Open Heart: MC X Sienna

Wanna Kill Your Darling?

Sienna Trinh's POV

I am holding the cheesecake in my arms, I spent hours baking it for him. I hope he likes it. He likes cheesecakes or at least he used to. It's been a while since I baked anything but cookies for him and sadly those cookies still lay in a jar in a corner of his over-stuffed bookshelf. I had placed them there on purpose so that whenever he'd go and grab a file from his shelf, he'd see them, eat them and think of me. Unfortunately, he may grab files from the book-shelf 30 times a day but he never pays attention to the sugary goodness present there... or should I say 'soggy goodness'. I'll just dispose them off today. No matter how air tight the jar is, they have grown weeks old.

The elevator's ping enlightens me and I walk out. I go straight towards his apartment. Jeez! The pre-meeting jitters that I am having today are so strange. Feels the same way it felt right before our first date. I ring the bell.

It has almost been two weeks since the last time I came here. It wasn't a great meeting. We had fought and argued for an hour straight and then he had asked me to sleep somewhere else or leave because he didn't even want to see my face. I had slept in the living room. On the couch. It wasn't what felt bad though, what hurt me was the fact that he suspected me of cheating with almost every man that had ever been in contact with me especially... Felix. I had defended Felix till the very end because I considered him my true friend and merely a friend but what now? What do you mean, what now? It is still the same. I merely know that he is in love with me but I don't reciprocate the feelings. Yeah, as simple as that!

I ring the doorbell again. Maybe he is the bedroom but one can clearly hear the doorbell from there. In the shower maybe?

I wait patiently for five more minutes before ringing the bell again. He is definitely in the shower or asleep. Weird! Wayne hardly sleeps for more than 4 hours a day, sometimes he even skips that. He has that 'Sleep is waste of time. You have all the sleep in the world after death' kind of policy. Furthermore, even when he sleeps his sleep is easily disturbed with the slightest of noises. I have heard from him hundreds of times when getting out of bed that I disturbed his sleep and it always made me feel ashamed. Oh no! He'll be irritated because I woke him up.

Please don't be mad. Please don't be mad. Please. Don't. Be. Mad. PLEASE!

But the door never opens.

"Wayne!" I exclaim as I ring the bell a couple of times along with some strong knocks. No answer. He never takes this long to answer the door. There is only one option, I have to call him.

Dialling his number proves troublesome while I hold the heavy cake box in one hand, my purse in the other and there is literally no hygienic place to settle the box on. The phone rings merely for a few seconds until he picks up.

"Hello" he says in his usual bored tone.

"Hey baby! Could you open the door please, I am standing right outside" I try to sound happy even though I am in terrible state of inconvenience right now.

There is silent of a few seconds on the other end.

"I am in the office right now, Sienna. Just wait out there. I'll be home in an hour and a half" he replies monotonously, not giving a care about me. He didn't even apologise. I told him yesterday and even a day before that, that I'll be visiting. How can he have other reservations at this hour?

"Ah, I-I need the keycard. Does any of your neighbours have it?" I give him my only option. I can't wait outside the apartment for that long!

"My neighbour having a keycard? Are you crazy, Sienna? Why would I give the keycard to my apartment to some untrustworthy twit I barely know? Do I wanna get robbed or something?" He grunts irritably. Great, I feel stupid. Of course! Why would someone do that? Even though all of Wayne's neighbours are truly amazing and sweet people.