Arrived home shortly after sundown on sunday. No doubt i had an absolutely amazing time over the weekend and i am really glad i accepted Ally's invitation after all.

The quiet solance of my apartment is such a dull contrast to how loud, active and exciting my weekend had been. I love my quiet apartment, but i miss the company of the girls so much already.

And inspite of myself, i can't help but think about Angelo and how he disappeared altogether when he left to pick up a phone call last night, living me all alone for the rest of the movie, no one even approached me because they thought he was coming back.

I don't know if i will see him again and no matter how much i try not to think about it, i keep replaying our conversation over and over again.

My thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door which i am confident will turn out to be Luke.

"Hey you" he says hugging me.

"Hai" i say, hugging him back as he lifts me and carries me back to the living room, illiciting a fit of giggles from me in the process.

"Thanks for the data by the way," he says, putting me down.

"You made me look good" he winks.

"Don't i always" i chuckle, going to the kitchen. He follows with his laptop.

"So, how was your weekend?" he grins.

"Great, fantastic" i laugh.

"I am so glad i accepted the invitation".

"I told you you would. So, how do the rich spend their time on weekends huh? give me details"

And i do.

I tell him everything, which includes the information about Eric calling.

"I can beat him up for you, make him dissapear, no one will ever know" he suggests jokingly.

I laugh

"Seriously though, maybe you should go to the police if he persists" he adds.

"Yeah, i guess" i shrug.

Then i tell him about Angelo. Every encounter and conversation.

"Are you listening?" i ask, when i notice Luke busy typing away on the laptop.

"Yep"

"What are you doing?"

"The internet is a very useful thing my dear friend, here, i found some stuff" he mutters before adding.

"Angelo Morreli, father is Associate Justice Ivan Morreli of the Supreme court, mother is Dr Loraine Paul Morreli...uhhmm fancy" he makes a face and continues.

"So Angelo is one of five children, he has an older brother, Benjamin who is married with two kids, and three younger siblings, twins Alexis and Alana in college and last born Andreas in highschool. Big family there."

"Uhhmm" i respond, feeling like i am spying or invading his personal space.

"Maybe you will get to met them soon. So did he ask you out?" he asks, looking up from the laptop?

"Were you not listening to me at all?" i ask, wondering at what part i may have implied that.

"Ok, what if he asks you out? Will you accept?"

"He wouldn't ask me out" i state with confidence.

"Say he does?"

"Did you not see that?" i point at the laptop, ergo the information he just read out.

"Does that look like the life of someone that would date someone like me? Not that i am looking down on myself or anything, but we clearly live in two different worlds." i elaborate.

"Well, it sounds like he is attracted to you"

"Still..."i argue. I saw his type and i am nowhere near that. It's not my style. I am happy and comfortable with how i dress and live, but it's clearly not his type.

"Are you attracted to him?" he asks even more seriously. What is this? Another interrogaton?

"Look, what does it matter, i think he has a girlfriend anyway"

"You didn't say no! Anyway, what ever you say" he points out.

We are interupted by a knock at the door, again.

"Must be Sarah, i told her i would he here by the time she arrived" he says, refering to his girlfriend, as he goes to open the door.

"It's Sarah, goodnight" He shouts, when he comfirms it.

"Hi Sarah, good night" i reply, going to lock up after them.

*

The week that follows, is slow and uneventful, with no more calls from Eric. I wonder if Angelo's threat has anything to do with it. Eric is a boy i tutored about six, seven months ago. He developed an unhealthy crush on me, that turned very aggressive and possesive and despite me ending our lessons and all contact months ago, he suddenly started calling me up again.

****

I pride myself over my professionalism and focus, but i have not been able to keep my throughts from drifting off to a certain fair haired beauty sitting outside, on a saturday evening, with a blanket wrapped around her, her beautiful blue eyes glued onto the outdoor screen.

Kyan got back to me over her 'stalker'. The number belongs to an 18 year old boy she gave extra lessons to previously.

His family background and school record seems normal, nothing in his after school activities seems suspicious aswell except for bad grades, so there wasn't much to go off on, but i have Kyan on standby incase i need him to do something more.

*

I arrive at Nick's house on a late thursday afternoon to drop off some legal documents he asked me go over but i find him in a meeting so i have to wait for a while.

I walk up to the library and enter through the big french doors. It's a large room and i know Ally and Marianne like to sit at the back during their lessons.

Stopping at a distance, out of site, i watch them converse with each other, they look serious. Marianne is wearing a black boat neck dress, with a brown thick open front sweater, and flat black pumps on her feet. Her hair is in a tight low ponytail, parted in the middle.

"Mr Morreli, the meeting is over now" the house help says from the door and i turn around and follow her.

"Hey, fancy seeing you here" Nick says from his position on the chair behind the dark brown mahogany desk in his study.

"I got the land agreement you wanted me to check out for you" i say, throwing the papers on his desk.

"Oh that was pretty fast, thought you said you were busy and wouldn't get to it anytime soon?" he raises an eyebrow, picking them up.

"You sound ungrateful" i retort.

"No no, thank you. Just surprised, thats all" he looks at me and smiles.

"What?"

"She is not here" he lies, but i know better.

*

Sitting in Ally's library, i grade some school work i brought along with me, while i wait for her to complete an assignment i just gave her.

My phone beeps once to indicate a new message and i look at the screen on my pop ups and notice it's from 'Jaden', my young brother.

My heart stops for a second and i look at Ally and find that she is still focused on her paper.

Picking up my phone, i walk out of the room mumbling a short 'I will be back in a second'.

Holding my phone close to my chest like a treasure, i walk around abit looking for a suitable place i can read the message from. I find myself by the foyer, with big french windows overlooking the lawn and driveway.

Am excited, we haven't talked in so long and now he is making the step to communicate after i myself gave up making efforts.

Raising the phone i stare at the message he wrote anxiously, not knowing what to expect.

I read it again, and again, and again, untill i see tears fall on my phone screen, clouding my view as well as my vision.

'Hey Arie,

Mum told me you were coming home next month, but i don't think that's such a good idea. It will only make things awkward and there is no need for that. We all kinda talked about it and we agreed that mabe you should just skip this one.

Takecare.'

*

I walk out of the study to take a phone call and linger in the hall while i converse. Then i notice Marianne by the window, looking intently at her phone.

I might as well say hi.

"I will call you back" i cut the line and start walking towards her.

"Marianne?" i call, to get her attention but she has her eyes focused on the phone.

"Marianne?" i repeat, but she still doesn't look up.

"Hey??" i say, literally standing in front of her.

She looks up, her eyes glossy with tears.

"huh....sorry" she blinks rapidly, tears falling carelessly.

I literally see red.

Who upset her? I will fucking kill them.

"What happened? whats wrong"? I say, my voice hoarse with concern. I cup her face and force her to look at me when she looks anywhere but me, trying to wipe her tears away.

"Nothing, sorry, you were saying something" she shakes her head and blinks a milion times to hold back further tears threatening to fall.

"Marianne" i say softly, trying a different approach "What happened?" I look down at her phone, the source of her hurt.

"Is it Eric? Is he bothering you again? Tell me." i ask, my voice loosing it's cool again.

"No, just, don't worry about it, i am fine, really"

"You are crying, you are not fine" I disagree.

"I have to go, Ally is waiting for me" she mumbles, but i grab her wrist, pulling her back to me and rub and squeeze her forearms and shoulders.

For some reason, this causes her to start crying again, and she puts boths hands on her face, her body shaking a little.

Oh baby!