❤️THE SPACE IN BETWEEN❤️
?Age is just a number?
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
?Chapter Eight (8)?
Theme: Manuel…?.
A/N: I think I’m going to write on the parents pov, I kinda miss Ruby’s Pov. So… let’s enjoy!?.
?Ruby’s Pov?
“Hey babe.” Malcolm say as he walked I to the house and gave me a gentle ki-ss on my cheeks.
I blus-hed.
Yes, I still can’t stop myself from blus-hing over his ki-sses. He still have a way of making me blus-h and feel good about myself.
I keep falling for him every single day. But good thing he was my husband.
My forever.
I smiled as i turned to him. He was just returning from work. God, I miss him like crazy.
“How was work?” I ask.
“Great.” He replied, gulping down the water I had given to him.
He dropped the already empty glas-son the counter and walked over to me and wrapped his arms around my wa-ist and pulled me against his ch-est, from behind.
I was literally washing the dishes.
I felt like doing something. So i asked the maids to take the time off while I do the work myself.
He pressed a lingering ki-ss on my ne-ck and my face grew redder, if that’s even a word.
Our story never ended. Our love never ended. Because the love I have for Malcolm will never end.
I also love my daughter. In fact she’s the best thing that have ever happened to both me and Malcolm.
She was our sunshine.
Our hope.
Our only heir.
Our next generation.
I love her and wanted the best for her.
And going to school to become a lawyer was one thing that was best for her.
For now, I don’t think boys should be her priority or aim.
I knew for a fact that she loved singing and wanted to become a musician just like her father but no, that wasn’t what I wanted for my daughter.
Being a musician wasn’t the life I wanted for her. I know how awful it is.
Especially when the fans turn against you. I’ve seen Malcolm pas-sthrou-ghthat pas-sand heartbreak.
He can’t even have a life because he was afraid of what his fans would think.
I don’t want my daughter to live her life for other people. I don’t want her movement to be restricted. I want her to be happy.
I want her to live her life to the fullest and have fun.
Her life shouldn’t be complicated. She deserve a Peaceful and happy life and that was the kind of life I was creating for her.
“How about our daughter? Where is she?” Malcolm now asked, tightening his arms around my wa-ist.
“She went out….” I trailed off as I mo-aned. He was practically ki-ssing my ne-ck and bit-ing my earlobe. I can’t even think straight.
I dropped what the plate back into the sink and leaned my head against his shoulder as I grant him full access into ki-ssing my ne-ck.
“She went out to where?” He asked, still giving me those sweet torture.
“To…a party.” I was glad that I was able to finally construct a sentence well.
“A party? With who?”
“Xander and… Mona.”
“Oh.” He ki-ssed my back, shoulder blade, ne-ck and every other places putting me on cloud nine.
He suddenly stopped the sweet torture and spun me around so I will be looking at his face now.
He smir-ked when he saw how red and turned on I was.
Jerk.
“I still make you blus-h?”
“Good for you.”
He chuckled as he leaned closer to me and pressed a ki-ss on my forehead. “I’m happy.”
I smiled. “Aren’t you hungry?”
“I am.”
“Well, I prepared breakfast…” I was about to walk out of his embrace but he wouldn’t let go. I gave him a, you-have-to-let-go-so-you-can-eat look.
He only smiled and ki-ssed me on my li-ps.
“I’m hungry for something else, Ruby.”
Oh. I think I know what he’s talking about.
fu-ck, this guy always make me think wild. Seriously.
“For what?” I ask, pretending not to know what he’s talking about.
He smir-ked.
He knew exactly what game I was trying to pull on him.
“You.” He says and suddenly crashed his li-ps on mine.
We both started ki-ssing, uncontrollably.
I love this man.
He was the father of my child and i love him to death.
Malcolm wrapped his arms around my wa-ist and pulled me up, I wrapped my legs around his wa-ist and pulled my arms around his ne-ck and ki-ssed him back with everything I had in me.
Malcolm bit my lower li-p as I asked for permission, i willing grant it to him and our tongues started fighting for dominance.
I ran my fingers throu-ghhis hair while Malcolm hands moved from my wa-ist to the back of my ne-ck then to my back and down to my bu-tt.
It was as if we were the only ones in the world.
It was as if there was no single soul aside from….
“Could you guys stop ki-ssing?” We suddenly heard a angry feminine voice say and that broke off our little make out session.
What a joy killer.
We snapped our head to the direction of where the voice had come from and saw Malby glaring at us.
