Bianca and Celine are still in the compartment Henry left them. Bianca was starving and Celine decided to make breakfast.
She walks to the freezer, it was filled with frozen pizza. She smirks as her hand grabbed a frozen pizza. She heats it in the microwave and rushes to the living room to have a word or two with Bianca.
Celine never wants to misuse this moment, her mother seems to be more fun and jovial than before. They both never had a heartwarming conversation until this very day.
They proceeded with their discussion not until a burning smoke filled the living room.
“What's that? What's burning?” Bianca coughs, she covers her mouth and nose.
Celine whispered “Oh no!”
She ran to the kitchen in haste and unplugged the microwave. “Gosh, I used the wrong timer” Celine groans. She opens the microwave and black smoke spews out. Celine coughs, her widened eyes eventually met the black burnt pizza.
“Oh my,” Bianca screamed as she got close to the kitchen, she pulls out Celine and locks the kitchen.
They opened the windows and eventually the smoke died down. Bianca giggles “Let's order pizza please” she pleaded.
“Ah…seriously? Is that the next option?” Celine jaw drops. The Bianca she once knew never eats pizza or junk foods, she prefers homemade foods but this 20 year younger Bianca isn't a bummer.
“Come on, ” Bianca nudges her with her elbow. She used the landline to phone the pizza man
“Uhm…you must be cozy knowing a pizzaman number offhand after losing your memories.”
“I hope the number still works.”
The call was connected and a male answered.
“Can I get a family-sized pizza with champagne?” Bianca cooed. She ended the call with a frown pressing her growling stomach. “I felt like it's been centuries since I've eaten.”
Bianca ran to her bedroom, he flings herself on the bed, shutting her eyes “Inform me when the pizza guy gets here.”
“Okay”
“When will our pizza be delivered?”Celine asked, literally talking to herself. she keeps staring at the clock tapping her feet. She impatiently stares at the door.
“Ding dong” The doorbell rang, and Celine heaved a sigh of relief, she could finally fill her mouth with delicacies.
Celine licks her lips
“I will go get it” She yelled, running to the door as if her life depends on it. She opened the door without any hesitation.
She froze staring with both widened eyes “You again?”
The man raised his head, he removed his face cap as his eyes met Celine's “Runaway debtor.” He roared. The delivery guy was Erickson, he loves doing part-time jobs just to avoid home. Erickson forces himself in and took a seat. “Wow, you own this empire yet you refused to pay me?”
Celine shuts her mouth “Why do you keep stalking me? First, you were a taxi driver. Later on, an actor and now a delivery guy. Like seriously? What's your aim, mister?”
“Pay me!”
“Why would I? You didn't drive me to my initial destination and you don't deserve a dime.” Celine reckoned.
“Pay me else I would spend some rumors about you. Bad news, isn't it?” Erickson chuckles.
Celine grumbles, she ran into the bedroom and got some cash. Bianca was already asleep, the drugs are still having some effects on her.
She was about to hand over the money, He launch his hand to snatch it from her and their hands met.
“Erickson Hart”
“Hmm…” Celine mumbled, she froze with his hand on hers while the money was just an excuse. She couldn't move, she was blank for a second.
“Come on, everyone has a name.” Erickson teased, winking at her
Celine jerks to a side, letting go of the money. She became so uncomfortable with those gazes.
“What? What are you trying to do to me?” she wraps her arms around her body, glancing elsewhere.
Erickson chuckled “What could I do with a minor?” he scoffs. The statement met her like a missile. She drops her arms “Do I look like a minor? I'm over twenty years, dummy” Celine confessed.
“Geez! She's even younger than I thought.” Erickson whispered.
Celine had a flushed face “What do you mean? Do I look younger to you?” Celine thundered, she awakens Bianca.
Erickson drops the pizza and champagne ordered.
“Why do you ask? Do you think I'm interested in you? Ugh…keep dreaming.” That were Erickson's last words before he barges out of the house.
Celine was so embarrassed, she made sure she locked the door “Spoilt!” she exclaimed.
“Pizza arrived, already?” Bianca said, rubbing her palm against each other.
“Yes,”
Bianca noticed the long face worn on her daughter “What happened?”
“Nothing much. Sighting the delivery man made me wonder who my biological father is. ”
“I don't know either, I promise, immediately I regain my memories, I would introduce you to your father.”
“My biological father not an actor pretending to be my father.”
“Understood!”
Celine eats with so many questions refusing to blurt out. Bianca noticed her silence.
“What's wrong? Don't you like it?” Bianca sips the champagne.
“I love the pizza…but I'm angry not at you but at some guy that called me a minor.”
Bianca's laughter was cheerful and also infectious. It began as a silent chuckle then slowly it turned into a mirthful giggle and it later transformed into a full-fledged chortle.
“You have a baby face…duh!”
A partly suppressed laughter filled the room
“Mum, let's pack out of here.”
“What do you mean, Henry said we should…” Bianca paused, that name sounded like an abomination in her ears.
“Great idea, let's move out before that monster come to feed us with lies.” Bianca suddenly has a change of decision.
“We need to find my best friend too. The last time I saw her was beneath the bed when I was about to save you. Uh! What a weakling!” Celine chuckles.
“Thanks, my hero.”
Celine smiled, in no time Erickson's soft and curly hair flashed in her memories.
Celine lips spread and her eyes crinkled, wanting to see Erickson again.