❣️ ROOMMATES❣️
?By Authoress Pinky?
?Chapter Eight (8)?
Subtitle: {Silent treatment? or what?}
★Ella’s Pov★
“The red looks better on you.” I said to Sonia. She look down at her dress then gave me a look of, ‘Are you sure?’ “If you don’t want it then we can go for the blue. Besides, every color suits you.” I added with a shrug as I adjusted my gla-sses and folded my arms across my ch-est, giving Sonia a pointed look.
“I don’t know…I just want something unique. And red?…They are not really my thing.” She said, turning to the mirror to get a better view of herself.
Sonia had for-ced me into coming to shopping with her. She said she has a date with a guy I don’t know who. This was like the fifteenth dress she is trying. According to her, ‘she wants something unique.’ Come on, who does that? It is just a date.
(It’s because you’ve not been to a date with any guy before that’s why you are acting this way, four eyes.) My subconscious teased. I would have ignored it if it hadn’t called me four eyes. There was only one person who calls me four eyes and that one person is acting like I don’t exist.
Just when we had both met for the first time, he had treated me badly. He was always teasing me and trying to have s-ex with me but ever since the party which was two weeks ago, he just…he just locked up around me. He hardly, in fact, he doesn’t said a word to me. Honestly, I don’t get it. Was this a silent treatment or what? I really don’t get.
But anyway, I don’t care. Having him act this way was very much better than for him teasing and frustrating me.
“Back to earth, Ell.” Sonia said as she flic-kered her fingers in my face. I fake glared at her. “You were daydreaming, okay? You should be thankful that I brou-ght you back to earth.” She said with a smirk.
“Giving you a reply is just going to be a waste of time.” I said to her. I take a look at her from head to toe and a smile appeared on my face. “Oh my god, Sonny. This dress looks great on you. Tell me you are taking it.”
She grinned. “Of course. It’s what I’m looking for. Unique.” She admired herself from the mirror. “I just need to dye my hair purple to go with the dress.”
“Is that necessary.” I couldn’t help but ask. Sonia was so used to dyeing her hair with the same color of the dress she wears. She was known as the girl with the rainbow hair.
“Hell yeah. I gat to look unique, remember?” I sighed looking out at the window. “You haven’t being yourself lately, Ell. Are you alright?” She asked as she stood beside me.
“Yeah. Of course. Or do I look like a girl suffering from depression?” And that was true. I was a girl suffering from depression. I was depressed after killing my mother. I was depressed out of guilt, regret and loneliness. But I had my dad and Winnie. They helped me throu-ghit physically and I really appreciate but emotionally, mentally? Nah, they couldn’t help me not because they refuse to but because I refuse to let them. And that was best for them, for me and for everyone.
My worst fear is to hurt or kill someone again.
“Haha, funny.” Sonia said as she faked laughing. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Do you mind to share?”
“Nothing. But, it’s about your brother.” I said.
“Oh…Kay? Wait, don’t tell me he ra-ped you cause I know for a fact that Ryder is capable of doing something as crazy as that.”
“And yet you call him your brother If he can be this mean?”
“Hey, if you could remember clearly, I said no one knows that we are related aside from those close to us, remember?”
“Oh, yeah.” I said with a little chuckle.
“So, did he ra-pe you?” She asked in a more serious tone.
“what? No. Never.” I said immediately. She laughed softly over that and gave me a silent look of, ‘Okay, go on, I’m listening.’ “He has being acting so cold towards me. Sometimes I greet him but he ignores me like I was invisible. And other times, he stared at me with irritation. I really don’t get it. He’s your brother and you should be able to und-erstand him better.”
She sighed. “When did all this started?”
“Two weeks ago. After the party.”
“But, shouldn’t you be happy? I mean, you hated him like he was Satan himself and now, he is pulling away and isn’t teasing or trying to make way throu-ghyour pan-ties . Shouldn’t you be happy about that? Or are you missing his company already?” She wiggled her eyebrows smiling.
“Hell no. I’m… I’m just worried, okay? He is your brother and you are my friend so, I’m just trying to be a friend’s keeper.” She started laughing. “Stop laughing.”
