Shattered Illusions

Chapter 14 - Mine

Alex's POV:

I was glad to see that Allysa was happy with Isabel. She was having fun and trying to participate in conversations and stuff. We had decided to finally pay a visit to Edinburgh and take care of my father's things and state. Attention to it was due a long time now. I know I said no before, but then I overheard Allysa explaining Isabel about why she took the step. And honestly, now I feel a little guilty that it took me this long to understand my father's emotions. The hell he must have gone through is unimaginable to anyone, but him.

I wasn't angry with my father anymore. I didn't need to know any more about his state, since I already knew enough. I just miss him very much. But now I get it, if he had tried to live a little longer just for our sake, he might have ended up being resentful and more hurt than a human can possibly tolerate. Though I hope he is in a better place now, living peacefully and watching over us. I am really thankful to Allysa for it is because of her that I was able to move past my delusion and to his reality. I still have immense respect for him for staying around as long as he did, just so he could make sure we are able to stand on our own feet. I love you, dad.

I, Marcus and Allysa were to leave tomorrow. I was kind of excited to show Allysa around where I grew up and the farmhouse where I spent most of my summers, making memories with my father. I heard everyone arguing outside my office, so I decided to go and check before they all blast my house. "Don't leave me alone with this fuckin' dickhead. He'll irritate me to death." Isabel was whining to Isa. Zane just stood there shocked. I silently laughed as this was the first time a woman could shut up Zane, apparently immune to his charms as he says. "Hey lady, you aren't exactly a sweetheart that I would waste my precious time talking to you." Zane retorted back. After that, they started bickering nonstop, never giving a chance to someone to intervene and solve it out. I rubbed my temples as they continued swearing at each other. That's when Allysa yelled. "SHUT UP YOU BOTH!!"

Everyone immediately went silent and looked at each other. Allysa doesn't usually lose her calm. "I have been hearing you two since yesterday, bickering constantly. What's even the matter? This is a fucking huge house and you both can just stay at opposite ends. Plus, no matter how much you both might try to create distance in front of us, we all know you guys are fucking behind our backs. It's almost impossible for you both to keep your hands off of each other. SO, SHUT UP!" They both looked at her wide-eyed, as if in a matter of seconds, their eyes will fall out of their sockets. I laughed. Zane cleared his throat and try to weasel his way out of this one. "I--what--um no--we--" I interrupted him. "Shut up Zane, we all saw you both kissing the shit out of each other in the garage. You do know there are cameras, right?" Zane's eyes widen again in realization. "Fuck" Isabel glared at him and slapped his shoulder. "Ouch!" "You're a fucking idiot, you don't know where the cameras in the house you've been living in since your childhood." She screamed at him. "Hey! Everyone makes mistake." She scowled. Damn, this woman really is scary. "Anyways, it's just sex guys, none of us are interested in relationship or shit. So, never mind." She quickly interjected. "Yeah sure, of course." Zane said feigning ignorance. I know him better than that. He likes her, but his huge-ass ego won't ever let him admit that. I shook my head in amusement. Let's see how long he'll keep ignoring.

I approached Allysa. She seems angry today. "What's got your panties in a bunch today princess?" She ignored me and started going back to her room. The hell?! I grabbed her wrist and yanked her back to me. She kept a hand on my chest to steady herself. I stared in her eyes. "I asked you a question." She sighed. "We have our flight tomorrow and there is still a lot of packing left to do for me. I don't know what to pack and everything's a mess." Then she started crying. What the fuck?! "Are you on your periods?" She glared at me. "Why the fuck do you men always assume that we are on our periods whenever we get angry or irritated?! Just leave me alone." She pushed my chest and started to go away. I followed behind her. "Are you though?" She yelled at me. "YES! I AM! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!" Oh boy, she really is a devil in disguise during this time. I stopped following her and let her be before she flips out even more and slaps me or something. I went back to the kitchen and made her some brownie and covered it with layers of vanilla ice-cream. Just as she likes it.