Under The Sheets

95. Don't Want To Talk About It

"So, how did your meeting with the company in Manhattan go?" Mum decided to speak after a moment of silence. "Was their company huge? What is their product?" She asks simultaneously.

I took a sip on my hot chocolate and replied, "It went pretty well. The company wasn't that big but it's nice there and they are selling baby products".

"Did you meet new people?".

"Hmm... Well, aside from the company owner, I already know some of their workers" I answered nervously.

I don't know why but I just don't feel comfortable talking about what happened in that company. Besides, I don't want mum asking about stuff, specially that Diana is there. It's just that I can feel the hair on my skin rising little by little as we go further with the conversation, and to be honest, it's pretty annoying to feel that.

"What do you mean you already know some of their workers? I thought you didn't know 'this' company before, until your father told you about it" she said with air quotations, emphasizing the word 'this'.

"Mom, please stop asking me loads of questions" I said giving her a serious look but it's not like I am gonna hurt her like what I used to do before I even had my therapy, which was three months ago.

I have never hurt mum physically but I know I have hurt her emotionally. Well, I'll be honest with myself, I was raised like this. When I was a kid, I remember waking up in the morning without mum and dad in the house, because they were out on a business trip if not, they were somewhere I don't know.

This actually happens a lot so the only people left in our house is my brother, me, the maids, some of the bodyguards, and our butler. My mum didn't really had the time to take care of me and my brother because when she gets home from somewhere, she goes straight in their room and rest.

I know dad couldn't even talk to us because he is way more busy than mom. The routine just went on and on; we wake up without mum and dad in the house and they go home with me and my brother already sleeping. In short, we were kinda' raised already to be independent but somehow we just ask the maid to do stuff for us.

Well, when we ask the maids to actually do this and that, they immediately comply so we always get what we wanted. Unlike my brother, Greg, I am the spoiled one. My brother is the best. He knows things I didn't know and he does his own work, so he doesn't really ask the maid to do it for him that is why mum always compares me to him.

"Niall" mum snaps her fingers in front of me and I was immediately cut out of my thoughts.

I shook my head lightly.

"Is there something wrong?" Mum ask with concern in her eyes.

"Nothing, I'm just tired. I'll go now" I stood up from my swinging seat and added, "Good night mum! I'll see you tomorrow" I gave mum a kiss on her forehead and walk away.

I went in the house and went straight in the kitchen, leaving my mug in the sink. After that, I immediately went upstairs to my room. When I got in the room, I strip my clothes and went in the bathroom to take a quick shower.

Diana's P.O.V

I arrive at home half past nine and it's really weird because Tara and Blake are still awake, and both of them are in the living room watching netflix and eating popcorn.

Their heads turn to look at me when they heard the door open and went back in watching.

"Good evening" I said with a tired voice, removing my beanie hat and brown coat placing them both in their proper place.

"How was work?" Tara asks with her eyes lock on the television screen.

"Not good" I replied removing my boots.

"Why not?" This time she is looking at me.

I decided to sit on the couch next to them and answered, "Niall was in the company earlier".

Tara almost choke on her popcorn when she heard the name Niall came out of my mouth.

"Babe! Please be careful. I'll just go get you some water" Blake leaves Tara's side and went in the kitchen to get Tara a glass of water.

"You said what?" Is it just Tara or is it because of the popcorn's fault? Why is she asking me loads of questions?

"Don't make me repeat my statement again because seriously I am so tired" I rolled my eyes and prop feet on one of the arm rest of the couch, while my head rests on the other.

Blake returned from the kitchen handing Tara a glass of water and Tara, being the pregnant woman who is always thristy and hungry, got the glass of water and gulp the whole content of it in less than thirty seconds.

"Niall was your ex-boyfriend, right?" Blake butted in.

"Yes! Yes, he is" I said confirming it.

"And he is one of the sons of the richest person in the world, please correct me if I'm wrong" with that statement, Tara slap Blake's arm which mad him gave her a loud groan. "Ouch! What was that for?" He asked.

"Stop being so nosy" Tara glared at Blake. "Anyways, back to you Tara, what was he doing there?" She said looking back at me.

"He went there because he had a meeting with Mr. Carter" I answered.

"And what was Austin's reaction?" This is going to be long night.

"Obviously he was shock and mad-ish" I said looking at the white ceiling.

"Why would he be mad?" Tara asked.

"I don't know. Anyways, I really need to go upstairs and take a shower cause I'm really tired. I promise to tell you every single detail tomorrow because it's my off tomorrow" I said getting up from the couch and started walking upstairs headed to my room.

"Good night!" Tara shouted so that I could hear her.

(Hi! Oh my god! It is the first time again, to be on time, in updating :) anyways, I know this chapter sucks because it is more of a filler chapter but I hope you like it. Follow me on IG: @littlemisscuriousity and on Twitter: @winterwritesWP. Leave a comment and vote Thank you for reading and btw I promise that the next chapter will be an exciting chapter because a big thing will happen)