She shrugged. “Can’t help it. But hey, do you want me to tell you my mind?”
“No.” I blurted out, making my way out of the shopping mall. Before I could step out I heard Sonia said. “Wait for me! I just need to buy… Okay, just wait for me!”
Tsk, what a troublesome girl. I still went outside and sat down on a bench and was waiting for Sonia when my phone started ringing.
I pulled out my phone and stare at the caller ID, it was from Owens. Yeah, Owens… Speaking of him, Owens never brou-ght up the ki-ss. It felt like the ki-ss never happened. Maybe he doesn’t want to bring it up, maybe he was afraid of hurting me. Those were my excuse for him. But the truth still remains that he has forgotten about the ki-ss which only meant that the ki-ss meant absolutely nothing to him.
I was crazy for thinking de-eply into it.
“Yes?” I said as I answered the call.
“Hey, what’s up?”
“Fine an you?”
“Not bad. Are you busy?” He asked now.
I look around. Sonia was still not coming out of the mall. Wait, is she trying another one on? I wonder!
“Yeah.” I answered honestly.
“oh, when will you be done?”
“I don’t even know but probably very soon.”
“Okay. I was wondering if you will be chanced to go on a date with me? A friendship one.” He quickly added the last sentence.
“oh, a friendship one. Alright then. I will see what I can do to that.” I said before I hung up the call.
❣️ ROOMMATES❣️
?By Authoress Pinky?
?Chapter Nine (9)?
Subtitle: {When the devil becomes an angel?}
★Ella’s Pov★
I walked into the apartment I share with a certain somebody who isn’t talking to me as at now for a reason I don’t know. Funny, right?
I fell onto my favorite couch and rested my head on the headrest and stared at the blank boring ceilings. The ceilings were boring because it was white and plain but…but that’s how my life is.
I sighed as I placed my arms und-erneath my head not taking my eyes off the ceilings that tells me more about what my life looks like.
The one guy who makes my life frustrating and a bit lively Isn’t talking to me. Maybe it because he knows what I am and what am capable of doing. I mean, I killed my mother so of course I can kill any other person. But honestly, I don’t think I could do so. In fact if I had the chance to turn the hands of time, then I would turn the hands of time back to that unforgettable day.
I wouldn’t have for-ced her out to dance in the rain with me.
I wouldn’t have asked her to get me an ice cream.
I should have just listened to her and watched the rainfall from inside with her. That would have being better. That would have saved us all… including me.
And in the other hand, the guy who seems to have caught my attention sees me as nothing as a friend. I had thought that the ki-ss meant something for both us. But I was so wrong. It meant absolutely nothing to him. I was just a friend of his who needed the memory of that annoying ki-ss out and he was a great friend who wanted to help out. That was it.
No one wants me. No one wants to be with me. Maybe the handwriting is written on my forehead after all; Murderer.
I kept fighting the tears but as usual. It won. It always does. The tears of regret, pain, agony and guilt. I dug my nails into my palm and shut my eyes close. This was how my life is meant to be. This was the real me. How could I have forgotten.
My phone dings signifying that I have a new message. I grabbed my phone from the table and stare down at it, it was a message from my friend, Sonia.
Sonia??: Getting ready for the date or need my help??:)
I rolled my eyes over her childishness. I had told Sonia about the date. The friendship date of course. But she took it so personal and had asked me to dress very for the date. She said she would have helped me out but she needed to get ready for her date as well.
Me: It’s just a friendship date, Sonny. A date were two friends comes together and discuss about things like school and study nothing more:) I typed and sent it to her. It didn’t take up to a minute when j received a text from her again.
Sonia??: Seriously? You believed what that moron said? Of course he was just saying that out of saying sake. You know those are the lines most guys who are friends with a girl always use. They are just trying to be careful:)
I sighed after reading that text. Sonia is just adding salt to the injury. I’m trying to forget about the feelings I’m having for my best friend and she’s doing nothing to help at all.
Me: aren’t you suppose to get ready for your date?:) I had to ask, okay? The topic needs to be shifted from me.
