Tulips

24. Her. Him.

Freen.

Stop it Freen. The room is full of your dad's family and Theia's friends. Get a grip! That was what my mind was screaming to me.

But how she looks tonight, how she stare, how she moves... Who knew this cute florist could be so seductive. I am utterly seduced the moment I saw her in that dress. Everything about her screams hotness. How can I resist?

She woke up something in me that's been sleeping. Something I've been burying just to do what's expected for me to do.

She kissed me. No... No Freen. Not here! It's as if I woke up. I pushed her but hold her wrist and walked out of the dance floor and the room dragging her behind.

We were almost at the door of the exit when I saw my dad through the door. He just got out of his car. Oh shit. I literally froze. When he's about to be let in by the bouncer, I suddenly panicked seeing Becky beside me. He can't be seeing me with her. I can't think of anything but... I have no choice. So I walked out of the Equinox, dragging her. I then spun her around before lettingher go.

"Go home and don't come back. I told you I'll never give in anymore." With that I turned and went back in.

As soon as I got in, I felt horrible. I pushed her again. If I didn't saw dad, who knows what would've happened. I went back to Theia's party and went straight to the bar.

While waiting for my drink, a hand suddenly touched my shoulder. I got irritated for the hand was heavy and was about to shout at who it was. Good thing I didn't, for when I looked up, it was Dad.

I got confused for he was smiling.

"Freen, it's nice seeing you here." He said as he sat beside me. "On your sister's party, I mean."

"Hi Dad." I looked at the bar tender as if asking for help. Please give me my drink... Faster... That's what's inside my head. "Theia came to me, asking to help her organize this and also the drinks too. You might be looking for her, she's at the dance floor."

"I'll look for her later. Since you're here..." He signaled the waiter and asked for a scotch.

Whenever I see him I get anxious. It's as if he'll reprimand me everytime we see each other. When he got his drink he looked at me and raised slightly his glass.

"Congratulations to all this." He used his glass to point the place.

I was shocked. It was the first time he ever gave me a compliment. He clink his glass on mine and drank his in one go.

"You're on the right path kid. My dad never said a single thing when I did something right. Mom say that's his way of making me tough. To not let good words make my head big. He needs me to keep it up and never stop. I did the same thing to your siblings."

"Why you give me good words then? Cause I'm not one of them?" Something's starting to boiling, yet still I'm controlling myself.

"Of course you are one of them... but you're different. None of your siblings even had the guts to set up a business. Nor even tell me what they want to do with the money I give them. I don't need to toughen you up, cause you're already tough. Just keep walking or even run on a straight path and you'll be more successful." He stood. "I'll leave you here, your sibs might get jealous. They're not like you. Good luck kid." He said patting my shoulder.

I watch him walk away. I then empty my glass trying not to cry. I entertained myself by watching those around me. I then noticed a glass half empty near the end of the bar. I felt disappointed for someone just wasted a fine Spirytus colada sunrise. My eyes went wide when I realized that's what Becky drank a while ago. I immediately stood and ran out of the room towards the elevator.