Encounter

Chapter 18

Forth's pov:

I drew another prototype in the afternoon. I decided to ask p'Mark for help since this one was a little different from the ones i did before. I couldn't get the details right.

So i went out of my room and went to the workroom. I peeked in and saw him working on a prototype.

I walked in and cleared my throat to get his attention.

"Hey i thought you were going to draw a prototype?" He asked.

I showed the tablet to him.

"Owh. This is a complicated design. You want my help with it?" He looked at it closely.

I nodded.

"Can you wait for a few minutes? I'm almost done with this. I just need to do some finishing touches." He looked at me.

I smiled and nodded again.

I went and sat on the couch. I decided to work on another simpler one while waiting.

After about thirty minutes p'Mark breathed a relieved sigh and stretched his arms.

I looked at the one he had finished. It was a gorgeous dress which looked like it was made for a formal event.

He got up from the stool he was sitting on and came and sat next to me on the couch.

"Ok show me where you need help." He said.

I showed him the parts where i was getting stuck.

We spent around an hour drawing out the parts and details.

"There done. Man your designs are really beautiful. Mine pale in comparison to yours." He smiled.

I shook my head.

Your designs are really stunning.

"Well thank you." He ruffled my hair and chuckled.

Just then my phone rang.

It was Beam.

I frowned. He never calls me. He always texts me.

I looked at p'Mark.

"Is that Beam? Why is he calling you? Doesn't he always text?" He was also confused.

I nodded.

"Let's put it on speaker. I'll talk. Here you type." He gave me his phone and took mine.

He took the call.

"Hello?" It wasn't Beam's voice. It was a girl's.

"Who is this?" P'Mark furrowed his eyebrows.

"What, who are you? Are you Forth? Is Beam actually dating a middle aged man?" the girl asked.

"I'm his uncle. And i don't think it's any of your business who he dates." p'Mark said.

"It is my business. Beam is mine. He will marry me in the future. Of course it has everything to do with me." she proudly declared.

My vision started getting blurry from the tears that were forming in my eyes. I clutched the phone in my hand tightly.

"What? Beam's not going to marry you. What kind of dreamworld are you living in? Give the phone back to him." p'Mark was getting angry.

"I will give it back to him. But I'm not living in a dreamworld. It's the truth. We are going to be engaged soon. So tell that Forth to stay away from Beam. Or i will make him." she cut the call before p'Mark could say anything.