Sonia??: ?. Of course. I just needed to be sure that my girlfriend is also doing well in getting ready for her date?:) Of course. This emoji does nothing but represent our dear Sonia and that’s one reason I hated it…or liked it. I don’t know.
Me: Don’t worry about me and get ready for your date:)
Sonia??: ?. Okay then. But hey, make sure you dress really well. And I mean it. That’s the only way for Owens to notice you:)
Me: Wait, what? what do you mean?:)
Sonia??: The love is always in your eyes. I wonder why Owens can’t even see them. Anyway, have fun. Bye!! ki-sses?.
I smiled after reading that text. How had u gotten to be friends with a girl as crazy and yet kind, caring, fearless, beautiful, loving as her? That would be a question that can never be answered but even at that… I felt grateful.
I got up to my feet and stretches my body. It was time to get ready for ‘this friendship date.’ I just hope Sonia was right when she said Owens likes me.
I made my way to my room but stopped absent-mindedly in front of the idiot’s room door and stared at it. He was hardly at home. He would always leave early home very early and returned very late. And when I greet him, he just ignores me and goes to his room.
If only he could tell me what’s wrong. If only.
The door suddenly pulled open. Wait, someone’s inside? I quickly turned around as I started slapping myself, mentally. Why was I standing in front of his room? it’s not like I miss him or something. Right?
“What are you doing in front of my room?” His cols voice brou-ght chills down to my spine. Not because it was romantic but because it made me scared.
“I wasn’t staring at your door.
I was just…um…I was…um…you know… enjoying the view.” I said.
shoot! What view am I enjoying? I’m so stupid when it comes to lying. I cleared looking at everywhere but him.
“Really? And what great view are you enjoying?” He asked now.
“Stop asking questions. Excuse me!” I fired back as I walked away and disappeared Into my room. This was the first we are both having a real conversation after that night when I had ki-ssed Owens.
When I had ki-ssed Owens…..Wait. minute, This idiot hadn’t caught us, right?
Well, even if he did, is that a problem? Of course not….right?
****
“Thanks.” I muttered to Owens before sitting down on the chair he had drawn out for me. What a perfect gentle man. He was so talented and great. Maybe that was what caught my attention into liking him and having a huge crush on him.
Owens takes a seat opposite from me. “You look pretty.” He said. I blus-hed and look down at my lap. I was putting on a orange down and I had made my hair in a high bun with my gla-sses on. I was just…simple and that suits me best.
“Thanks. You aren’t looking bad yourself.” I said.
He nodded with a smile.on his cute loving face. “Thanks. What would you like to eat then?”
“You aren’t the waitress here, are you?” And we both laughed over that.
“You made a point there!” He said, chuckling. He signified a waiter who was pa-ssing by. The waiter made his way towards us and we both placed our orders.
After a while, we talked and laughed while eating. It was so nice having this wonderful date with him. Trust me.
We ❣️ ROOMMATES❣️
?By Authoress Pinky?
?Chapter Nine (9)?
Subtitle: {When the devil becomes an angel?}
★Ella’s Pov★
I walked into the apartment I share with a certain somebody who isn’t talking to me as at now for a reason I don’t know. Funny, right?
I fell onto my favorite couch and rested my head on the headrest and stared at the blank boring ceilings. The ceilings were boring because it was white and plain but…but that’s how my life is.
I sighed as I placed my arms und-erneath my head not taking my eyes off the ceilings that tells me more about what my life looks like.
The one guy who makes my life frustrating and a bit lively Isn’t talking to me. Maybe it because he knows what I am and what am capable of doing. I mean, I killed my mother so of course I can kill any other person. But honestly, I don’t think I could do so. In fact if I had the chance to turn the hands of time, then I would turn the hands of time back to that unforgettable day.
I wouldn’t have for-ced her out to dance in the rain with me.
I wouldn’t have asked her to get me an ice cream.
I should have just listened to her and watched the rainfall from inside with her. That would have being better. That would have saved us all… including me.
