As much hate Is to love

Chapter 7 - People

Celiné

One, two.. I'm breathing. Three, four.. down the stairs. Five, six.. I've lost breath... I can't breathe.

I'm heading down the stairs, making my way to the 'meeting' Andre had planned. Since he wanted me to meet some other people.

Which of course was a shitty idea. I already hated it here. Despite this luxury I have. I miss my job.. my bed... my room. I miss home..

My thoughts got interrupted when I took the last step down the stairs.. I snap back to reality.

I swallow the thoughts and the emotions I have built up in my throat. I open my eyes as I see Andre waiting for me. He has his phone up..

I walk up to him.. he's standing there. In the living room. Calmly. His features relaxed.. for some reason.

While I'm almost sweating. My palms, for the most part. I walk up to him. Of course respecting his personal space.

I put my hand's together and wait for words to come out of his mouth..

"Right on time, the others should arrive in a while.."

He says, staring down at me with a cold look. I nod slightly in response. Rubbing the back of my neck.

We stand there, in the living room. For a couple of very, very awkward moments.

With constant staring drily and playing with a tie on my wrist. I curl my toes in my shoes.

It unpleasantly stale and quiet. Until a door nearby in the house in slammed shut.

I jump a little at the sound, meanwhile Andre is calm and confident. He flexes his jaw and lifts his chin up.

Staring at the place where the bang came from.

Loud, stomping foot steps where hearable from hear. And suddenly a girl steps in the living room..

Her features and body language only show displeasure, antagonism.. and pure rage.

Her eyebrows are narrowed and her eyes flash a shine of annoyance. I look over at the two. She isn't even staring at my direction. She is showing all her focus and attention to Andre.

She takes action and steps in and suddenly she's shaking with rage..

"What the fuck Andre!? Again? The 7th girl this year!"

She shouts at Andre, as she lifts her hands up in the air. Breathing heavily.

Andre rolls his eyes and crosses his arms glaring at her in annoyance.

"Fuck off.."

She nods sarcastically as she fakes smiles.. while she looks at me..

Meanwhile I stare at the two.. with cold eyes. The girl swallows and licks her lips. She rolls her eyes towards Andre, while he just stares at her. Dryly and raises an eyebrow slightly.

As I'm trying to understand what just happened and what they've meant.. suddenly she turns over to me.

She eyes me up and down.. from tip to toe.

I cross my legs as I rub my shoes together. Until three men barge in. They look around in their twenties. One is in a suit, elegant, simple but fancy. And the other two with simple fits.

"Sorry, traffic.." The guy with the elegant outfit says.

"Diego is the one who can't drive. Who even gave him his license?"