《Bound To Be》Rude
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We were on our way home in complete silence once again.
This was an awkward dinner. The waitress who was serving us kept giving us weird looks because we never talked. Like I said I would of had a better time if I was by myself.
We arrived at the mansion and he parked in the garage like before. I automatically opened my car door and went inside through the doorway that is attached to the house.
What's the point in waiting up for him if he is going to be silent the entire time? He is weird.
I walked past a room where the door was open and light was coming from it. I seen Ann sleeping with a book on her chest. She must of fell asleep while reading. I do that at times.
I went in and slowly grabbed the book and put it on the bedside table. I pulled the string attached to the light to turn it off. I walked out closing the door behind me.
I needed water since I still had beer breath. I walked into a dark kitchen and grabbed a water bottle from the fridge.
I closed the fridge and was stopped by a hard wall.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh my god! I was getting a water bottle. What are you doing?"
"I seen what you did for my Grandmother. That was....sweet. I'm the one who usually does that."
"Oh...well I sometimes fall asleep like that so..."
I looked up at him since he was like a foot taller than me and we locked eye contact.
What is happening? It was like a spark.
"Um...goodnight." I said stepping away and speed walking to my room.
I felt something when we looked at each other but what was it?
I shook my head as I was going up the stairs. It was nothing. We'll just blame the beer.
I quickly got to my room and closed the door. I took off my jeans and got into bed. I'm too tired to write the letter so I'll just wait till tomorrow.
This day has been quite interesting to say the least. What will the rest of my time have in store for me?
*******
I woke up with the beautiful sun shining through my window. Even though I like the sun there are some days where I like it a little dark. I need to invest in some curtains.
What am I going to do today?
As I was thinking that, a knock came upon my door.
It swung open. I was still laying down in my bed, stomach down without a care in the world, well not having pants might be the top reason.
What can a girl not go to sleep with just her underwear on? I don't know these people that well so I have to hide for awhile.
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It was Abraham.
"Are you okay?"
"Uh. Yeah. I just woke up."
"Oh. I was wondering why you are still in bed. I thought you might've been sick. You know with your hair in such a mess and your eyes are puffy..."
"Sorry I look like shit in the morning. Next time I'll remember to go to sleep with a full face of makeup and my hair curled." I said in an annoyed voice.
"Whatever my Grandmother wanted me to tell you that breakfast is in 20 minutes, she has something to say to us." Yeah leave already.
"Okay." I said growing impatience. He shut the door and I was grateful.
I had to drag myself out of bed. It takes me awhile to get fully awake. But I don't want to disrespect Ann.
I went to the restroom and looked at myself in the mirror. Same old fat girl. Why do I have to have a big butt and big thighs? It just makes me look huge. Whatever it'll never get better.
I tied my hair up in a bun and washed the sleep away from my face. Don't want to look disappoint Abraham. Ass.
I made my bed and made my way downstairs. I could smell the bacon from here. I walked in the kitchen and seen a chef cooking.
"Oh I'm sorry." I said to the chef who looked at me in confusion.
"No it's fine the others usually eat in the room through that door." He said pointing to the door.
"Thank you." I said walking through the door that brought me to the long dining table.
Why so many chairs if there are only two people living here? Well three now.
I looked to the end table and seen no other than Abraham himself.
"You would come through the door that comes from the kitchen." He said annoyed.
I ignored him and made my way to the chair in front of him. I started to play with the silverware on the table waiting for Ann.
She came in with smiles.
"Morning sweethearts." She said cheerfully.
"Mornin' Grandmother." Abraham said.
"Good morning Ann." I said smiling back. She really is the cutest old lady I have ever seen.
She sat down at the head of the table.
"So Alicia did you sleep well?"
"Very well actually."
"I could tell you did." Abraham said smirking.
I looked at him frowning. The servers started to come in with breakfast.
This is all so different. Being made breakfast and served! Usually Lucky Charms does the trick but not today. The rich life.
After each plate was served to us we dug in. On the plate it had eggs, bacon, ham steak and hash browns. Yummy.
