I was now rushing home and I even took a bus which I usually don't do. If Cameron said to come home it must be important because Cameron loves it when I'm not home even though we both stay in our separate rooms I still somehow manage to get on his nerves by just being under the same roof.
It took me about twenty minutes to get home, I walked from the bus stop half running. What if somethings wrong with dad? No it can't be. I'm sure if there was something wrong with dad Cam would call me.
I get to our houses driveway and there is unfamiliar car that seemed too familiar for my liking.. I don't really understand cars, how they work, and I can't tell what car is passing me. but this one looked expensive. It was white and very vintage looking. By the look of the car I can imagine why Cameron texted me. Only one person who could be here would drive a car like that.
Now it not so fast pace go inside slowly opening the door almost unwantedly.
I slowly go to the living room and there she stood.
an elderly women. With beautiful grey hair, totally rocking the grey hairs. It was styled very elegantly. Fancy green scarf around her slim neck, wearing white pantsuit. I always wonder how can you wear white and not get a single stain. But she. she was the kind of person who didn't get dirty ever.
She could be the icon of elegance and grace just by the way she walked, gliding across the floor, her steps never seemed to heavy or too sloppy, she always walked so light, even in heals, the clanking of the heals felt soothing and relaxing. Everytime she entered the room everything else seemed always so less.She slowly turned to me. Revealing those prominent cheekbones "Victoria," she cheered and came closer to me and hugged me tightly, but I didn't quit return it.
She broke the hug off and looked at me tucking a lose strand of my hair behind my ear. With her finger tips grazing my cheek slightly "You've grown up to be a beautiful woman" she exclaimed and I won't lie and say that those words from her didn't made me actually feel like it. A compliment from a women like her, telling that I am beautiful. She must really think that because she never sugarcoats anything. Maybe she is just delusion and sees me as her granddaughter. And I would just assume that to grandmother her grandkids are all very good looking.
"Hi grandma" I finally give in to the word grandma. I lost my respect for her as a grandma when few years back she was fighting my dad. And said that she would try to take me and Cameron in her family because she could give us the life we deserved. Dad got very angry and after that he stopped talking to her. I assume that dad doesn't know she's here. He would at least warned us.
I saw that Cameron was sitting by a laptop. Not his laptop. Grandma must have bought it for him. Trying to buy our love with expensive gifts. Of course Cameron loved it, getting new stuff. So it must work with Cameron.
Grandma Lauren was very rich women, she was the head of new york's best selling magazine, the magazine had everything starting from fashion to advice for young mothers, to top 10 places for meetings. Grandma Lauren really knew how to balance everything in her magazine it was never too girly or too manly it was for everyone, teens, women, men, elderly.
She was the kind of boss that everyone feared from. When she walked in her work place everyone went quiet, and all eyes were on her. Grandma didn't trust many but she was good at making people trust her. she had the ability to turn nothing into a diamond. And the odds seemed to always be in her favor.
Grandma looked me up and down before letting me go and turning back to Cameron, but he was too busy with his new laptop "where is Daniel?" Grandma finally asked me. So I was right Dad didn't know she's here.
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Friendship, Love And Hate
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