The Summer Of Love

Chapter 13

"Sorry, what were you saying?" I asked

"Reed's dad is awaiting him" I looked over at the kitchen in fact seeing Mr. Kingsley in the kitchen. I sighed. I wouldn't be surprised if my dad dragged him here himself.

"Tomorrow?" Reed whispered as my dad walked away, I nodded, feeling him place a small kiss on my cheek. I closed up the books we were using.

Don't think for a second that we didn't study because we did its just that sexual tension got in the way and you know how that goes.

After putting back the textbooks in the cupboard a few inches away from me I headed to the kitchen. I was starving. I walked into the bittersweet aroma of someone smoking a cigar. That's all the kitchen was, really.

Just filled with smoke. Mr. Kingsley was still here.

I tried to ignore the smoke, sucking in a breath as I grabbed a soda from the fridge.

"You like him?" I heard Mr. Kingsley ask. I turned around, standing outside the kitchen. He stuck his cigar in the ashes placed in a ashtray.

"Don't worry, I'm aware of your asthma." he smiled. His smile reminded me of Reed. A lot.

"I know how your father is and I also know how my son is but if you really like him, I can find a way for you guys to see each other without your dad knowing" this is intriguing but am I willing to sacrifice my relationship with my dad for Reed?

Not that there much of a relationship with either of them.

"And how's that?" I asked

"By keeping him busy, majority of the time he stays at work but if I can get some things in place to keep him busy then you guys could see each other" I don't get it. Why?

"Why are you helping us?" I needed an answer because the one I had in my head confuses me.

"Because, I love my son and if you're what makes him happy then I'd try my best to keep you in his life" Sometimes I wish this is how my dad would act.

That he would just hold me and tell me everything's okay that I could date and he'd threaten to beat up the guys if they hurt me. Doesn't seem like much but it is to me.

To have him interested in the things I actually like. I released a breath I didn't know I was holding as I left Mr. Kingsley.

I headed up to my room, seeing the doors where Lilah and Alex sleep opened. Where are they? I opened my bedroom door. The lights were off, it was close to evening time but it wasn't dark out which means the drapes were closed.

I struggled to find the light switch. Where the fu - shit. I groaned in pain as the lights turned on.

"Welcome to, the museum of food" Lilah was blowing a trumpet while Alex was dressed like a tour guide. With a fake mustache drawn on him.

My toe pained me, only now I realise that I really shouldn't have left those weights any and anywhere.

"The museum of food?" I asked as he clapped his hands. What was I supposed to be looking at. He sighed, in defeat

"Goddamn that Sebastian" he placed his hand on his hips while Lilah continued to blow her trumpet. Where did she even get that from. It wasn't a big trumpet though it was just a small toy like one. A soft knock on the door interrupted us.

The person entered before I could say come in.

"Dinner is almost ready" my father did it himself this time, usually he sends Martha and why did he knock and not wait for me to answer. I sighed, heading to the shower while Lilah and Alex talked to me from the bathroom.

"So, he forbid you?" Lilah asked,

"Yes and it's complete bullshit because I'm almost 18" I felt like a prisoner in my own home.

"Well, I think you should still see him" Alex said, he sounded muffled though. I'm gonna be honest here, I've known Lilah and Alex for as long as I can remember. They're both attractive yes but they've been acting weird for the past month.

I already put two and two together but I'm waiting for them to tell me which by the way should've been the first thing they did. I turned off the shower, stepping out. I really needed that. My hair was a extremely wet.

I'd never really understand why we had to get all dressed up for dinner. It's dinner. In the comfort of your home.

I decided to wear a short pants with one of my sweatshirts. I let my hair stay down, since it was wet the density of it was pretty low. My friends eyed me weirdly.

"What?" I asked

"You just look different" I'll take that in a good way as I picked up my phone. Heading downstairs. I took a seat beside my mother not wanting to be to close to my dad.

I love him but I hate his ways. Alex and Lilah sat on the opposite side of my mother and I while my dad sat in the middle. Sebastian and the others, circled around us, revealing the food.

I mentally gagged at the food being placed in front of me. Collard greens, brocoli and is that soup? What is this? I sniffed it, that does not smell apetitizing. Lilah and Alex looked at me the same way.

"Sebastian?" he looked at me as if knowing what we were gonna say. I whispered something into his ear, hoping he'd agree. He disappeared into the kitchen while my dad just stared at me.

"Are you guys not going to eat?" My mother asked

"This food is not very apetizing mom" she looked flabbergasted

"you've been eating this since you were 5 that's nonsense" I tried to hold back my groan.

"I'm a growing woman, my wings are spreading" she looked at me as though I had 5 heads. It's honestly all Reed to be honest. He literally said that to me two days ago.

Something about me turning 18 and spreading my wings. Whatever that is. Not long after Sebastian returned with a pizza box in his hand and a whole chocolate cake. God, this is heaven.

"Who's this for?" my dad asked

"The three young adults" Sebastian said, I smiled at him. Oh how I love my second parents.

"Aurora, that's too much calories and why is your hair wet"

"Because I washed it" I said as I bit into my pizza, handing the box over to Lilah. She dropped her fork, the clicking of it landing on the plate filled the room