High Hopes|✔

Chapter 17

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"I knew the bitch was up to no good." Kace tsked as he chowed down on a piece of cake from my refrigerator.

I just told Kace about what happened with Trinity and about how I fired her.

I sighed as I ran my hand down my face, "She's not a bitch just psycho." I said as I waved him off.

I rested my head in my hands as I let out a long sigh.

I didn't have time to think about Trinity and her unhealthy frame of mind at the moment. Not with the fact that Ophelia has yet to leave her room from me yelling at her.

I went looking for her but couldn't find her. It was only then that a maid said she had gone back to her room after I left.

"Not a bitch?" He asked bewildered. "She hurt Ophelia, man. More than once, sounds like a bitch to me." He shrugged as he sat directly in front of me.

I snapped and looked at him, "Are you sure we're talking about Trinity here? Because it sounds like you but you don't see me calling you a bitch." I glared at him before turning my gaze to the table angrily.

I knew that that was a low blow but I didn't care at the moment. I wished I could say that I understood what he did but I couldn't wrap my head around it.

It was completely understandable that it was antisocial and unhealthy for Ophelia to follow him everywhere in high school but instead of just flat out telling her to make friends, he could of just helped her to make them, especially knowing how people take advantage of Ophelia easily.

I was being a hypocrite though because I shouted at her, not being mindful of the fact that she saw the good in everyone and just wanted to make friends.

I didn't hear him reply, our breathing making the tension in the room thick because of the uncomfortable silence.

"Look, I'm sorry man, I'm just really frustrated right now." I blurted out an apology. "It just seems that when I'm one step further, shit comes up and carries us two steps back." I pushed my food away from me.

"Nah, it's cool. I deserved that." He said.

"Now I gotta find a new cook." I muttered.

"A new cook?" He chuckled. "There's like 30 other maids in this house. Get them to do it." He suggested. "Plus... Ophelia's an excellent cook." He tried to hide his smirk as he discreetly covered his mouth with his hands.

I wasn't quite sure of the shit that he was implying.

"I'm not about to hire Ophelia as an employee. The last thing I needed was for her to think that I only think of her as my cook." I shook my head.

Kace rolled his head, "I'm not saying that—"

He stopped talking as Ophelia walked in the room and began blushing when she saw both of us just stared at her.

"I um—" She swallowed and fiddled with her fingers.

Trying to save her from having to speak knowing how shy she was, I nudged Kace under the table roughly.

"Ow, you son of a---" He shouted in pain. I gave him a warning look which made him stop his sentence.

I motioned with a point of my chin toward the door. He understood the message and limped toward Ophelia while glaring at me, making me roll my eyes.

Giving her a kiss on the forehead, he left after telling her goodbye.

She didn't maintain any eye contact with me as she continued to look at every feature of the house to avoid having to speak to me.