The Ride

CHAPTER 15: It's Not What You Think

BELLATRIX

Going away for a few days was well worth it and perfect for us. While gone, we had intimate conversations along with serious ones. I couldn't be happier and am quickly finding it easier and easier to decide in soon enough to stay with him and learn all that I can about being his old lady and being in a club like his.

He even taught me how to shoot a gun while we were away and turns out I am a 'natural' (according to him).

Not saying I buy into me ever having to use it unless it is in self defense and obviously have no other choice if that type of situation were to ever come about.

Right as soon as we returned from our little quick vacation, it was back to reality.  Although this time, things were different and throughout the next couple of weeks, Cyran had seemed to be doing better at making sure he communicates with me better. Mainly meaning that he makes sure to let me know when he is in his way home.

Now, not that I'm complaining. In fact, I find it really sweet and cute that he has been doing this but he has been sending me texts messages or calls me throughout the day whenever he is out of the house asking me things like what am I wearing and other random things too. And it wasn't like he was texting or calling me every minute throughout the day but, I'm talking about three to four times before telling me he was on his way home, of how many times he'd message me. Which in my book, isn't as many as most guys do or at least that I haven't experienced before.

Today however, it would be difficult because I was meeting up with a friend of Lyna's, Charlie, for lunch, whom she had sent copies of my ideas for tiny homes that would be comfortable, affordable and yet, luxurious. And turned out he likes them a lot and runs a company who designs spaces that are very space and storage saving.

After we had finished having lunch, going over my ideas of designs and signing a contract, he drove me back to Angelyne's and Lyna's house.

I was more than thrilled! Beyond excited even. I felt so good and confident about my skills and ideas more and what made me feel even happier was the fact that I was finally able to determine what I wanted to do with my life.

I have never felt more certain or determined. I mean, I've always had ideas for certain products and even thought about becoming an interior designer or something along those lines. Now, thanks to Lyna and Angelyne, things are looking more promising for what I want to do for the rest of my life.

Honestly, I had thought in the back of my mind after high school that I knew what I wanted to become but realized shortly afterwards in the end that although I enjoyed some aspects of that type of a job, my heart wouldn't be in it and would end up regretting that decision. Then I was back at square one, not knowing anymore for sure what I wanted to do. So this was a lot for me.

To celebrate, I had thought about taking Lyna, Angelyne and Cyran out to dinner tonight to tell them the exciting news.

Once we returned to the house, Angelyne and Lyna weren't back yet and right as I get out of the car, I thank Charlie again for the opportunity and he reminds me about sending him the designs through email since he was heading back to where he lives, on New York and to be sure I send him the final designs with more specifics and features in them to his email.

"I promise I will." I replied.

"Great! Now I'll probably fly you out to New York to meet up with some partners of mine. You can then even meet my wife and maybe you guys can discuss some interior ideas." He suggests.

"That would be great, thanks!" I smiled. "Can I bring Cyran?" I asked.

"Of course!" He smiled. "Look forward to doing business with you!" He says.

"Thank you!" I smiled in reply.

I suddenly heard Cyran pull up in the driveway real fast and I asked if Charlie wanted to meet Cyran but he reminded me his flight back home was going to leave in an hour and had to still drop off the rental car.

So as soon as he leaves, I turned around and started to walk right up towards Cyran and stopped a few feet away when I saw him glaring at Charlie's car.

"Who was that?" He asked me with some jealousy in the tone of his voice.

"Baby!" I looked at him. "Don't be jealous. That was Charlie. Angelyne and Lyna's friend who has his own company designing space saving storage ideas and he just told me he loved my ideas and...." I started to tell him to try and get him excited also, but he interrupted me.

"And what?! Is he the reason you didn't reply for a long time? And how come you never told me about him before?" He asks.

Is he for real right now?! If he stops interrupting me, maybe he'll know more.

"Like I was saying, Lyna told me about him two days ago and I didn't even know really until yesterday that he was coming down here to meet with me and possibly sign me onto being a part of his company." I replied feeling agitated. So I began storming off into the house.

"Don't walk off when we're talking, Trix!" He called out to me while filling me into the hosue.

"Stop it!" I snapped and turned around to look at him. "I am trying to explain to you who he was and why he was here and everything but you know what, if you don't care to truly hear me out and know it isn't what you think, then you can just leave and talk to me when you're ego has been toned down a bit."

My god, I know that he cares and I've seen him get jealous over guys looking at me but for some reason, this time, he seems to have been taking things a bit overboard. Did he have a bad day or something?! I mean, what the hell?!

Next chapter will be posted soon! :)