Fated Love

Chapter 12

Saturday came with its usual serene but fun self as we sat in the confines of our home having a good family time. In the case of I and the girls, we talked about different things ranging from the new norms on social media, hottest celebrity gist, new movies and their trailers and most especially our lives in the past week and today wasn't any different as I sat on the bed with a bowl of cereal and girls, location been Krystal's room.

"So, I was given an offer," I stated leaning against the headboard, "to temporarily manage a celebrity."

Now this was the response I got, a gasp from Rosa and a comical expression from Krystal.

Her mouth were wide opened with a spoon hanging from it.

"Krystal, you should close your mouth," I started, "you wouldn't want it turning into a fly trap." I smiled.

She blinked at me and nodded. "Yes. What!!" She yelled.

I did a mental eye roll.

"What was your response?" Rosa asked.

She wasn't one to beat about the bush. She was very straightforward with her questions and expected exact same answers.

"Please, don't tell me you said no." Krystal said, placing her bowl of cereal on the desk next to the window.

I looked at the two of them and slouched in bed. "It's not like I had a choice."

"It's good you didn't have a choice." Krystal muttered.

"Hey," I glared at her. "I actually had a choice. I decided to say yes."

"Awwn," Rosa clasped her hands together, "that's my girl." She said with googly eyes.

Krystal sighed dreamily, threw her legs on the desk and crossed them.

I looked at her shaking my head. When she caught me staring, she smiled.

Such a weirdo.

Why do I have such a human being for a sister?

But you love her. My inner voice commented. Isn't she your everything?

I huffed. Sadly, yes.

Rosa shifted on the bed. "Why did Adrian give you such an offer? I mean the celebrity we're talking about here is Ian. Right?"

"No," I smiled. "It's Chris Evans."

She rolled her eyes and frowned.

"Ian's break ends in two weeks time and by then, his would have started." I ran my fingers through the blanket. "He just so happen to need someone to hold the fort till he returns."

She nodded while Krystal typed away on her phone.

"Apparently, the dude said that he felt he could trust me with it."

"Yeah, 'cause you're a trustable person." Krystal cut in.

I didn't miss the sarcasm in that statement.

I snapped my head at her and eyed her.

"Krystal," I called, my voice oddly calm. "It seems you want me to kick you out of this room."

She turned her chair so she was facing us and bowed her head, "Sorry." She said.

I knew it was an half ass apology.

"But this is my room." She muttered lowly.

I blinked, staring at her.

She raised her head and gave a sick sweet smile while Rosa chuckled enjoying the drama.