And in the other hand, the guy who seems to have caught my attention sees me as nothing as a friend. I had thought that the ki-ss meant something for both us. But I was so wrong. It meant absolutely nothing to him. I was just a friend of his who needed the memory of that annoying ki-ss out and he was a great friend who wanted to help out. That was it.
No one wants me. No one wants to be with me. Maybe the handwriting is written on my forehead after all; Murderer.
I kept fighting the tears but as usual. It won. It always does. The tears of regret, pain, agony and guilt. I dug my nails into my palm and shut my eyes close. This was how my life is meant to be. This was the real me. How could I have forgotten.
My phone dings signifying that I have a new message. I grabbed my phone from the table and stare down at it, it was a message from my friend, Sonia.
Sonia??: Getting ready for the date or need my help??:)
I rolled my eyes over her childishness. I had told Sonia about the date. The friendship date of course. But she took it so personal and had asked me to dress very for the date. She said she would have helped me out but she needed to get ready for her date as well.
Me: It’s just a friendship date, Sonny. A date were two friends comes together and discuss about things like school and study nothing more:) I typed and sent it to her. It didn’t take up to a minute when j received a text from her again.
Sonia??: Seriously? You believed what that moron said? Of course he was just saying that out of saying sake. You know those are the lines most guys who are friends with a girl always use. They are just trying to be careful:)
I sighed after reading that text. Sonia is just adding salt to the injury. I’m trying to forget about the feelings I’m having for my best friend and she’s doing nothing to help at all.
Me: aren’t you suppose to get ready for your date?:) I had to ask, okay? The topic needs to be shifted from me.
Sonia??: ?. Of course. I just needed to be sure that my girlfriend is also doing well in getting ready for her date?:) Of course. This emoji does nothing but represent our dear Sonia and that’s one reason I hated it…or liked it. I don’t know.
Me: Don’t worry about me and get ready for your date:)
Sonia??: ?. Okay then. But hey, make sure you dress really well. And I mean it. That’s the only way for Owens to notice you:)
Me: Wait, what? what do you mean?:)
Sonia??: The love is always in your eyes. I wonder why Owens can’t even see them. Anyway, have fun. Bye!! ki-sses?.
I smiled after reading that text. How had u gotten to be friends with a girl as crazy and yet kind, caring, fearless, beautiful, loving as her? That would be a question that can never be answered but even at that… I felt grateful.
I got up to my feet and stretches my body. It was time to get ready for ‘this friendship date.’ I just hope Sonia was right when she said Owens likes me.
I made my way to my room but stopped absent-mindedly in front of the idiot’s room door and stared at it. He was hardly at home. He would always leave early home very early and returned very late. And when I greet him, he just ignores me and goes to his room.
If only he could tell me what’s wrong. If only.
The door suddenly pulled open. Wait, someone’s inside? I quickly turned around as I started slapping myself, mentally. Why was I standing in front of his room? it’s not like I miss him or something. Right?
“What are you doing in front of my room?” His cold voice brou-ght chills down to my spine. Not because it was romantic but because it made me scared.
“I wasn’t staring at your door.
I was just…um…I was…um…you know… enjoying the view.” I said.
shoot! What view am I enjoying? I’m so stupid when it comes to lying. I cleared looking at everywhere but him.
“Really? And what great view are you enjoying?” He asked now.
“Stop asking questions. Excuse me!” I fired back as I walked away and disappeared Into my room. This was the first we are both having a real conversation after that night when I had ki-ssed Owens.
When I had ki-ssed Owens…..Wait. minute, This idiot hadn’t caught us, right?
Well, even if he did, is that a problem? Of course not….right?
****
“Thanks.” I muttered to Owens before sitting down on the chair he had drawn out for me. What a perfect gentle man. He was so talented and great. Maybe that was what caught my attention into liking him and having a huge crush on him.
Owens takes a seat opposite from me. “You look pretty.” He said. I blus-hed and look down at my lap. I was putting on a orange down and I had made my hair in a high bun with my gla-sses on. I was just…simple and that suits me best.
“Thanks. You aren’t looking bad yourself.” I said.
He nodded with a smile.on his cute loving face. “Thanks. What would you like to eat then?”
“You aren’t the waitress here, are you?” And we both laughed over that.
