Why does fate really love to play jokes with her? Was she its favourite toy? She doesn't want to see Francis' irritating face ever again. But she just did! And worst! He'll be staying in her house now for God's sake!
And now.. She found herself standing in front of the door of their guest room where he would stay. While Francis was silently standing behind her, giving her the most awkward and the most uneasy feeling in history. Geez!
"Uhm.." She cleared her throat. "Here we are," she said and cleared her throat again. What, she's really uneasy alright? Especially now that they're alone in the house because her parents accompanied Francis' father to the airport, leaving her with him. And it's seven in the evening already for God's sake!
She heard him clearing his throat too and replied softly. "Thank you, Venz. How very hospitable of you.."
She sneered and opened the door. Then after hitting the lights, she said. "Yeah. But this is just for tonight, Francis. Because tomorrow, I want you to leave my house and go back to London as soon as possible," she firmly said and walked slowly inside the room while her hands crossed over her chest.
But he didn't say anything. So she rolled her eyes and was about to turn around to face him when she suddenly heard the sound of the locked door.. And those soft footsteps slowly walked towards her. She gulped. What's that all about?
"What did you say again, Venz?"
She heard him ask softly as he settled himself behind her. So she composed herself and courageously turned around to face him, as if nothing happened, as if her body isn't trembling of his presence very near her, as if her knees aren't wobbling in nervousness knowing that they are now so close to each other.. And as if she's not scared of the possible reason why Francis locked the door suddenly. Is he insane? Damn it!
Her eyes flickered as she turned around and saw his ever so handsome face held deep seriousness while staring intently at her.. Straight in her eyes.
"I.. I said you'll be staying here just for tonight, Francis. B-Because tomorrow, I want you to leave my house and go back to London as soon as possible."
But instead of being irritated with what she just said, she saw him smile at her sweetly and asked, "Why?"
She nervously glared at him. "B-Because you're very much unwelcome here."
He chuckled. "But your parents welcomed me here warmly."
"But not me."
He chuckled again. "It's okay. Your warm, uneasy gaze welcomed me enough here anyway." Then he released an irritating chuckle once more.
She glared at him sharply while still crossing her arms grumpily. "Uneasy your face!"
He laughed softly, amusement was clearly written in those gorgeous set of grey eyes.
"Why are you so mad at me anyway, Venz?"
She gulped and looked away.
"Come on, Venz.. Tell me. Why?"
She cleared her throat. "Y-You don't have to know. I have to go," she said and was about to walk away from him when he abruptly grabbed her wrist gently and pulled her to face him again.
She gasped. "F-Francis, what are you doing? L-Let me go!"
"Not until you tell me why."
She gasped again when she saw how his amused facial expression earlier, became so dangerous and intimidating now. Damn it.
"F-Francis.."
"Come on, Venz, tell me."
She gulped. "D-Didn't you read the letter i left for you--"
"I did. And I expect that what I'd see in your eyes now is pure guilt. But looking at your eyes now.. I saw anger, Venz."
She held her breath and looked away. Then she clenched her fist. Yes. Anger. She's really angry at him. And right at that moment, she wanted to lift her hand and slap him so hard on the face for all the pain he caused her! She hates him so much! And she hates how her eyes reacted to him now! She controlled her tears. No. She won't cry in front of him. She won't.
She swallowed so hard. "L-Let me go, Francis.."
"No, Venz, answer me first. Why do I sense that you're profusely mad at me instead of feeling so guilty because you left me for somebody else back then and fucking regret what happened between us."
She gulped. Are they really about to talk about their past now? Because if so.. She really doesn't like the idea and it's killing her. But no. She won't let that closure happen. Not because she's guilty, but because she doesn't want to remember the pain he caused her way back then. Because those pains he caused her were the main and only reason.. Why her life became drastically miserable now. All because of Francis. All because of him. And because of him.. She lost the most important person in her life. So she will make him think that what she wrote in her letter back then was all true. That she really loved somebody else and regretted what happened between them so she left him. To torture his pride for cheating on her and to torture his manly ego! Damn it!
"Venz. Answer me now."
She breathed deeply and stared at his raging, yet calmed eyes bravely. "You're just imagining things. Now if you'll excuse me. I have to go now before they come back," she said and was about to pass him when he abruptly held her wrist once more and looked at her angrily. She looked at him angrily too.
"What the hell's your problem, Francis?! I said I have to go!" She snapped already and tried to pull away from his grasp but she just couldn't! He's too strong! Damn it!
"I said answer me first."
"Francis--"
"Answer me first or else!"
She was extremely shocked when for the first time.. He raised his voice at her. But that shock she felt slowly faded away and replaced with anger as well. So she narrowed her eyes at him and bravely said..
"Or else what!"
"Or else I'm gonna tell your parents.. The truth."
By that.. She held her breath while her eyes widened in fear. "Y-You wouldn't dare.."
He suddenly smirked dangerously. "Oh yeah? You think I won't?"
She heaved a breath repeatedly and because of overflowing, different emotions at that moment, she said, "I.. I hate you so much, Francis.. You're hurting me." She softly said and finally pleaded and cried in front of him. Yes, she finally cried in front of him. Because mixed emotions filled her whole being now.
He was stopped by that. He stared at her face while her tears were continuously flowing on her cheeks. And she hates that reaction on his face now. That reaction.. That's so surprisingly gentle.. While looking at her eyes.
"I'm.. I'm sorry." He softly said, almost a whisper. But he still didn't let go of her wrist. Instead.. He cupped her face gently with his hands.
She gulped. What is he trying to do? "F-Fran--"
But she choked her words right there. When he suddenly lowered his head..
And kissed her.