Why was she glaring?
Her friends; Xander and Mona were standing behind her.
“What’s wrong, baby?” Malcolm ask as he dropped me down on my both feet.
“You won’t und-erstand, dad. I don’t just want to see anyone ki-ssing. Eww, I feel so gross. I need to brush my teeth right now.” She say irritated and ran upstairs to her room.
As her friends were about to follow her upstairs, I stepped in their way, stopping them from leaving.
“what”s wrong?”
“You won’t und-erstand, mom Ruby.” Xander say as he went another way alongside Mona and ran up to Malby’s bedroom.
I turned to Malcolm who just shrugged at me.
“That girl is so weird.” I say, shaking my head.
“I agree and she kinda remind me of a certain someone.” He says.
“Who?” I ask even when I knew exactly who it was he was talking about.
“You know who.” He says and i laughed.
He was right.
Malby look so much like me.
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?Malby’s Pov?
“You are making a big deal out of this, Malby. It’s just a ki-ss.” Mona says and truth be told, I felt like strangling her right now.
How can she just say something like that as if it meant nothing?
Actually, that ki-ss with Tricky wasn’t my first ki-ss. I’ve ki-ssed a lot of guys…I wasn’t that innocent.
In fact, I’ve also ki-ssed a girl before but it was a one time thing.
But ki-ssing Tricky….Yuck!
I increased the speed in brushing my teeth, tongue and even li-ps. I even wanted to brush my throat if that was even possible.
The image was still there.
The paper coming off my li-ps and me and Tricky ki-ssing.
It wasn’t a de-ep ki-ss or a French ki-ss. It was just a mouth to mouth ki-ss but…still!
“It’s not as if this is your first time in ki-ssing a girl.” Xander says.
“What? Malby have ki-ssed a girl before aside from Tricky?” I could imagine Mona’s face in total shock.
That guy knows too much of my secret.
“You don’t know?”
I stuck out my head throu-ghthe bathroom door and glared at Xander. He just winked .
That jerk.
If only he hadn’t for-ced me into going for that stupid party then this tragedy wouldn’t have happened!.
He was the cause of everything.
He…
“Hey!!!”
I yelled as I ran towards Xander. I lifted my body off the ground and spin around as I threw a kick across his face.
Two of his teeth fell off while Mona gasped in shock as she stare in between Xander and I.
His cute face was ruined for all life and all thanks to me!
Well, that was what would have happened of the were a stupid drama.
I was still glaring at Xander from the bathroom. I didn’t run after him or threw a kick at his face. Two of his teeth didn’t come and his face wasn’t ruined. It was only just a stupid imagination.
And besides I can’t bring myself to ruin Xander’s perfectly made face.
I went back into the bathroom and continued with my business.
Taking that image off and cleansing my li-ps was my only aim right now.
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“I feel better now.” I sighed as I sunk into the bed, beside Xander who was reading a book I didn’t even know exist in this room.
“Has the ki-ss come off your li-ps now?” Mona raised her brows.
“It’s much better now. but i won’t stop brushing my li-ps until I wipe off that ki-ss completely off.” I turn to Xander. “What are you even reading?”
“Sleeping with my best friend.” He answers.
I knitted my brows in confusion.
Sleeping with my best friend.
Sleeping with my best friend.
Sleeping with my best friend.
No matter how much I try to remember that story I still can’t remember any story titled like that.
And how the fu-ck did I get to have a story like that in my damn room?
I wasn’t a fan of reading so it was quite… no very shocking to me.
“Did you do d it in my room?” He nod. “But I can’t remember getting a story like that?”
“You didn’t. I had forgotten the story in your room the last time I came. You suc-k at reading, remember?”
“I think I’ve read a story like that.” Mona bu-tted in while I rolled my eyes.
“You have?”
“It’s about Keya and Kyle, right?”
“Yeah. I’ve read this story for like fifty times or so. I don’t know but I so much love this story.”
“Me too.”
“Who was your favorite character?” Mona ask Xander now.
“I think…um…Sav is.”
“Why Sav?”
“i don’t know. I just… like her.”
“Hmm. Is it because of how she was being described? How hot she was?” Mona ask, wriggling her brows at Xander who laughed and held up his hand in surrender.
“I admit.”
“Naug-hty. But seriously though, I think Kyle is my best.”
“Why? Because of the bad boy look or what?”
She held up her hand in surrender. “I admit.”
They both began to laugh.
