WRITER'S POV
A few days had passed and Grace finally let Draya visit their new home. It had taken a a while for her to come to that decision and after discussing it with Doctor Nathan, they thought it wise for Avatia to meet up with people who could help her.
When Draya came, Avatia didn't recognize her but didn't complain about her presence either. She just watched a strange girl call her 'best friend' and talk non stop. She didn't even remember anything the so called 'best friend' was talking about.
As Draya filled in Avatia on the latest happenings in the university, and Grace baked some butter cookies, doctor Nathan simply stared at the blonde in the room. He forced himself not to think of how breathtakingly beautiful she was or how her breast looked so succulent or even how the blue shade in her eyes shone in the darkness. She was his patient. He couldn't start developing feelings for her. He tried hard to focus on the inspirational book he had in his hands and not make it obvious that he was catching feelings for the depressed girl.
Draya's phone started ringing and all heads turned to look at her.
"Draya honey, phones are not allowed in here. It's not protocol but it's for your friend's good." Grace said from the kitchen.
Draya gave them a sheepish smile. "I'm sorry, I'll just answer this at the balcony then switch it off right after." She said as she picked up the phone and excused herself. She looked at the bright skin. Private Number.
"Why would a private number call me at this hour?" She asked nonchalantly as she closed the door behind her and answered the call. "Hello?"
The person on the other side was quiet.
"Hello?" Draya asked suspiciously. "Who are you?"
Again, she was ignored.
"Asshole." She said and was about to drop the call when the other person finally spoke up.
"Do not hang up, Draya."
She froze when she recognized who was on the other end, the hair on her body standing. She had not heard that voice in a long time. She stepped out of the balcony and walked towards the lake to have some privacy.
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"You took quite some time outside, who called?" Grace asked as she served everyone with some warm milk and freshly baked cookies.
Draya tried to hide her uneasiness. "Umm, my dad. Wanted to be sure you all were okay. He sends his love and the quickest recovery to you, bestie." She said as she looked at Avatia, her heart still pounding from the phone call and hoping her lie sounded true.
"You look pale, honey, is everything alright?" Grace asked. Coincidentally, it was the same question going through everyone's mind.
"No, uhhh...I mean yes. Yeah...everything's fine. The cookies smell heavenly." She said as she picked up one and started chewing. "It taste even better. Mhmmm."
Grace smiled proudly. "Thank you, my dear." She then turned to her daughter. "Sweetheart, do you like it?"
Avatia who had been chewing on one nodded. "Its good." She said casually.
"You've been quiet, is everything alright?" Doctor Nathan asked Avatia. He'd noticed that even before Draya had stepped out to answer the call, Avatia had been quiet.
Avatia looked up at him. "I'm good. Just tired. I'll just finish this then go to bed."
"Can I sleep in Avatia's room tonight?" Draya asked Grace and the doctor, looking at her friend. "That's if you don't mind." She said the last one to her friend.
Avatia shrugged. "I don't."
"Yayyy, thank you."
The doctor cleared his throat. "But you have to promise not to stay up too late."
"We promise." Draya said with a smile. After that call, she just wanted to be with her friend all the time, just in case he came back for her.
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DREIDAN'S POV
"I spoke with her friend already. She doesn't buy the idea but she was too scared to refuse." I told Alessandro as I sat on the chair in the patio, a glass of whiskey in my hand. "I did the right thing, right?"
Alessandro chuckled. "You've become a pussy. Since when did you start doubting your choices? But nevertheless, you did the right thing. That friend of hers is hot as hell. I'll trade anything to see her lips wrapped around my cock."
I glared at him. "Draya is not one of your bimbos. Get someone else to do that."
He laughed. "I'm so scared lil brother. Pfft. If she succeeds in bringing your girl to the opening of that gallery, I'm fucking her in the basement. Just you wait and see." He gave me a smug smile and raised his own glass. "Cheers to that hot pussy."
In as much as he was being rude by downgrading Draya, I couldn't help but laugh. "I pray you contract some STD one of these days. That's gonna be a good punishment for you."
He burst out laughing. "I'd rather contract an STD than have a cock that has not been in action for months. How long has it been? Two months? Do you even jerk off? Man, you need another Jade."
I froze at the mention of her name. He obviously realized his mistake of mentioning her name. "Uhh-ohh. Didn't mean to talk about the bitch. But still, you need some lips wrapped around that cock before cobwebs grow there."
I ignored him and just kept on drinking. It's needless getting mad at someone like Alessandro. He'll just laugh at you or ignore your anger. "Did Mario call you concerning the new brothel we asked to be set up in Miami?" I asked him, trying to forget about that bitch.
He nodded. "I'm glad you're thinking of prostitutes. It's good you're thinking about my advice." He said proudly.
"Don't be stupid. I'm thinking about my money, not some cheap girls who only care about having a dick down their throat. The brothel in Miami is going to be very profitable, I can feel it. Mario told me the bitches are pretty good looking and are all eager to start work. That's a good investment."
He nodded. "Yupppp. Very good. I'll have to fly there, you know, be the first to make use of the girls."
I chuckled. "That's all that goes through your mind."
He laughed. "You have no idea. By the way, do you intend investing the profit in the gallery? You know, it's gonna be a win win situation for you. Use the money you get from the brothel to make the gallery bigger and get twice as much as you earn."
I shook my head. "Money from the brothel will be used to pay Mario, Roberto and the guys. I can't use dirty money when it comes to Avatia. This is my gift to her."
He burst out laughing. "Dirty money? Dude, you only have dirty, blood money. That's what we make. That's what the world made us have. So shut the fuck up."
I rolled my eyes. Not in the mood to argue with him. He was not wrong though. But still, money from the brothel was out of the list.
"Coming back to Avatia's beautiful hot friend, what did you tell her?" He asked as he kept scrolling through his phone. 'Damn, this black girl got some sexy boobs.' He muttered to himself and I just shook my head. His love for women and sexual appetite was not normal. He needed rehab.
"I told her I need to make things right. That I want Avatia back. Told her I'm opening a gallery in her friend's honour and I will give her whatever amount of money she wants if she can make Avatia show up during the grand opening. And that if Avatia doesn't show up, I'm flying to Texas to get her back and killing all of them as punishment for keeping Avatia away."
I smiled as my brother laughed. "You're one psycho, you know. You just call her and tell her all those things. Bet the poor girl is worried now."
"She has all rights to be. I'm serious about it. Avatia's my girl. Can't let her go like Ney."
Alessandro looked up at me. "So what about her crazy mother?"
"Was thinking of locking her up in her room. But that's lame. Her mom can go fuck herself. I don't give a damn."
Alessandro laughed. "That may be your future mother-in-law you're talking of like that."
My breath hitched. I'd never thought about that. Sure, I admit to myself that I love Avatia. She's not replacing Neveah but she has a great piece of me wrapped around her finger unknowingly. But Alessandro indirectly spoke of marriage. Nahhhh. I only wanted to marry Neveah and if she's not there, then I'm not getting married. Marriage is for weak men.
"Wassup? I was just kidding about the mother-in-law thing. Unless you took it seriously." Alessandro said, pulling me out of my thoughts.
I forced a laugh. "Pfft, like I care about settling down. I just want Avatia by me, that's all. She's my girl."
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