Not knowing what to do or where to go, I follow behind.
He screeches stop in front of two large, beautifully carved, wooden doors and start banging them, hard, simultaneously, saying, or I'd rather say shouting, and I'll quote him, "I found Her! I FOUND HER! The LOVELY MONKE.."
"What the hell you think you're doing, banging my door in the morning at" checks the wall clock " 9.30am, Jason! " a boy marches out of one of the doors. "Dy.." "Shut up." he Grunts.
One look at his face and my mind starts sending me WARNING. Beep! Beep! WARNING. Beep! Beep! Signals.
I couldn't help but stare at his shirtless body. As my eyes rake him naked, I hear someone clear his throat and look beside me, to find Jason, assuming that's his name, giving me an unbelievable look.
Hey! Its not my fault that this mansion is filled with Hot Bod Guys which would make girls swoon! Sighs dreamily.
I give him a sheepish smile and take a step back. I don't know why I did that, but anyway. As in on queue, another door bangs open and another shirtless guy walks out of the door and another sigh leaves my Lips.
That's it. These guys will be the Death of mine.I watch him dreamily, when a very non-manly snort disturbs my concentration and look at the previous shirtless guy. Sighs again.
Lord, provide them with some shirts. Please.
And before I can stop myself, the words spill out of my mouth, "This is so distracting.", my eyes wander to each one of their's body and then I take another involuntary step back and ooh! What the Fuck!
I find myself laying on the soft carpet, smiling sheepishly yet again to cover up the embarrassment.Way to be clumsy May.
*Someone, please give her the trophy already. *
*idiot*Ugh. Shut up.
A hand pulls me up and helps me stand straight and I look at the owner of the muscled arm and find it to be the one who walked out from the second wooden door. What confuses me is that his face seems familiar, like I've seen him somewhere else too, yet I can't make out where.
I wonder why does everything seem so familiar yet strange to me at the same time.*You're high, idiot. *
Stop calling me that.
*Okay. Idiot *
Grunts.I take my hand back and thank him for helping me up and walk back to stand beside Jason as he rakes his arm around my waist, pulling me closer to him.
A yelp leaves my mouth as amused looks take over the two boys faces."She's my Female Ape" as he says this, he hugs me tighter and keeps his chin on my head, as if protecting me from the cruel world.
His shirtless body radiates heat, the motherly warmth and affection, I've been missing for so long.
As I feel myself slipping into his affectionate hug, my hands automatically hug him back. We stand there, in the same position, for as long as it takes for the two boys to go, get their shirts out and put them on.
From the corner of my eye, I see Dy looking at me curiously and I unbuckle my hands and push Jason a little, asking him to break the hug.
As if taking my clue, he steps back but not before cupping my hand in his . I flush beneath the curious gaze of both the guys and like my Knight in the Shinning Armor, Jason steps in front of me, as if going against his army to save his precious asset. And I flush a deeper shade of red.
"No one scares off my Ape" he says, his voice bold and confident.Ape? Really?
As if listening to the Commander, both the boys feign fright and salute. And I roll my eyes and chuckle at their childishness.
Even they used to be like this.
My smile slowly dries and I sigh ever so slightly.
Noticing the change in mood, the guy with no name breaks the silence after what seems like forever and says, "Anyone up for the Breakfast?"
My ears perk up at the sound of food and I nod quickly, my eyes full of hope and Hunger.Dy, Jason and the third one chuckle at my reaction but nevertheless start towards the stairs.
________________________________"So, what's your name, Beautiful? " the (no) named guy tries making a conversation as we drive towards some diner to grab our breakfast.
"Evelyn" is all I say "What's yours? "But he doesn't answer my question and instead comes up with another one of his " What's your full name? "
I roll my eyes at him but answer nevertheless " Evelyn Ocean Mayfair" and I notice Dy's back stiffen a bit.Not able to mask my curiosity, I ask "What? Is there something wrong with my name? Does it sound too elderly? I mean my best friend use to tease me about it all the time." I smile as I recall those times, billionth time. "His name was Dylan. Little one, with two doe like big round, green eyes. He used to teased me all the time about how my name reminded him of his Granny and that made me cry, always and.. "I stop my rant mid sentence when I notice Jason and the other guy giving Dy curious looks, then looking at me and back at Dy.
Before I could ask as to what happened, we reach the dinner. Jason and the other one give a slight node to each other before turning to face Dy, giving him the 'We need to talk' look.
The car screeches to stop and quickly, the 'I have no name' guy gets out and opens the car door, holding out his hand for me. As I let him take my hand. He grins at me, his eyes full of innocence.
As we reach the diner's door, he leans down and whispers ever so slightly near my ear, "Damon Blue is the name, sweetheart. "I shiver as his breath fan the nape of my ear, and I gulp loudly, making him chuckle lightly.
I yelp in surprise when Jason pulls me into him like a possessive boyfriend and gives Damon a pointed look, mouthing "My Ape". Damon rolls his eyes and takes up a table as we follow behind.
Dy joins us after sometime and we all settle down. A guy arrives at our table, with a notepad, probably for jotting down our orders."Hello. I'll be your servant for today. What would you like to have? "
The three boys get their orders written and then all three heads turn towards my direct expectantly, waiting for me to tell my order.
" I'll have two Pigs in a Blanket, a cinnamon roll, scrambled eggs, a protein bar and four pancakes with maple syrup" I recite my order, and see three faces frowning at me and one beaming brighter than the sun.
"What? I'm hungry. " I frown back and flush red as the servant says something by the Lines" Sure you are" and leaves, not before informing us that our order will be ready in 10mins and mine could take some time, making me flush yet again.
As the waiter leaves, Damon speaks up, "I wonder how do you sport such a petite figure after consuming this much amount of Food." and start chuckling with Jason joining him.
Dy simply sits beside Damon, in front of me, a knowing smile plastered on his face, his eyes twinkling brighter than usual, looking at me with a familiar warmth, seemingly lost in a memory of his own.
Not wishing to ruin his moment, I direct my attention to Damon and Jason who seem to be engaged in a serious talk about kicking some asses in their upcoming football tournament.Not feeling like piping in, I sit there ideally, resting my head on the backrest, closing my eyes and letting the memories I've been trying to push back, rush towards me, engulfing me, as I let loose all my strands and drowning in them.
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