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"So I wanted to talk to you guys about what will be happening this month." Ann said.
What's happening?
"As you guys know the 4th of July is this Saturday so I decided we have a huge BBQ here with all the family and friends. Doesn't that sound fun." She said hopeful. I smiled at her but inside I was not happy. I feel like I don't belong here just yet.
"Well you guys have no say because I've already planned this for the last month so..."
I laughed at her laidback attitude. I knew I liked her since the first second I saw her.
"I think that sounds like a fun idea. My father and I always admired the 4th of July." I mentioned to her.
"Wasn't it just the two of you?" I heard Abraham sneer.
"Yeah." Where was he going with this?
"Than what did you guys even do?" He said very rudely.
"We spent the day with one another. He made us steaks and we would watch the fireworks at night."
"How fun." He said sarcastically.
That's it I can't take his rudeness anymore at this point. I grabbed my plate and walked to the kitchen to wash my dish. As I was about to wash it, a server took it from my hands and smiled at me. So I guess they'll do it then.
I went upstairs fuming. My father and I might of been by ourselves but we enjoyed one another's company. He wouldn't understand because he's stuck in this high class state of mind. He really knows how to tick me off.
I got to my room and shut the door. I needed to relax.
I decided a nice shower will do the trick then I'm leaving. I did bring my Beats Pill with me from home so I decided to bump it with Beautiful by Snoop Dogg ft. Pharrell. An oldie but a goodie.
I was singing my heart in the shower. I was actually dancing and singing in the shower. I was having a good time. Repeat on.
I got out of the shower and put my robe on. I left my dirty blonde hair down to let it air dry before I blow dry it.
I opened the door to my room and my anger triggered once again. Abraham was there sitting on my bed.
"Get out." I said angrily.
"I am forced to apologize and you know I don't apologize." He said.
"Well if you're forced than I'm not going to accept so don't waste breath." I said going in my closet.
"Snoop Dogg fan?" He said following me.
"Yeah." I said looking through my clothes. The song was still playing.
"You don't have many clothes." He said looking at my small wardrobe.
"Thanks for noticing." I said sarcastically and rolling my eyes.
"Look..."
"You know what you said we should start over yet you are still mean to me. Like what did I do." I said frustrated looking up at him.
"I know. I know. It's just that sometimes I forget I shouldn't be mean all the time. It's a habit."
"Well you better break it. Because you know what I can be just as mean." I said challenging.
"Oh really." He said walking closer towards me.
"Really." I said in confirmation.
He was super close to me like last night. We were looking at each other. Lost.
"Abraham honey! Krystal is here to see you!" We heard Ann calling from the bottom of the stairs. Krystal?
We were still looking at one another.
"You better go see Krystal. Don't wanna keep her waiting." I said smirking. I walked away with the clothes I picked out in my hand.
He took a sharp intake of breath and left closing the door behind him.
Not again. He is so....distracting.
I got ready and was ready to hit the shops. I decided I am going shopping.
Whenever I get ready I have to blow dry my hair, put at least some eye makeup, and wear heels or wedges. It gives me a more of a self esteem boost when I do.
I wore an off the shoulder black blouse with skinny jeans and sandal wedges.
I made my way downstairs and went to the living room to await my Uber that I ordered. But I was stopped in my tracks when I seen Abraham and who I presume is Krystal making out. Really. Might as well get a room.
The sound of my wedges made Abraham look up but I just mouthed, 'sorry' and left them to suck one another's faces away.
I opened the front door and decided to just wait outside.
I walked to the sidewalk and I heard the door open from behind me. I looked and seen Abraham and Krystal holding hands. Couples.
"Where you headed?" Abraham asked.
"Out."
"Do you always have to be coy?"
"To you. Of course." I said teasing.
"Babe are you not going to introduce me?" I heard Krystal say.
"Krystal, Alicia. Alicia, Krystal." He said with a bland tone. My Uber drove up.
"Nice to meet you Krystal." I said while walking to my Uber.
She smiled and waved. Abraham looked at me annoyed.
He is so infuriating. Whatever now I'm going shopping.
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