Match Made in Money

11: One Night, The Pretention, The Kiss Effect

Hello my lovely readers, so this chap is a bit longer than others. I hope you'd like it and the length won't cause you to back off from reading. Hehehe! Thank you so much for sticking by and for reading this far! :*

CHAPTER ELEVEN

*SKY'S POV*

"Yes mom, I'll be there in a jiffy. I'm driving let's talk later, and sorry mom."

I left a voice mail since my mom overwhelmed me with hers. I completely neglected her calls and messages because of what happened. Everything's like a whirlwind!

I hit the brakes and stopped in front of our house, Squishy was the first to greet me cheerfully. Then my mom and dad popped out the door with uncertain expressions. Waiting for me to greet them.

"Come on boy." I tapped my dog's head and skipped through the porch towards my parents. Kissed my mom on her cheek and nodded to my dad feeling anxious. Everybody knew about what happened last night that is why.

"I'm sorry mom if I didn't make it on dinner." I started.

My mom whipped back from me and went inside, avoiding the issue I guess. My dad though only stared at me and crossed his arms.

"Let's talk." He swayed his head lightly to his side and went down the ground.

I followed him without a word, did nothing and just waited for him to talk until we reached the backyard garden.

"Youths today, they don't know what they're doing." He stated, sitting by the coffee table and sighed. "Linda, can you bring me coffee please, ask this boy what he wants."

I refused having anything and sat in front of my dad. He won't look at me, he kept staring at the lovely flowers my mom maintained.

"I'm---"

"I knew you would say that. Don't be sorry, just do it son." He finally looked at me. "DO you love this Hawkins girl?"

My eyes widened and my mouth dropped wide open when he asked. Linda returned with a cup of coffee and a glass of water. I waited for her to leave after she placed them on the table before I speak.

"N-no! Absolutely NOT!" I stammered.

"Idiot." My dad mumbled. "You won't fight for a girl if you don't love her." He teased and took a sip of his coffee.

"What? You're a mean person dad. You really are." I replied, taking his coffee from him and sipped too.

"I know you Sky, more than any other person in this world. You would never dare to scratch your face for no concrete reason."

I puffed and slouched on my chair, slumped my arms on the armrest. I came to think of it, why do I even care for Cass that much? I almost died and I'm badly hurt. To top it all up, it happened in just one day. And now I'm the one planting a risky plan for her and her boyfriend, when I can just ignore them and live my life.

"Whatever." I feigned, acting uninterested with the topic.

"Don't tell your mom I did not scold you. Lucky you I'm your father."

"Well, here she is." I rolled my eyes and averted it from my mom.

She walked with stomping steps as she headed to join us, her heeled shoes clicked as she walked briskly. My dad said some random things acting like he's lecturing me for my mistakes. He has to do it or else mom will lecture him instead. Telling him he was pursuing my wrong doings.

Of course I went along with it, pretending to listen to his inaudible voice in my ear.

"I'm very disappointed with you son, how could you be involved on a street fight?" My mom broke out. "By that, you're lowering your level to the eyes of many. Not to mention hitting the headlines early in the morning, now our stockholders' questioning your father and I about the company's reputation for the days to come." She scolded.