Love And Hate

Chapter 6

Emilio POV

After my long talk with the great Emilia Santiago and what followed after I decided to head to the Bar for some drinks.

Sitting and ordering for some strong alcohol I remembered grandma's visit. After I heard her order I ran downstairs with Lukas tagging along.

"Hey Grandma" I greeted her whilst I gave her a kiss on her cheeks, she looks really mad. "Lukas get out" she ordered Lukas without looking at him. Lukas didn't argue as no one dares argue with her. He gave me a hug and whispered "she looks pretty much pissed off, Goodluck man" He left. I sighed as I became anxious of her visit.

"So, Grandma" I said smiling " come in and relax whilst I get you something to drink?" I said it more as a question. She frowned more at me "Emilio I am not here to sit or take your juice. I came here to tell you how disappointed I am at you" She moved to the living room and sat on the single couch "Did you hear about your father or not Emilio?" She was really trying hard to remain calm I could sense it.

"I did Grandma, Lukas told me this morning" She was looking at me angry now "And why didn't you come to the hospital this morning then Emilio? Don't your family mean anything to you? He is your father and as much as I hate his parenting but you should have visited him as soon as you heard" she was now displaying how angry she is. "Emilio am I not talking to you? Where the hell is your mind!?" Her angry voice made me realize I spaced out. "I am sorry Grandma I do not wish to visit the President. I have a lot to do at school..." before I could say much she cuts in "Emilio Kelvin Diego Santiago that is your father for God's sake. The bullet almost got to his heart and we would have lost him. You must visit your father, is the right thing to do" she stood up and picked her bag ready to go "Grandma I am sorry but I can't go, he has never treated me like his son. He has been more of a president than a father,why should I be a son now?"

She stops in her steps and turned to me, this time she looks more authoritative than usual "then visit the President today by 4pm. No excuse Emilio No excuse " with this she left. I know grandmother, if I do not go by 4pm she might surprise me.

It's now 10pm, after taking my 8th shots trying to forget what transparent in the hospital, I noticed a beautiful blond beside me. She was drinking her heart out and was complaining

Joanne POV

I was tired of my father's ways of doing things. How could he do this to me, I am his biological daughter for peacesake. I became rebellious and got into trouble just to get his fucking attention but he couldn't give me that, instead he shipped me off to Argentina. "Fuck you Dad, fuck you. I wished you fucking died instead of mum" I shouted the words in anger as I took my 15th shots.

I looked at my side and saw this familiar face "Em... Emi... Emilio right?" I asked him as he stirred at me."Haven't you seen a beautiful drunk lady before? " I yelled asking him as I was totally drunk. He just stirred at me without saying a word " You Know something Emilio" He shooked his head as a sign of no "my own father shipped me off to another country, never went on a vacation with me since my mother died and today I saw his Facebook wall filled up with a trip he took his wife and her children to in Miami" I laughed " I mean I am his daughter Emilio" I yelled as I took another shot "but he never payed attention to me". Emilio seemed to understand what I was saying as he took a shot too before he responded to me "I understand you perfectly well Joanne. I mean why can't I be a Rock star? I have to be forced into politics just because that is what my father wants. You are right Joanne Father's don't understand"

"I feel you Emilio" he looks as drunk as I am too."you Know what? I am going home, you want to join me?" I said biting the down of my lips. He seem to understand what I meant as he rose in excitement.

We got to his car and his driver drove us to this beautiful place I could call more a Castle than a house. It has lights all over and it looked more huge and beautiful than our house in Germany. "Beautiful place Emilio" I said as he smiled. He touched my hands and there was this Sparks of light but excitement that in my drunk state I knew what it was.

He looks so beautiful for a man and the way he looks at me, like I am the most beautiful drunk lady in the planet. "We are here sir" the voice of his driver finally brought us to earth and we stepped down.

"Welcome to my place Joan, do ..." Before he could complete his words I locked our lips in deep kisses that I never want to end. He responded immediately with his tongue entangled to mine as we kissed not as two bottles of vodkas but two love birds.

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To be continued
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