Chet Watakeekul
When training ended, I quickly got in the showers. I was going to meet with my mom. She was helping me and Vincent with wedding planning. There was a lot to do still.
I was showering quickly when I felt eyes on me. The kind of eyes that made you uncomfortable without even having to see someone watching you. I quickly scanned the showers to see Alvarez quickly look away pretending he hadn't been watching me in a creepy way. I let my eyes bore into the back of his skull in warning. He wasn't watching, but he surely had to feel it the way I had felt it when he had been staring at me.
A few of our fellow teammates had caught our stares. I didn't have to say anything for them to understand what had happened. Now I wanted to get out of there even more than I had before but for a different reason.
I went into the locker room and quickly got dressed. Alvarez stayed in the shower longer than he usually did. I assumed it was to avoid me. I said goodbye to the rest of my teammates and rushed out to my car. Thoughts of Alvarez were pushed aside as I focused on meeting my mom.
I drove home first so I could take Goldie out. I took Goldie with me as we went to my parents house. My mom's car was in the driveway, but my dad was still at work.
I didn't bother to knock and I had a key so I let myself in. My mom sat on their couch. When I first walked in, her expression was sorrowful as she stared down at her phone. She smiled when she noticed me and Goldie.
"Hi," she said. I took Goldie's leash off her and she ran to my mom. "Hello," my mom said warmly as she scratched the top of Goldie's head lovingly. Goldie leaned into her legs with a smile and her eyes half closed.
My mom stood and said, "I already spoke to Vincent about invitations and I narrowed down the choices based on what he said so you just have to pick which one you like." I followed her into the kitchen. Her laptop was open on the table.
"Is something wrong, mom?" I asked.
She had her hand on the back of one of the kitchen chairs, but she froze when I asked. Then she sighed and said, "No. I don't know. Kanni told me she saw Kiet and that it looked like he was on drugs again."
No surprise there, but I didn't say that out loud.
"I just tried to call him right before you walked in, but he didn't answer."
Of course he didn't. He cut off all contact with my parents when he was doing drugs. I was surprised he even spoke with Kannika. Again, I didn't say any of that out loud. Whenever I thought of Kiet, red hot anger would rise within me, but I knew my parents still hoped he would change. He was their son and I didn't want to say anything that would cause them pain. So instead, I didn't say anything.
She paused as if waiting for me to say something. When I didn't, she said, "But you didn't come here to talk about that. You came to do wedding planning." She sat down. I sat next to her. Goldie sprawled out on the floor behind us when it was clear my mom wasn't going to shower her with more love. At least not at the moment.
My mom pulled up the wedding invitation options on her laptop. There were four of them each in different styles of green, black and cream. "Which one do you like the best?"
There was one that had a green frame, the main part was black with cream writing. One was all black with green leaves at the corners again with the cream writing. The third one was mostly white with black writing and a green ribbon. A literal ribbon, not an inked on ribbon. I immediately thought the green ribbon would make the envelopes too bulky, but I didn't want to say anything until I had seen all the options. The last one started as dark green on the top and blended to black by the time it reached the bottom of the page with cream in the middle and green writing.
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From My Love to My Life (MXM) (sequel to From My Enemy to My Love)
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