I was totally forgotten.
If only I had read the story, maybe I would have make my own contribution.
But I was nothing but a blockhead.
Mona was better off with Xander than I was.
She was beautiful…
Brilliant….
Kind…
Sweet….
She was everything.
And importantly, she was the one with the better opportunity of being together with Xander.
And sometimes I get jealous of her.
I wasn’t joking when I said that earlier.
“Keya was such a fool in asking Kyle to take her vi-rginity. I mean, that was wrong of her! Kyle was her best friend and romantic feelings shouldn’t be added in friendship.” Mona argued.
“Keya was only desperate. And since Kyle had practically chased every guy from getting close to her. He was her only option.”
“That’s absolutely wrong. Back me up, Malby.” Mona say, finally remembering that I was in the room.
But too bad I have nothing to say about the book.
“i…”
“Malby wouldn’t know that, Mona.” Xander says.
That word hurt like a bitc-h.
I was hurt.
He just downgraded and I shouldn’t blame him.
Because i don’t even know anything about the book they are both arguing about..
“i thought you said Sav was your favorite so why are you supporting Keya.” Mona ask.
“Because…If i don’t support her then he will an besides I was just staring fact.” He says.
I slowly stood up to my feet.
“Who wants a drink?”
No one answered as they kept arguing and laughing.
I slowly grabbed my guitar and walked out of the room and they didn’t even care.
I was so hurt.
Oh no, maybe I wasn’t hurt.
I was rather jealous.
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Grrrrgh!
Grrrrrrgh!
Grrrrgh!
Stupid!
I groa-ned as I snapped my eyes open and glared at the alarm that still kept on ringing.
I shut it down and got out of bed. I wasn’t feeling the vibe of going to school today and that was for two reasons…
One, the ki-ss between Tricky and i had gone viral in school and it is being rumored that we are both dating and are lesbians. Like seriously, who the fu-ck started a rumor as stupid as this?
And two, Xander and Mona had agreed to meet up at the school library.
Mona told Xander that she was having difficulties in mathematics and since Xander was very good at mathematics, he offered to help her out.
How could that jerk forget about his promise of helping me to learn?
I knew that was Mona way of getting close to Xander.
What a bitc-h act.
I took my bath sluggishly and dresses up for school.
I just wore a simple dress. I wasn’t feeling that happy and I wasn’t one to feel so depressed and all that shirt.
But today was different… My heart was aching.
I won’t deny the fact that Mona and Xander make a perfect match.
I walked out of my room and went into the kitchen.
Mom and…Wait, uncle Johnny?
“Uncle Johnny?” I ask not believing my eyes as I approached them.
“Oh, my beautiful goddaughter. Come over to godfather.” He spread out his arms and I giggled before walking into his arms, hugging him so tightly.
He was one of my favorite uncle after Uncle Tyson and Mason.
Yeah, I love uncle Mason so much. Too bad he relocated from New York to England with his family.
Uncle Johnny had also travelled with his wife and adopted son and that’s one reason I was so surprise to see him right now.
He ruffled my hair and i swatted his hand away and put my hair back to its place.
“What are you doing here?” I ask.
“For business, dear. But I miss you though.”
I grinned. “I miss you too.” And that’s me being sincere.
He smiled. “So you are going to school now?”
I groa-ned inwardly but maintain a smile on my face. “Yeah.”
“Isn’t Xander suppose to pick you up?” Mom asked as she walked over to me with a plate of toast bread and hot chocolate.
“Thanks mom.” I collected the plate from her and was about to eat it when my phone started ringing. It was Xander calling.
I answered the call.
??Hey…
??Hey. Where are you?
??Home. Waiting for you while I eat toast bread and hot chocolate….I say drily, earning a look from both my mom and uncle Johnny. I offered them a smile before looking down at the bread. ??When will you be here?
??uh….um…Malby, I’m sorry but…um… I’m already at school.”
Holy fu-cking Molly.
What?
Did my best friend just ditched me?
??Oh…. I sighed. ??I guess you have a football practice, right?
??Well…about that….it isn’t really because of a football practice. Um… Mona asked me for a ride.
??Mona?
??Yeah. We want to go to the library this morning. Sorry I didn’t tell you on time.
??Hmm. it’s alright….I cleared my throat, acting to be cool when I’m obviously not! ??See you in school then…. I hung up before he could even say a word.
Jerk.
“What is wrong?” Mom asked, judging by my depressed look.
