My forever.

Part 3

I could feel the akward atmosphere in the room as I froze in my position waiting for the footsteps to leave.

Then I was pushed back by a strong force making me outbalanced myself and fell on my butt. I groaned in pain and rub my butt as the pain went up to my back. When I looked up a dark aura was surrounding her but she kept her face neutral.

"I guess you're the one who is gonna be dead." She raised her fist with a dangerous smile on her face. But then her temper subsided and she sighed. She looked at me with a bored look.

I stood up and faced her back. I looked at her from head to toe. She has fair skin, no sign of any wound, bruises, scars or infection. She really took good care of her skin. Her arm is a fat though, she is a little chubby. She tap the floor with her slipperless foot and I looked at her straight in the eyes.

She raised her brow and gave me a teasing smile. "So.." she started. "...did your father told you that he want a grandchild early?" She asked removing the smile and gave me an innocent look.

Wait... what! I shook my head quickly in a no and she just gave me a cheeky grin. She is kidding, such a teaser. As I thought that my face turns into a red as a tomato.

"You're blushing." She said and laughed. Then wiping a tear off her eye and laughed again.

"S-shut up!" Saying that embarrassingly, I can't deny that I'am blushing.

"Hey, I'm just joking. And if even if I'm not you won't even agree to it." She said and laughed again. Holding her towel to her chest and still giggling.

I gave a somehow annoyed bored look (-_-) and walked towards the door. Before I was about to step out she called me.

"I'm sorry." She said. Not turning my back I smiled and was about to speak when she continued her sentence. ".. but I regret nothing." I could imagine her doing the peace sign when she said that. The smile the was forming on my face was replaced by a frown and I went out of the room with a face of regret.

.

.

.

.

.

I went down and saw Jerma preparing supper. She's carrying a lot of plates and three more maids are following her carrying different utensils for eating.

I walked straight to the living room to entertain myself. Maybe play a game or watch TV? I went to turn on the TV when I felt a tug from my pants.

I looked down to see Stella looking at me with cute eyes.

"Brother, I want to play with you." She said, letting go of my pants.

She looked at me with big, sparkling eyes that pleads. Its hard to refuse her with that face. But who would ever refuse this cute little sister of mine?

I smiled and crouched down to her level and pat her small head. Placing my big hand on her soft, brown hair, I said, "Sure, so what do you want to play?"

Her eyes widen with excitement. I could see a hint of blush on her cheeks as her mouth formed into an "o".

I felt a goosebump on my hand. Regret and guilt for succumbing to her cute pleading... again. I know it's not video games she wants to play. She is 5 years old and is not really into games. I know what she wants to do, it is...

"Yaaayyyy! Brother is playing with me!" She cheered. Looking at me with that innocent face. So pure and young.

"Come on! Miss Cottonbuns and Mister Fluffy Ears are waiting! Also the tea is going to get cold soon!" She pulled me towards the stairs to go to her room. She is pulling forcefully with one hand as the other points up the stairs. While I regretfully let myself get dragged up, I heard a laugh from behind me.