Chapter 18: Nate

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Nate's POV:

My eyes widened at hearing my father's words, Lilly is going to kill you. A voice kept chanting in my head over and over again. As if I didn't know that. I retorted back.

Lilly's face could be confused for a red velvet cupcake. She kept opening and closing her mouth unable to form words.

"The least you could do is get out of here, I don't tolerate prostitutes in my house." My mother, said with so much distaste.

My mother is digging her our grave willingly.

I think this sentence was all the motivation needed for fierce Lilly to grace us with her appearance.

"Excuse me, did you just insinuate that I'm a prostitute?" Lilly asked, trying to keep calm, but the bitterness was evident in her voice.

"No, I wasn't insinuating, I was stating. Now, I suggest you get out of here before I call the security guards, I am tired and in no mood to deal with your such." My mother said in a clipped tone.

Lilly's face turned beet red, not from embarrassment, but from anger. I knew that my position there just staring at the argument and not saying anything is despicable, but I couldn't help it I needed to see how Lilly was going to react, it must be fun to watch.

"Okay listen here, and listen clearly, I tried to show some respect to your highness, but pardon me, I do not tolerate being talked to this way!" Lilly said, anger evident in her voice.

My parents' eyes widened. "Natha-" My father started but Lilly cut him off.

"Oh yea right, Nathaniel? Are you going to stand there like the useless person you are? You got me into this mess from the start!" Lilly lashed out on me.

Thank you Mother and Father.

"How exactly did I get you into this situation? You were the one who kept pestering me to go meet Rosie." I argued.

"Yes, but you were the one who almost drowned me!"

"And I saved your life after it, how would I know that you can't swim, I don't see it pasted on your forehead!"

"Its common sense! Not everyone can swim and you had to give me your clothes to look like a hooker, I told you give me pants Nate and you were just like no, my boxers or nothing! Why are you that annoying?"

"It was funny seeing your reaction, plus I bet you're squealing from the inside because you're wearing my clothes!"

"Oh get over yourself, not every single female falls at your feet." Lilly retorted.

"It's the truth even old ladies hit on me." I stated, smirking.

"You disgust me." She spat.

"The feeling is mutual." I responded getting closer, our nose were almost touching and Lilly's face was a deep shade of red, not that my face wasn't any similar. I could feel the heat radiating off from it.

We started a glaring contest. You're never too old for that.

"Oh, give up already, Natey." Lilly cooed.

"Don't call me that, Lilly." I growled.

"Why, Natey?" She whispered slowly.

"I'm going to wring your neck and send you away in a body bag." I threatened.

"N-" She never got to complete the sentence, as my father interrupted.

"Enough!" His voice boomed around the house, damn.

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