Chapter 20 (UNEDITED)
-Leatham Series-
Keira's POV
I walked downstairs and toward to the kitchen calmly. I felt my body was better from the day by day since Tristan always came to here in every day.
He really wanted to check my body condition because the phone that he gave to me was damaged by the wet of ice bucket which happened a few days ago so that he could not FaceTime with me.
My phone ruined but it did not mean I could not contact or send a text message with him. We could still call and text with using my old phone. A Blackberry.
He kept forcing me to get his new phone but I also kept refusing it. He had spent his much money only for me and every stuffs which he gave to me it always must be expensive.
"Don't, Kei." Stephenie immediately took a frying skillet in my hand. "You're still fever."
"It's okay, Stephenie. I'm already better." I explained, making her put back of her palm on my forehead.
"Your fever gets down but still, you have to be bedrest." She said stubbornly. "Just sit down and I'll make a foods for today."
"But—"
"No buts." She cut me off. "Okay?"
"Okay." I shrugged and then left.
I walked toward the dining room, setting up the dining table while Stephenie was still cooking.
"Morning, Kei." Harry greeted me while pulling a head chair out. He had worn a neat fatigues as usual.
"Morning." I greeted back. "Do you want to work today?"
"Ya. There are lots of children need me in every day and every time." He answered playfully and it made me chuckled. "By the way, where are the kids?"
"Oh, I think they're still in the living room. Excuse me I want to—"
"No, Kei." He held me immediately. "Please sit down. There's something that I wanna talk to you."
Then I pulled a chair out on the his right side and asked, "What do you want to talk to me?"
"Do you love him?" He asked to the point and seriously. Since Tristan always came to here, he instantly changed to be a possessive man.
I nodded weakly. "I... don't know since when I've loved him actually. This feelings suddenly came to my heart and I can't deny it. I mean, I've ever tried to deny it but it always comes back to me. Every time I try to deny it, this feelings always come to me again and again."
"Do you think you don't love a wrong boy?" He asked who made me looked at his blue eyes straightly. "I mean, there are two boys love you. Tristan and Presley. I don't forbid you to love Tristan but you knower Presley than him."
"But I just assume Presley like my own brother, Harry. Not more." I explained. "My feeling for Tristan is bigger than I have for Presley." I looked down at the dining table. "I know Cinderella or other princesses aren't real. They're only fairytales and I know if their happiness are only exist in a dream."
"My little girl has grown up quickly." I instantly turned my head up to him, looking at his eyes. "I'm so happy that you already find your prince though he's not on ride a horse."
I let out a soft chuckled. "I love you, Harry. Thanks for protecting me in throughout my life."
"Come here." I got up from the chair, hugging him so tightly and so did he. "I'm so sure that Kyle and Amra are so happy as well like me. I love you more, Keira." Then, he kissed my temple.
"Woops.. What have I missed, ya?" Stephenie's voice interrupted us and it made us broke our hugging.
"Nothing. I just wanna hug Keira. That's it." Harry said and then smiled. "Come here, baby. I wanna hug you too."
"Aw..." Stephenie instantly hugged him. "I love you, Harry."
"I love you too, baby." Then, he kissed her lips sweetly.
"Harry, Stephenie!" Their romance was interrupted as we heard children's voice. "I wanna hug you too." They said compactly.
"Come here." Harry got up and the children instantly ran to him, Stephenie and me eagerly. They hugged me so tightly and so did we.
"I love you, Harry, Stephenie and Keira." They said equally.
"I love you too all." Harry said, kissing on top of their head one by one.
Though they aren't my real family, they're more than that. They're my own family and I lover them than my real family, I guess.
*
I sat down on the wood chair in the backyard orphan, seeing at the lots of flowers that Tristan's dad gave to our orphan. Those flowers were so beautiful.
I felt so relax every time I saw them. They had liked my calm therapy during I lived at this orphan.
"Hey, Nemo." I turned my glanced through my left shoulder, looking up at an undercut blond guy. "May I sit down next to you?"
"Sure." I answered well and he instantly sat down next to me.
"How do you feel?" He turned his body to face me.
"I've felt better than before. Don't need to worry, Presley." I said, smiling thinly. "How are your Mom and Dad anyway?"
"They're good. They kept asking about you."
"Oh, really?" I asked disbelief and he nodded. "Aw.. I miss them. Please, send my best regard for them."
"Your regard has accepted." I let out a quit chuckled. He furrowed his eyebrows as his eyes went down to my left ring finger. "How did you get back that ring?"
"I'm supposed to ask you." I answered in my lower tone and it made his hazel eyes met my eyes abruptly. "Could you explain to me? I think you've known about this, Dori."
"I'm sorry, Nemo. I didn't mean." He looked down at my lap. "I just... I just..."
"You just what?" I replied curiously.
He exhaled long sighed, holding my hands tigthly then he stared at my eyes straightly. "I just love you, Kei."
"I know if you've loved me—"
"It's different." He cut me off. His gaze was looked serious. "I love you more than a childhood friend, Kei. When I knew if your boyfriend is Tristan, I'm so hurt. I mean, he was my bestfriend and I'm so afraid that you'll be hurt by him. I knew him so much, Kei. He doesn't a guy that you deserve for loving. He's a jerk."
"What do you mean?"
"I think it doesn't my place for explain." He shrugged. "You can ask it to him."
I exhaled long sighed and smiled thinly. "I'm so sorry, Presley."
"Why, Kei?" His voice sounded full of pressing. "You knower me than him and why do you more choose him than me? I'm a good right guy for you. My love is bigger than him. I love you so much, Kei."
"But I just assume you like my own brother, Presley." I explained softly. "My love for you isn't more than a little sister love her older brother."
"Did you ever love me more than a brother?" He asked with full of hopes.
"No, I didn't." I smiled. "From the beginning you came into my life, I've assumed you like my brother and maybe more than that. You're not my brother but you're my guardian angel. You're always with me in every time I was lonely, sad, and even... suffered."
I took paused around of three seconds for continuing my explained.
"When lots of people stay away from me, you don't. When lots of people bullied me, you don't. And when lots of people hating me, you still don't and still there. You're always here, beside me. No matter what."
"Maybe, you have a thousand reasons for loving me like your own brother." Presley replied gently. "But I only have one reason for loving you more than my little sister." He paused.
"You're such smart for hiding your sadness in front of lots people but you can't hide your sadness in front of me." He continued and smirked thinly. "Thats why I love you and I want to take care of you more and more. I hope Tristan can take care of you more than me, Nemo."
I could feel if there was a small smile crossed on my lips. "I love you, Dori."
"I love you more, Nemo." He hugged me so closely and so did I. "I'm sorry for what I've done."
"It's okay, Dori. It's okay." I replied between our hugging. "I've forgaven you before you said like that."