Husband (Sample)

Chapter 4 - Worst Kisser

Nine years ago,

Dave

"I would be happy to have him as a student at my school. I've heard about his genius brain. He is not only a football player but also a school topper." Mrs. Delilah Clark, the school principal of Granite Bay, said with appreciation. "You'll be an excellent example for other students." She nodded at me with a huge smile.

I smiled at her appreciation while adjusting my glasses.

My mother squeezed my hand under the table, and her eyes lit up with pride. "Thanks, Delilah," my mother said in her alluring voice. No doubt she was a musician and even an excellent pianist. There was a time when she sang, but all her dreams were shattered after he arrived in her life.

He was a fucker! I clenched my hands into fists and shook my head. I didn't want to think about that man. His mere thoughts sickened to my stomach, he was not human but a monster.

"Rosalyn will show you the rest of the school." Delilah's voice broke my thoughts as I looked at her, straightening my spine against the chair. "Dave, you can leave now. I need to talk to your mother about something very important alone."

I nodded before standing up and leaving the room.

Mrs. Delilah Clark and my mother were working partners and friends. We could say best friends. They had been friends since high school. After their graduation, Delilah shifted to New York and my mother stayed in her hometown, but their friendship kept running despite ups and downs. They stayed in touch with each other. The first few years, Delilah used to visit us but after becoming principal of the school she found hardly any time so her visits stopped abruptly. But after years my mother got in contact with her and we moved to New York.

We had lived in Victoria for ten years with that man. But after a long struggle, we got free from him and escaped to New York. New York City was not a place for us. As a result, my mother had no job and I still had one year left to finish high school. But Delilah made everything easy. She helped us stay here. She offered my mother a job; she arranged an apartment for us and admitted me to this school. She had played the role of an angel in our lives.

"Hey, there," Rosalyn called me out when she saw me exiting the principal's office. "What's up?" She smiled, and two dimples appeared on each side of her cheek. She was so beautiful with those dark stunning eyes and dark lustrous hair. Her smile was ecstatic, pure, and real. She was my childhood friend and the only person who could make me happy after my mother. Rosalyn also moved here two years ago because of her brother Rowan's new business. Rowan was only twenty, and he started his own business a year ago. And he wanted his sister to be with him all the time.

I adjusted my glasses and smiled at her. "Just the same old."

She looked at me up and down. "You are becoming thinner day by day, Dave."

I shrugged. "I'm not thin, I've worn baggy clothes." I wore loose denim jeans and an oversized black T-shirt. These clothes were comfortable for me even though people wouldn't appreciate me and most importantly my mother did not like me to wear baggy clothes.

She punched my shoulder softly and playfully. "But still you look so handsome."

I ran my fingers through my hair, looking away. Rosalyn flirted with me. She wanted to be with me; she wanted me to be her boyfriend. But I always stepped off because she didn't deserve me. She was damn gorgeous and sexy, but I was afraid to give her the things that she deserved. My mother could barely make money and I was still studying. On the other hand, she belonged to a rich family. Her father was an automobile dealer and her brother was an event planner.