Love Soaked In Rain

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫-𝟐𝟒 || 𝐈𝐯𝐚𝐧

"Get out from my house!  I said get the hell out!"

I have just returned at home, here we go. My step-dad is already started to yell at me without any reason.

"I told you to lend me some money, yet you didn't! You know how important the money is for me? I can't buy any wines and alcohol. Give me the fuck right now Ivan!"
"Why should I lend you even?" I reply coldly. "What's the deal between us? Nothing right? "

"You!" He rushes to me furiously. I don't step back. No emotions are working inside of nyself right now. Mama stands in front of me while convincing him.
"Please stop this! I will lend you how much you need."
"Move away from my path Marie! I am not those cowards who depends on their wives for living,specially a wife like you! I'll take his soul from his body tonight! "

He starts to move her aside, yet she's standing firmly. I whisper to Mama to stay away from this matter. But she's too concern about me. Tears are floating in her eyes, flowing down by her cheeks. The inside of myself is going to shatter into pieces, yet I don't know how I am standing here.

"What do you need from me? Money? But why should I lend you that?" I ask him, my voice cracks.
"Because you live in my house! Your meals come from my salary! Because I waste my money on a bastard like you every month! So you should also do the same for me as favour,you owe me!" He shouts harshly.

"But I'm not an alcoholic like you. And I don't waste your money for buying some shits like you do every month."

His face becomes redder. Anger is devouring him completely  that he loses his conscious and suddenly emits Mama aside amd grab the collar of my shirt. I squeeze my eyes. No matter how bastard he is, I have no rights to hold my hands on him. My father at least taught me to respect people unlike him.

"Just get out now from my house if you can't will to give me what I need!  Don't ever dare to show your face in this house or I'll sue you! Get the hell out of this house, NOW!"

He is raming me with all force. So he thinks I owe him because he does my livings? Well, I'm established and I can also bear my own expenses. If he can't tolerate my existence in his house, then I'm not also living. Eventually I can live peacefully anywhere in this world if it means I don't have to face him daily.

I slowly blow him out. "Fine, I don't want to live here anymore neither. " I walk to the doorway while Mama grabs my hand tightly.

"Ivan, don't go. Don't leave me! How can I live without you?"
She's crying.

"Mama" I look at her. "Everytime when I tell you to leave this man forever, you never care to listen me. You may tolerate his torments, but I can't. If I can, I'll come back to bring my personal stuffs from this house. Take care."

I bid her goodbye. She bursts into tears. I know how she is feeling now, my heart aches seeing her on her knees and crying the hell out. But I have nothing to do. She chooses to stay with him, and I can't force her to change her decisions. After all, she is an adult.

I left my house. No, I left his house.

It's after 12 at night. And I don't know where to go now. Even hotels are not nearby anywhere. And I'm not feeling to stay there now. When people say, money can't solve any problems always,  they actually mean it. I can understand now.

I can stay at any of my friends place, but I don't want them to get to know about my personal life. Because of course they would ask him why did I left my house at this night. I suddenly think about Emily. I can go to her place. But the problem is her apartment is too secured,  I have to let her know that I'm going to her place now. I'll be lucky enough if they allow me to enter in this midnight.

As plan, I have called Emily a while ago. She was wondering at first that why I am outside at this night. But I couldn't explain her briefly, so I just asked her if I can stay at her place only for the night. She said it won't bother, but she has to let the bodyguards knows about it. She suggested me to come over while she would ask the bodyguard.

Here I am now, in front of her apartment which is a fourteenth floor complex. I was roaming around the the gate outside. Suddenly the gate swing opens. An old man comes across and look at me.
"Your name?"
"C-Christopher Ivan! " I nervously replied.
"What's your relation with Emily Thomson? "
"Boyfriend. "
"Umm. You can enter." He opens the gate further.

I enter inside and find Emily standing there with a sweet smile.

Her smile is enough to erase all my pains and anguishes.

She comes forward to me. She is in a shorts and baggy t-shirt with her hair tied up. She's looking like a five years old baby girl who is always in a jolly mood.

"Let's go." She speaks up. She speaks up normally  to me after one week. And my heart fills up with a deep affection. She doesn’t know how much I had missed her actual voice. Becuase those days when she tried to avoid me after that incident, she was grumpy and stingy to me. A satisfaction rush inside myself that things between us are getting well slowly.

She takes me inside the apartment. She lives on the tenth floor. We reach to her flat with elevator and I can't help but wondering how whapped she is! I can feel how well decorated would be her house even we are outside her flat. She opens the door as she put off her shoes and on her cute little slippers. She offers me to put on slippers too. I surprise as the slippers perfectly clings to my foot. As she understand my inquiry she smiles and replies.

"Mom and Dad sometimes come to visit me. So gotta buy one for them too. This is Dad's one, but thanks God it helps."

Every single thing about her is cute.

I enter inside and discover a large TV setting on the wall, with a set of cherry shaded sofa. As far I can see from here, most of her furnitures and decorations are likely redish or pink. Though I already thought everything about her is pinkish, even she is also.

She suggests me to sit on the sofa, while she went to kitchen. I'm excited to discover her sweet house eventually. So I follow her to the kitchen instead of waiting for her.

I reach to the kitchen and watch her making lemonade. As she realises I am here, she looks back at me.
"Making some lemonade for us. Wanted to welcome you with a coffee, but you won't get a sleep then."
"That wasn’t necessary. " I say as I lean back to the kitchen table while facing her properly.
She is done with her lemonade. While serving on one glass she asks, " So, why are you outside your home at this midnight? Everything is okay?"
I sigh in disappointment. "My father made me get out of the house."

She was taking a sip from her lemonade  while listening me. She suddenly starts to cough. I was going forward to her but she nods that she is okay.

"Ivan, are you joking at this midnight? " She wonders.