I think somebody's going to get murdered by my hands today.
Seriously? He has been doing that since an hour. He picks up a shirt, tries it on and then says he doesn't like it anymore.
What else does he want? The store manager has been hustling and bustling at his feet and he just can't set his mind on a thing.
I'm going to have a word with him.
I walk towards the try room. Since this was one of those shops in which only the elite and the richest people of a country have the money to shop, you can imagine the size and decorations of it's shop. I mean the try room over here is even bigger than my whole bedroom.
I enter the try room to only forget what I was here for because of what was happening in front of me.
Kyle was standing half-naked. I repeat half-naked. Without his freaking shirt!
Oh my God, I think I can't breathe.
His skin was slightly tanned and he had a six-pack abs. He wasn't super bulky or muscular but with that body, he could put even Abercrombie and fitch models to shame.
Simply put, he was gorgeous and judging by the smirk on his face, he knew it.
"You done eye-raping me or you need more time?" He said something but I was still slightly in a daze so I automatically repeated the words that he had said.
"Uh I need more-" I stopped and realised what I was saying but it was too late because he caught on and started chuckling.
"Um... I need to go." I told him and almost ran out the big-try room as a blush made it's way towards my cheeks. Damn, that man!
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As we were walking out of the designer shop and to tell you the truth I was still shocked. I mean he just spent money equal to what I used to make in an year, in just a few seconds. And he didn't even bet an eye at the price.
"Hey, do you want me to get you something?"
"No, it's fine." I politely decline.
"No Seriously. I mean I've just been buying things for myself and you've been by my side all day. I should buy you something."
"Well if you put it like that..." I've been brought up to decline money from others but since he didn't let me get any sleep this morning plus I've been working for him and carrying his bags all day, it wouldn't be bad if I accepted a dress, shoes or something.
"Well then wait a second!" Kyle said and put the bags beside me and ran towards where he wanted to go.
I took this time to look up towards my surroundings and I noticed a family sitting with each other.
The father was sitting and smiling, watching his family while the mother tickled their daughter and the girl was all giggles. I try not to become sad at that scene but then I remembered when my parents and I were once a happy family. As I remember the good memories , the bad moments also make their way towards my brain.
I remember the time when my father slapped my mother and then my mother slapped him back, the time when they started fighting in a mall and one of my class-mates noticed me there and I thought that was the worst day of my life. The time when I accidently broke one of my mother's vases and she had beaten me so hard that I couldn't even lift myself off the bed for two days. The time when I was begging her to not leave me but she looked at me in the eyes and told me I wasn't even worth staying. I was only eight.
That was the day I decided to not get married or committed in any relationship if I didn't want my children to end up like me. Because parents make their own way back and move on but it is the child who suffers.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and I'm taken out of the bad memories by Kyle. He lifts his hand that was once behind his back and I come face to face with a chocolate ice-cream cone.
"What? Aren't you going to take it?" He says while still licking his vanilla ice-cream cone.
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I uploaded it before since today's going to be my 17th birthday. Sadly, it's 12:13 am but no one has even wished it to me. I'm pretty sure they don't even remember. Funny when I was younger, I imagined how excited I would be when I will be turning eighteen. But now as the years get nearer and nearer, I don't even care anymore.
Now going back to the book, I decided to include her past in this chapter because when it happens I want you guys to understand her and where she's coming from.
Also any guesses who 'he' is?
If you liked this chap, then please don't be a silent reader. And do comment and vote.
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-S