“Nothing. I will be going to school now.” I say, getting off the stool and slung my bag over my left shoulder.
“Xander is coming over to get you?”
“Nah. He has something important to take care of at school so he had to leave without me.” So apparently, Mona was important than me.
Mom nods her head. “Okay. Want me or Mark to take you to school?”
I shook my head no. “I will take the public transportation.” I say.
“what? no. You know how personal grandpa will take it if he heard you take the public transportation to school.”
“Well then, he shouldn’t hear it.” I say.
I pecked her on her cheeks and also gave uncle Johnny a ki-ss on his cheek before walking out of the house.
I’m pissed right now.
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“You don’t look so good. And where the hell is Mona?” Greta say as she sat down beside for French cla-ss.
Too good for Mona, she wasn’t having French so I guess she has enough time to hang out with Xander.
….Lucky her.
“Probably in the library.” I say drily.
“I heard about the news. Are you really not straight?”
I glared at her.
“Do I look bent to you?” I snapped.
Greta was a bit taken aback by my outburst because she flinched and stood up to her feet and excused herself before going to sit down beside Liam.
I must have frightened her.
Stupid me.
I shouldn’t have vent my anger and frustration on her.
But I was thankful that she left. I wanted my space and time.
This should have been the best time to listen to a music by maroon or Taylor Swift. But unfortunately for me, I didn’t get to bring my earphones or headphones.
So I was stuck in listening to this boring lecture.
I still wonder why I have to study French.
I placed my head on the desk and shut my eyes close.
School suc-k!
And now, my best friend is with my best friend.
The word sounds so awful.
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I walked down the hallway and i was hearing whispers of some students about the ki-ss shared by Tricky and i.
Geez, do they need to remind me of that tragedy?
I seriously need my earphones. They were my company at time like this.
I walked into the school cafeteria and bought my food and walked over to my usual table.
Mona wasn’t there and neither was Greta. She have something to do so she won’t be coming over for lunch.
I dropped my food on the table and sat down.
I could see some students giving me those, she-look-straight look.
I could even hear them whisper;
“Are you sure she’s a lesbian?”
“Malby look so straight to me but Tricky… she do look like a lesbian.”
“Don’t you know that pretender do the worst? Everyone likes Xander aside from her simply because he was her best friend! well, that isn’t an excuse. It’s because she’s a lesbian.”
Very mean.
Well, sorry to burst their bubble I liked him also!
And I hate myself for liking him.
I was about to speak up and put those gossip in their place when I heard music.
Wait, music?
I turned around and saw Manuel staring at me with a smile.
I was apparently with his earphones as I listened to the music playing.
He was with one while I was with the other and we both listened to the music, blocking everyone out.
“She’s not a Cinderella.” I say in a whisper.
“It’s my favorite.” He says.
Silence.
“I thought you hated crowded place.”
Silence.
“I do. Wanna leave this place with me?”
That was better. Leaving this god forsaken cafeteria was better.
I nod and we both walked out of the cafeteria.
“Let’s go to the library.” He offered.
I quickly remembered the fact that Mona and Xander were probably in the library.
I don’t want to disturb them neither do I want to see them doing their lovey-dovey.
“I have a better place instead. Wanna go here with me?”
Manuel smiled. “Sure.”
I led him to the music cla-ss.
It was empty as usual.
Manuel gave me a, a-music-cla-ss?-Really? look.
I just shrug with a smile as I shut the door close and ran over to the take the guitar.
“You love the guitar?”
“Yup.” I started playing the rhythm of a music while Manuel watched me with an amused look on his face.
“Why exactly do you like She’s not a Cinderella?”
He sat down beside me and shrugged his shoulders. “It’s a song of sincerity, honesty, love, and promise.” He replied.
He was right.
She’s not a Cinderella was also my favorite.
“what part of the instrument do you love playing?”
“Piano.”
“Is black your favorite color?”
“Red is.”
“Red?” He nod. “But…”
“Why do I love wearing black clothing?” He completed the question I was going to ask. I nod. “Well, it’s because it defines my heart.”
“It does? How?”
Silence.
He didn’t say anything so I’m certain he doesn’t want to say anything about it so I decided to drop the discussion.
“Why do you love music?” I now asked.
He hesitate for a pretty long time before saying. “My grandma.”
It was just a simple reply but it felt like that word had a lot to say.
Manuel doesn’t just like to be in a crowded place… He was rather afraid of the crowd.
But the question here was….why?
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#TBC.