We are now all sitting at the dinner table, I got to meet Troy's parents and Mason's father and his new wife. And I also met Molly's fiance Andrew, he's royalty or something which will make Molly future princess. And of course Hailey, the biggest surprise of the night, she was invited by Mason's father. I also got to learn that her father and Mr Springler are college buddies, and now Hailey's father is the president of our university.
Right now there is silence at the table, I'm sitting in between Troy and Mason, opposite me is Molly then Hailey and Andrew. The parents are sitting on the other sides of the table, talking among themselves.
"So, Amanda, where did you say you're from again?" MASON'S father breaks the silence by asking me.
"She's from Africa, probably got malaria or whatever diseases she has." Hailey does the pleasure of answering me.
"I'm from SOUTH AFRICA Mr Springler." I ignore Hailey's remark and answer Mason's father.
" How are you finding England so far dear?" Troy's mother asks me.
"It's great mam, even though I haven't seen that much of it, it's wonderful." I answer her then I look at Troy, he hasn't said a word ever since we sat on the table. He's busy playing with his food, not looking at me or anyone.
"How did you and Mason meet?" And then there I just freeze, Troy is the one asking the question. I look at Mason and he's looking at Troy who is equally looking at him. They look like they trying to kill each other, and I break the staring contest buy putting my hand on Mason's which causes him to look at me.
I decide to tell our story but with a little twist." We actually met at the airport when I first got here." I start by saying.
"Yes, the day I came back from mom's funeral." Mason adds by saying, which causes me to look at him again, only to find him looking at his father.
"Mason two weeks have passed, are we still on that topic?" His father asks him.
"Oh really, you killed my mother by bringing that bitch into our life. My mother would still be alive if it weren't for you two." MASON angrily shouts at his father which causes me to let go of his hand in fear, he's so mad.
"Your mother had skin cancer Mason I didn't kill her." His father tries to defend himself.
"Mason stop it." Andrew says as he's trying to comfort Molly who is now crying in his hands. Mason looks at his big sister and back at his father.
"You see what you did? I wish you were the one who died and not mom." He says then he gets up from his chair then leaves, he heads for the kitchen then Troy also gets up and heads for the stairs. I excuse myself then I follow Mason to the kitchen.
When I get there I don't find him but there's a door that leads outside, so I follow through it and I find him sitting beside the pool. He's looking at his reflection in the water, I stand behind him and look at him through the water.
"You should get going, dinner is over." He informs me as if I have no idea.
" I also want to leave, but you got me here and Troy is angry at me."
" Oh of course, I'll take you." He gets up from the pool then he lets us through a small gate right next to the pool.
We are still in his mustang and he's looking ahead, not saying a word. I also don't wanna say anything, especially about Hailey who ran after us when we were leaving. I think they are dating or something and he's using me to get to her.
When I look at the clock, I notice we've been on the road for forty minutes now, which is longer than when we went to Troy's house. When I look around from the window, the surrounding is familiar but not the road I use to get to res.
"Where are you taking me?" I finally ask him.
"My place." He simply says as if it's no big deal.
"Why do you think I would want to go to your place?"
"Because I'm too tired to drive to school, and there are people I don't wanna run into." I think I'm having a mini heart attack, this guy is gonna be the death of me. Just in time I feel my lungs closing in, I think my asthma attack is kicking in. I try to reach out for my bag but it's too far.
"Are you okay?" Mason asks but in panic, I point to my bag then he stops the car then he reaches for my bag. He opens it then goes through it until he finds my pipe, he hands it over to me then I exhale it. Feeling better in an instant.
"Why the heal didn't you tell me that you had asthma?" He starts shouting at me in panic.
"Do....do you.." I try explaining to him but I can't seem to catch my breath." Do you think.... I walk around.... shouting that... I have asthma?" I finally say, he ignores me then starts the car to go. He doesn't seem to have changed his mind about taking us to his place.
I don't say anything because I don't wanna risk another attack, besides, I've been to his place before.
So twenty minutes later he parks his car in a parking lot of some fancy building. Must be his flat's apartment because I've only seen the front, so he gets out but I just sit there and look at him as he rounds the car to open my door.
"Are you gonna sit in the car the whole night?" He asks me and I don't even realize that he has already opened the door. I'm way frustrated to even talk to him, so I do whatever he says and get out of the car.
He tries to balance me and I don't allow him to even touch me. He leads us to an elevator then he presses the last button of the building. He leans himself to the other side of the elevator and I do the same on the other side. We look at each other without a word from any of us, he then closes his eyes but I keep looking.
Seconds feel like forever looking at his handsome face, yes I said it, handsome face. No matter how mad I am of him, I can't deny the fact that he's one good looking fellow. His strong jaw alone is enough to give him a handsome feature.
The moment the elevator opens he also opens his eyes then he catches me looking at him. I instantly look at the long hallway and I remember it from that day I spent the night here. He leaves the elevator first leading me to his apartment, this building is one of the most expensive and most beautiful ones around here.
He stops at a room not far from the elevator, he gets out a card then opens up the door. He moves out of the way to allow me in, the first thing I'm met with is his grey couch in the middle of the room. I can't seem to remember it from my night here, I don't seem to remember anything except his face.
"Have a sit, I'll be right back." He says the same time he walks past me brushing his arm with mine, feel a little chill run through my body. I watch him as he gets into the room with big doors, then he closes it but not until I see the big Queens bed I once woke up in.
