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Chapter 5

“What are you reading?” if my relationship with someone is getting better that someone is defiantly not Jonah. Yes, you guessed it right. It is Arnold.
Sure thing it is his efforts in invading my personal space.
Advances I am starting to accept myself. “BLUE OCEAN STRATEGY by W. Chan Kim and Renee Mauborgne” he read on the book, which he snatched from me.
I headed towards my room. Ignoring him as we both are used to. With him following on my steps “ isn’t this too big for you to understand, I can help you with it if you want” I closed the room door behind me leaving him out of the room and locking the door.
The times he tried before never stops him from trying to open the door again. Just like every day.
Today however, he just walked away when the door did not open.
I am desperate for some sleep. I don’t think I can finish that book any time soon. I passed out on my bed and allowed the peacefulness of sleep engulf me.
I am running down the street with grandfather and George driving after me. I am so scared my heart is about to explode. I don’t understand why I am running away or why they are coming after me with such frightening looks on their faces.
Did I make another mistake? Did they find out about my kiss with Arnold?
They are getting closer as my legs keep failing me and wobbling underneath me. A small stone stumbled me to my knees and the pain was what woke me up from that nightmare. I was sweating and striving for oxygen.
I went down to the kitchen to grab a cup of water that I needed desperately. On my way back to my room I saw a figure in the living room sitting there and the only light was what was coming form the laptop.
It’s Jonah. This is my chance to get closer to him. The question is, do I want to do it?
Without noticing my legs led me to where he was sitting. I sat on the sofa near him drinking my water in silence as he typed away on the laptop.
“Do you need something? Should I make you some coffee?” it was then that he noticed that I was sitting there but he just ignored me. Maybe he hates coffee?
Not giving up yet I went back to the kitchen made him a fruit smoothie and went back to the living room “I know that you don’t really like me. I am not fond of you either. No matter how much you hate me please but it aside and drink this. It is three in the morning and you are still awake. your body needs the vitamins” when I got nothing from him I just but the cup on the table next to his laptop and walk back to my room.
It is morning now. And it is very early in the morning. I wake up this early because I don’t want to meet with Jonah’s spoiled girlfriend, and I definitely don’t want to meet them both together.
I headed to the living room first to see if he was still there but there was no trace of him. The cup is on the table. Empty, I couldn’t help the happiness that crept into my heart. I felt so light and free.
I don’t understand where this is coming from but I will appreciate this very rare feeling of happiness.
I took the cup and headed to the kitchen. It is very early and the housekeeper is not here yet. I like to make my own breakfast and that is what I did with no hesitation. I was trying to get a plat to put my food when someone hovered over me and grabbed a cup from the cabinet. “Arnold, can you..” I was scolding while turning to face him and was met nose to nose with a shocked Jonah.
We both stepped away abruptly avoiding looking into each other’s eyes. He was dressed in an Armani grey suite. He looked handsome but the exhaustion that was planted on his face cannot go unnoticed.
I saw him as he went towards the coffee maker and poured himself a cup. SO he drinks coffee. That is something worth remembering.
I spreaded butter on a toast with some strawberry marmalade, added some banana and blueberries and served it to Jonah with so much hesitation.
I do not understand why my body is betraying me and giving him so much of our time and effort.
I took my plate and cup of orange juice and headed to the dining room to have my breakfast in peace. Suddenly feeling vulnerable when he is around.
I was eating my toast using a fork and a knife. I don’t understand why do I have to eat like this when I can easily use my hands to eat. I am just using all those breakfasts as practice to do better in front of grandfather.
Maybe if I do he would treat me better.
A hand caught my right one and I saw Arnold eating what’s in my fork. Has he lost his mind? “What is your problem? I am using it myself” I am really angry at him. He is so unpredictable and annoying.
“We’ve already kissed why are you acting so shy now” I saw Jonah stopping in his track upon hearing his words. He is so annoying. I slapped the fork into his chest and headed out of the kitchen. I totally lost my appetite because of him.
I was heading out to the waiting car when Arnold stepped in my way. “when are you available?” I looked at him bewildered.
“What?” what is he up to now?
“Let’s go out today, when you finish your business” okay he is acting weirder every single day.

It’s night time and I am exhausted. The moment I reached the doorstep the door opened and an excited Arnold stepped out. Right he wants to go out.
He engulfed my hand in his and took fast steps towards his red Maserati Ghibli. “where are we going?” I asked the moment he entered the car. I don’t have the power to argue with him but at least I need to know where we are heading.
He said nothing. Just gave me a weird look and looked back to the road.
It has been over seven minutes of awkward silence. We have nothing to talk about. We are not even that close.
We arrived at a fancy restaurant and the valet opened the door for Arnold who in turned opened my door and helped me get off the car.
“My friend owns this restaurant, they were able to recruit a very famous chef. The restaurant is now fully booked for the next year” I formed an O with my lips. It seems as if this chef is a big thing.
“I know you love cooking, that is why I want you to try his food” he continued and I really was touched with this action.
“we can’t eat all of this food” I complained as he kept ordering even after ordering five dishes already.
“The chances of us coming back to this place is close to zero. That is why we need to make the most of this chance” I moved my head in disapproval. This man’s totally lost it.
He kept telling me stories about him, I doubt any of these is true. I bet he made these stories up to have something to impress girls he take out. I can tell from his tone, his expressions and eye. There is no light in them when he is telling these stories. As if it is something he memorized and answering an oral test.
“When did you and Jonah become this close” it has always been something I am desperate to know. What kind of a relationship do they both have for him to have such access to the house.
“We were four when we first met” it was true, I can see some life in his eyes. It is a real memory.
“So you guys grew up together or something?” I asked really interested for the first time this evening. Don’t get me wrong the food is like heaven. Only the stories were ruining the mood.
“We all went to the same schools.”
“We?” does this include me? “I mean us as rich fellows” his answer is not clear.
“Did we know each other before that meeting in Jonah’s house?”
“Jonah’s house?” he smirked “ Your not calling it our house like any other girl would”
“ Don’t change the topic Arnold! Did we know each other before?”
“Yes” he sighed “No not really, we went to the same school yes but you are such a snob. No one wanted to get close to you. Well except to spread your legs.”
I am shocked, I never knew that I was such a person.