“You made a point there!” He said, chuckling. He signified a waiter who was pa-ssing by. The waiter made his way towards us and we both placed our orders.
“Really? hamburger and cheese?” Owens said with a smirk on his face.
I shrugged. “I love it. But macaroni and pepper sauce are my first love.” We laughed over that silly joke of mine, again.
“Then I should better have a taste of this macaroni and pepper sauce.” He said after the laugh had died down.
“you will fall in love with it for sure. That’s means I’m owing you a plate of macaroni and pepper sauce then.” I said with a grin.
“Can’t wait. Maybe we should forfeit the meal we had just ordered and go back home so you could cook that wonderful meal, what do you say?”
I scrunched my eyebrows at him. “You are just kidding, right?”
He chuckles. “Totally.”
Our orders were finally brou-ght to us. I had ordered hamburger and cheese and orange juice while Owens had ordered chicken nuggets and hot chocolate. I really don’t und-erstand why he had ordered hot chocolate at this time.
“Thanks.” We both muttered to the waiter. He smiled at us in return before walking out.
I took a bite of my hamburger. Damn! It was superb. I mo-aned over the good taste and smiled at myself as I shut my eyes close. I slowly opened it to take another bite but caught Owens gaze on me. He was staring at me with a smile on his face.
“Are you going to eat your food or keep watching me?” I won’t deny the feelings I’m having with him watching me this way but I couldn’t let him know that.
“That wouldn’t be a bad idea.” He said with a shrug.
I fake glared at him as I said. “That would just make me choke.”
“Why? Are you feeling shy with ms watching you eat?” He raised an eyebrow with a smirk on his face.
I took a sip from my orange juice. “You wish. Just eat or people might have other thoughts in mind about me. Bad ones, at that.”
He started laughing. “Is that what you think? You are the one already making those judgements. And besides i don’t care.”
“Well, I do. Because it would be about me not you, a-sshole.”
“you just cursed, pretty.” He pointed out.
I folded my arms across my ch-est and gave him a pointed look. “Kill me.” I sighed out.
He leaned closer to me. “You mean, ki-ss me?”
“Are you okay right now, Owens? I mean, this is so unusual.” And that was true. For some funny reasons he was reminding me so much of that idiot with the way he was teasing me and being flirty, if I’m correct and that was so unusual of him.
He sighed as he leaned back on his seat. “I just wanted to act like him around you just so…so you would get mad, get upset, and look at me the way you look at him.” He now said.
“What do you mean? Like mean, you are you talking about exactly?”
He hesitate for a pretty long time before saying. “Ryder. Your roommate.”
That sent cold chills throu-ghmy body and my spine. How does he know that, that idiot was my roommate? Or have I made mention about it before and maybe I can’t just remember.
He must have seen the look on my face because he stretched his hand towards me and flic-kered me on my forehead.
“Ow!” I yelped, rubb-ing the sp-ot he had hit.
He smiled. “Stop thinking too much, it doesn’t suit you.”
There was a long silence between the two of us and it was so uncomfortable. How do I look at that idiot? Of course I look at him with so much distaste and irritation. That guy irritates me every single time so, why does Owens wants me to look at him that way? This was all complicated.
“How…how do I look at him?” I suddenly asked. I didn’t even know when the words got out of my li-ps.
Owens shrugged as he took a bite of his chicken. “I don’t know…like you want him?” He wasn’t even sure and for some unknown reason, I kinda feel upset. Why will Owens just come up with something as stupid as this? If he could notice the way I look at that idiot, why can’t he notice what I feel for him?
I clenched my phone tightly. And I swear if care wasn’t taken the phone was going to break but I cared less.
“You are going to break your phone, again.” Owens said as his eyes trailed down to where my clenched hand was. It was on the table.
I didn’t let go of the phone this time around as I kept staring…no, glaring at him.
“Ell….” He began but I cut him off.
“Why?…Why are you so blind?” I couldn’t help but ask. Although it was harsh. But hey, I cared less.
“What?” He was a bit taken aback by my remark.
