The unexpected

Chapter 41

MONDAY NIGHT

It's six o'clock in the morning, and we arrived in England like 30 minutes ago. We're in a taxi, and we're going to his mother's house. She's supposed to wait for us. I'm now twenty years old! Blake is really perfect, he can't stop kissing me since we woke up. I really love him. We're now in front of his mother's house, and it's really big. It's fancy, I like it. We get in her house, she's waiting for us in the kitchen. It really smells good, something like... Pancakes. Blake takes my hand, and he's taking me upstairs. He opens the first door to his right, and we get in. He closes the door, he takes my bag from my hand, and he takes me from my hips.

-I want to kiss you before we get downstairs...

His voice is sensual, and full of lust. I smile with desire, and we kiss, slowly, quickly, but sweetly. He grabs my ass, and he kisses my head before we get downstairs. Her mother is really beautiful. Brown hair, green eyes, and smiling. Pancakes are waiting for us on the table, so we both sit with her.

-So, how was the flight?

-Good., Blake answers.

Blake's looking at his breakfast, and his mother's looking at me.

-You might be Lauren, right?

I smile at her.

-Yes, I am.

-I'm Dorothée.

I smile -again-, and we finish our breakfast. The energy is kind of awkward right now, and I don't feel good being here... We finish our pancakes, and Blake stand up to do the dishes.

-No, get out of here with Lauren. I'll do it., she smiles at Blake, and on these words we're going upstairs.

When we're finally in the room, I need to ask him.

-Is something bad going on?

He frowns.

-Why?, he asks.

-The breakfast was... Weird.

-Forget it.

I'll do as I'm told...We both put our coats, and we're going outside. The weather's pretty good today, but I really don't have a good feeling. We're getting in a taxi, and Blake's telling an adress to the man. We're in silent, but it gives me time to appreciate the view I have of the city. A couple of minutes later we're getting out of it, and Blake's taking my hand. He walks to a "Pandora" store, so I follow him.

-Why are we going to "Pandora"?

-It's your birthday, right?

He doesn't seem to be with me, he seems to be in an other universe, and I hate that. I don't want any jewelry, I want him. We're now in, and he points me some charms. A sweet lady's in front of us, and she's asking us.

-Can I help you?

We both lift our heads to her. She's a pretty ginger, with blue eyes.

-Blake, is that you?, she asks.

She smiles, but she seems unsure. She might be an old friend so I smile at her, until I see Blake's face. His look's empty, he's white, and he doesn't seem to breathe.

-Yeah... We were just looking, but we'll go., he answers.

I frown at the both of them. What's going on? Or, what happened between them? He takes my hand, and we're getting out of there. He's calling a taxi -again-, but I look at him, and I'm frowning.

-What the fuck was that?, I ask.

-Nothing., his tone is harsh, and I hate when he talks to me like that.

-Tell me!

He looks frustrated, but so do I.

-I said nothing!

His eyes are menacing, and I really hate when he's like that. I'm turning on myself, and I start to walk.

-Where are you going?, he asks.

I don't answer, I really want to know. I know he's hiding something. He's now in front of me because he ran to stop me. I look at him, and I'm mad. We're both mad.

-Come on, we'll take a taxi.

-No. You can, but I won't.

-Lauren.

His tone his cold, and full of autority, but I don't care right now.

-Tell me what happened between the both of you! I know you're hiding something, and I hate that Blake!

-I fucked her!, he shouts. Are you happy, now ? I fucked her, just like all the virgin girls I met in my life!

I think I'll vomit, really. I turn on myself, looking for something. At my right there's a trash can. I can't contain all this disgust I have, so I just vomit in it. He takes my hair in his hand, and with exasperation he whispers.

-That's not what I meant...

I don't have any pancakes in my stomach anymore... I push away his hand from my hair, and I continue to walk. I need to breathe, I need to be alone. Tears are falling from my eyes, and I can't contain it. Just like all the virgin girls I met in my life, he said. I feel his arms around me, and his voice in my ear, whispering:

-Let me explain baby...

Tears are falling from my eyes, and I really can't stop it, I hate that too! God. I turn on myself to face him, and just by looking in his eyes, I know it breaks his heart to see me crying...

-I was an asshole, OK? I had friends, and we were playing a game: "The virgin bet". We spotted some virgin girls, and you can guess what the game was... Taking her virginity for money.

He looks throught my eyes full of disgust and pain, and he takes my hands in his.

-But I promise that I love you, and you weren't part of the game... Anyway, the game was here... Please, believe me.

His eyes are sincere...

-I need time Blake...

I really need to digest this...

-I know, I'll give it to you baby. Just come home with me... In a taxi.

The taxi's man's still waiting for us. I don't answer anything, I just get in the car. It doesn't take long, a couple of minutes. When we get in the house, he's going in the kitchen to see his mother, and I'm going to the room. All I hear is his mother voice -full of concern-, asking him:

-What's going on?

And then, I close the door of the room. I sit on the bed, and I take the work I need to do for school. It's really hard to concentrate, but I need to...