“Because what, Max?”, I yelled again.
“Because you are mine!”, he yelled back.
What the hell?
Has he just said what I heard him say?
“What the hell are you talking about?”, I asked confusingly.
He fixed his eyes on me and then shook his head negatively.
“Just forget it!”, he deadpanned, pushed me to the side and went in his walking-in closet.
He slammed the closet door making me jump in fright at the loud bang that echoed in his new empty bedroom.
What? Why? How?
There was so many questions zeroing around in my mind right now. I think I’m gonna lose my mind if I stay even a little bit longer in Max’s room.
I heaved out a sigh and walked out.
“What happened, dear?”, I heard Cindy asking while I was walking downstairs.
“He said he’s coming”, I answered and smiled when her mother turned back around to walk in the kitchen.
I don’t even know if he’s going to come or not!
“Come on, then, come in the kitchen, your mom is helping me”, she yelled from there.
Just when I walked in, the fragrance of food filled my nose, making me realised that I was still a lot more hungry. You can’t really blame me. I mean, I only ate one granola bar since I returned back from school and I didn’t eat anything at school and that too because of Max!
And my babies! My skittles!
I shook my head negatively and then smiled at Cindy and my mother.
“What can I do for you?”, I asked Cindy but she waved her hands dismissively.
“Oh, we are almost done. Don’t worry! Go and sit in the living room while we set the table”, she said while wiping her hands in her apron.
“Oh, okay then”, I shrugged and walked out.
“Princess, would you mind bringing me some water?”, I heard my father from behind and I turned around to see him reading some newspapers. Why does he keep on reading these newspapers? That answer is beyond my understanding. I mean, come on, almost every newspaper has rubbish written. Apart from the success that the country is getting economically, industrially, commercially and information about future developments and improvements and all, crimes and slaughters shouldn’t have been printed on newspapers because such things only make some persons’ mind go astray and some even worry too much while reading such articles. I know it’s good to raise awareness about such violent acts but sometimes, some persons add more to it and make it appear even more dangerous than it already was.
“Of course not, I’ll just get some water for you”, I walked back in the kitchen and saw my mom tidying up and drying the dishes that Cindy was rinsing and giving to her.
“Mom, can you please get me a glass of water? It’s for dad”, I asked while I watched Cindy keeping the now cleaned and dried dishes aside.
“Just give me a second”, she said and dried the last dish.
She filled a glass of water and gave it to me.
“Thank you”, I smiled and carried it back to the living room.
“Here”, I gave the glass of water to dad and he swallowed it in one go and gave it back to me. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and smiled at me. Finally! He finally noticed me. He was so immersed in his reading that he did not even paid me a little bit of attention. It was always like that. Him and his newspapers!
“Thank you, princess”, he smiled and continued with his reading but he couldn’t even read one page more when he heard mom’s frantic cry from behind and he jumped in fright.
“Don’t you dare start reading! We are here for dinner”, mom said through gritted teeth while she approached dad.
I hide the smile playing on my lips with my right hand while I grabbed the now empty glass in my left hand.
“No but or whatever! Come on, dinner is ready”, mom said seriously and didn’t even let dad finish reading the page that he was currently reading and dragged him to the table.
“But Lucy!”, dad whined.
I giggled at them and walked back in the kitchen to leave the glass in the sink.
“Come Shelly! Dinner is ready”, Cindy yelled from the living room.
“Yeah, coming!”, I yelled back and walked there to see Cindy helping Ashton to a chair and then, she tied a napkin around her neck.
“Come sit”, she said and pulled a chair for me.
“Thank you”, I smiled and sat down.
The chair next to me was left unoccupied and I suddenly felt my heart beating rapidly.
Don’t tell me Max is going to sit next to me! Please don’t!
But my plea came to an end when I saw an outstretched hand grabbing the chair and pulling it back to sit.
Soon, I was face to face with Max and he winked at me when he sat down.
“Hey, babe!”, he smirked and placed his right hand on my left thigh, making me jump in surprise.
Oh god! Not again!
I could see my parents’ posture changing from a happy one to a tensed one.
Even my mom’s face hardened and she stared at Max as if she could murder him with her eyes.
Little Ashton was too busy playing with her doll while Cindy was too busy in making Ashton eat her dinner for them to notice the awkwardness that filled the atmosphere.
“Oh Shelly, how was your shopping spree? Max told me that it was great and that he’s happy he got to spend some time with you”, Cindy asked and broke the tension in the living room.
I glanced at Max, his mouth hanging opened with his filled up spoon inches away from his mouth.
He was like a deer caught in headlights as I stared back at him with wide eyes, my mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out.
I don’t know how to respond to Cindy myself!
He looked up at me and then looked down guiltily, not making eye contact with me.