“If you really do notice the way I look at that idiot, why can’t…why can’t you…you… Forget it. I’m going home.” I got up to my feet and left the restaurant.
I was mad. I was fuming in anger for some unknown reason. I should have just laughed it out and tell him my true feelings for him but I did the opposite and I wasn’t willing to go back and run into his arms. I just want to go. Go far away from here. From him. From that idiot. From all of them.
Suddenly, I felt something cold drop down to my head and trailed down to my face. It dropped again. I slowly looked up and that was when I realized that it was raining.
People were running towards some shade to shelter themselves from the rain. I should have done the same but I couldn’t. My legs felt heavy and weak. My body were numb. This…the rain was the reminder of that unforgettable memory. It was the caused of my mother’s death. I just stood still as I started crying. My mother had died on a raining day. Of course, how can forget about what had happened years ago? How can I wish myself happiness after killing someone else. I was a murderer. I killed my mother.
Suddenly, the rain stopped falling. I look up but…Wait, it was still raining but someone had provided me with shelter using an umbrella and that person was…him. Not him, like the him I had just left. But the him I was living with. My roommate. The idiot.
“You will get a drastic cold if you keep standing in the rain like this.” He said and I could swear his voice held no anger, no coldness but it held an emotion I don’t seem to und-erstand.
He stretched out a hand for me to take. I hesitate before taking his hand and he slowly led me to his car. He opened the pa-ssenger door for me and I entered. He shut the door and jogged over to the driver’s side. I rested my head against the window and stared out and that was when I saw him. Owens. He was staring at me with a sad look on his face. I had hurt him.
But then the car drove off and I didn’t even try to go back to Owens. I just wanted to go to my apartment and hug my pillow while I cry like I always do whenever it was raining.
The ride back to our apartment was in silence. We finally got to the large compound. He parked his car in the parking lot and came down from his car. He rushed towards my side of the car and pulled me out. He held opened the umbrella and we were both und-er its shelter as we made our way into the building and into our apartment. I was already shivering. It wasn’t because of the fact that I had stood in the rain for minutes but it was because it was a normal thing after the death of my mother. If you could remember clearly, my mom had asked me not to go out in the rain to dance or I might get a cold but I still chose a deaf ear and for-ced her out. When I had saw her lifeless body in the middle of the road, the rain and her blood flowed down to where I stood that was when I felt the cold. The cold of guilt and agony and it became a part of me ever since.
“Geez…, you are shivering.” He said as he pulled me down to sit down. “I will be right back.” He left for my room and returned back with a thick blanket. He pulled the blanket over my body and asked me to lay down. I did as I was told to. “Do you want me to make hot tea for you?” He asked.
I didn’t say anything but turned my face away as the tears sli-pped off again. I didn’t hear any voice and I thought he was gone but then I notice a palm resting on my shoulder.
“Four eyes, you will be fine. Okay? I’m here.” He said in a calm voice. Why was he so gentle towards me? I told I didn’t exist around him? I thought he hated me. No, he hates me and there is no two ways about it. So why was he being so gentle now.
I turned to him. “Stop being so nice to me.” I said. “I don’t deserve it.” I added as another tears sli-p out again. What the hell is wrong with this stupid tears?
He wiped my tears off using his thumb and sighed. “Yeah, I know. I mean, you do nothing but break people’s heart. You literally broke that guy’s heart by entering into my car and leaving him behind. You are a heartbreaker. You are worse than me.” He chuckled.
i made a face at him. “I am nothing like you.” I spat.
He raised his hands in the air in surrender. “Sure.”
A smile crept it’s way to my li-ps and no, it wasn’t because of Owens or Sonia or my family. It was because of Ryder.
“Aha. She finally smiled.” He said and that made me laugh this time around. He joined in and started laughing as well.
“Thanks.” I murmured after a while.
“For what?” He asked now.
And I shrugged as I let out a sigh and said. “For being here.” And that was the truth. He was more like my knight in shinning armour. I was preparing to come back home and cry myself to sleep but he changed that for me. Because right now, I was about to fall asleep with a smile on my face.
Who would believe it that the devil will become an angel? That was my last thought before the darkness consumed me.