Different Type of Love

15

Cecilia

December 8, 1945

Elodie willing to give me up like that hurt. I grab the few things I brought and stormed out of her door. 

"Cecilia!" She calls out. She follows me and grabs me at the head of the stairs. I don't dare to look her in the eyes.

"What?" 

"You can't leave yet.." Is all she says. I laugh and snatch my hand back.

"Why not?" I ask, folding my arms, now glaring into her eyes.

"We're having dinner tomorrow." She smiles. I scoff, in immense pain. 

"Right. Right Elodie, all you can about is what people think of you? Goodness, The great Elodie Houde not showing up for lunch with Vera Rose! What a fucking nightmare!" I shout. 

"I was joking." She glares.

"Well fuck you El. I'm leaving." As soon as I say that she pushes me and my back hits a wall. 

"Listen, Cecilia. You will no long continue to downgrade, cuss me out, disrespect me, humiliate, or even yell at me in my own house. Now, you and I both know no one will be willing to pick you up at this time so get your ass back in my room and sit down. Am I understood?" She snarls. I can't help but let my lips form a small smirk. She's hot when she's mad...

Elodie

December 8, 1945

"I don't even want to be here but yes ma'am. " She mocks. She heads to the room and picks up the phone almost immediately. I quietly walk in behind her, careful no too make too much noice.

"Oh! Hey, I'm sorry for the short notice Easton. Do you mind picking m-" She begins but I swiftly take the telephone from her grasp. 

"Do you mind if you pick where and when you two will have your date? She's free all this week and the next, except tomorrow of course." I say, glaring at her to show my disapproval.

"Elodie!" She shout.

"Uh, of course. I am-" before I am able to hear him finish, I cover the transmitter with my hand and move the telephone away from my mouth. 

"Cecilia, I do not have time for this. You are staying here and that is final. I told you not to yell at me and I meant that, especially when everyone is napping downstairs. Now sit on the bed and wait for me to finish this call you started." I demand as I lour. She nods with a lip bite and sits quietly, playing with strands of her long auburn hair.

I finally move the telephone back up to my face with a smile.

"I must apologize, I didn't catch a word of what you said. I'd hate to take more of your time so just tell me, have you decided of a day and place?" I say him in a charming tone.

"Oh- uh! How about- Today is Friday?" He asks.

"Yes, today is Friday, December 7th." I reply.

"Alright then, how about next Monday? What if we go to-" 

"Ah! Keep that a surprise. I just wanted to know if you were ready. I should be going now. Have a good night."

"Thank you, you too." He says just before I end the line. Now all that's left is to deal with Cecilia. She looks up at me with a glare. She's leaning back on her hand with her legs crossed. The way her body sits there, It's difficult to not get distracted by her only in her under garments so I've been trying my best not to look but must I say it is hard. I can't help but let my eyes explore her body.