The Woman Of THREE CROWN PRINCES
YOUR SUGAR BABY WANNA BE Part 21. My Vanilla is Sad 3
POV Bova's
“Give me my glass.” His hand reached out to his glass but I kept it away.
"You can't drink anymore." I took the glass. He whom I saw was a man of strong fighting power, apparently behind me hid his pain perfectly. She didn't even want me to know why she was crying, I could only scrape her while she was drinking.
"I just want to cheer myself up, it's the saddest end of the year. I just wanted to celebrate a little..."
Well, maybe he can't last all the time. I admit 10 years is a long time. For some reason I now understand how she feels, she was set aside for her flaws, even though she gave all her time to their relationship. It felt set aside, just like my Mama was crying over my own father's departure every night. I didn't understand why he was crying, but now I understand, not that he was crying for Dad, but that he was just crying because his heart was hurting. I gave him his glass again.
"I'll take you home later." Someone needs to cry to make her feel relieved. My mom put on her face she was fine every morning, but in her room she cried every night. Until Uncle takes it back, gives him something to lean on and doesn't have to face everything on his own.
"You don't intend to sleep in my house. Why would you take me." She was chin-backed and looking at me, the vanilla scent of her perfume still faintly smelled. Mama also likes Vanilla, this sweet fragrance makes me feel like I'm walking down the hallway for decades, when I still love playing with her perfume I found and spraying it around the room.
"Your mind is so ugly to me. You're lonely Vanilla. It's okay to keep you asleep." I teased this Vanilla, but I knew she didn't want to get involved with me at all, I didn't blame her.
"If you dare try I'll kill you if I wake up the next day." I just laughed, it seems that he was serious about his threat of wanting to kill me. But then he gave me his address, how to get into his apartment. He seems to believe I won't take any chances.
“Still expecting your ex back?” A question to dive into his heart.
“He can't go back stupid. You think he'll look at me with that woman by his side.”
“You want him back?”
“I don't know. I love it when she comes back, but I hate her too.” He plays his drink. “Do I look awkward to you?”
“Everyone has a wish Everything will be fine, I understand why you are crying. Did you call him or did he call you? There's something he said to you.” I'm now scraping at him, I want to know what happened so he cried so much.
“Blonde it just gave me our 1/3 deal. He followed all the blonde words and looked at me not at all. I hate him, but I still miss him. I'm so stupid, I hate love.” I finally know why she was crying. “And you don't believe Mr Bova's love? I want to be like you..” He drank his drink while propped up by his chin, it seemed that the feeling of being set aside was devastating to him.
“I? I think love is just an ... illogical thing.”
“Iya it is not logical, but make your world suddenly filled with rainbows. Feels happy. Of course it will disappear, but if it feels like disappearing you still have friends waiting for you to come home. That's the only thing. But a lot of things that later did not match expectations, a lot of problems happened. Everyone has their own expectations and no one thinks the same. Eventually each one moved away and let go. Finally it ended pitifully like me, but some others ended up like Mama and my Papa, they were friends of life, accepting each other, until the end close their eyes.”
“Hmm..ya just two it's his choice.” I keep thinking it won't work for me sometimes. Sometimes I want to believe it works too. I let him drink later, the guest has only one two people left. And then it was empty, shortly after cleaning the restaurant everyone was getting ready to go home.
“Thank you. I don't know why you're so good.”
“Sleep if you're sleepy. It will take half an hour to reach your home.” He closed his eyes and soon fell asleep beside me. I breathe seeing it. Finding him grieving in such a way, trying to bear the burden on his shoulders over his family made me want to help him as much as I could. Maybe it's true that I find women always seem attractive, not spoiled, even dare to risk entering on the site ‘sugar baby’ even though she may not want to, she wants to do it because desperate, trying not to depend on a man completely, it felt like my inability to help my mother when I was a child was partly paid for helping her.
“We're here.” I shook him so he would wake up. He's asleep so soundly. I need to pat her in the face a few times.
“We arrive?” He'll get even more drunk after falling asleep, I'll make sure he gets to his room. The apartments are on the top two floors of this ten-story apartment building. Her brother and father live here. I turned to the other side to help him out.
“Let's step on your feet. I'll help you get off.” I held it shaky.
“I'm fine.” Drunk people always think they're okay. Walking in a straight line, they cannot.
“Handle.” I reached out to his shoulder. Afraid she slipped, when she got off the car. Take him to the elevator and go up to the ninth floor.
“Your wind is delicious. Worth the blonde likes you.” He started to fumble when we got in the elevator and because I was holding him close enough. “Do you like my perfume handsome. But I'm not your type, I'm skinny, not blonde.” He looked at me, I smiled. When he realized he wouldn't dare seduce me like this, tomorrow he wouldn't remember what he said.
“I hate blonde... My husband's new woman is also blonde. Why blonde-blonde is so beautiful.”
“You are also beautiful.”
“Barakkah. I'm beautiful? Why did I lose to that blonde,. I will be alone now.” Now she's really clinging and hugging me up. She was quite tall, she put her head on my shoulder, hugging me so much. The vanilla fragrance hit me again, while she leaned back and hugged me tightly, her face touching my chin. Damnit damnit! He's gonna get me killed and I want to hug him back now. “You are very handsome and warm.” She brought herself so close, her eyes half closed, her fragrance hair, made me unable to hold back from hugging her in that delicate maxi dress. Hugging her slim body made me want to kiss her, if she realized I wouldn't have this chance, I feel like a bad guy right now.
The sound of the elevator clinking is an alarm sign I have to end this.
“Come..” I pointed it out. I have to take a long breath. We arrived at a room after he opened the door. The family room is full of warm colors and family photos are displayed on the wall. No wonder he didn't want to live alone, he had a seemingly happy family. He must have had the same dream.
“Where is your room?”
“Disana..” He pointed at one of the doors in the room deeper. I took him there, opened the door and led him to his bed. I can finally put this girl in her bed.
“Sleep.” I tilted her position, put a pillow by her side so she could sleep on her side, avoid her choking if she vomited, it seems she won't vomit she won't drink too much. His hand reached out to me later.
“Javier I miss you, why did you leave with that blonde.” This drunk sweet vanilla thinks I'm her ex-husband now, her eyes closed but she hugged me so tightly. So I have to stay by his side.
“I won't go. I'm right next to you. Go to sleep you'll be fine Vanilla.” I stroked her hair and calmed her down.
“I love you..don't leave me” He hugs me tighter, has he been dreaming . It's not me she loves, her ex-husband.
“Why do you love people who want to forget you Vanilla.” He was silent not responding to me, I know maybe he was just rummaging half-conscious in his sleep. It didn't take long for her breath to calm down and she just fell asleep and her embrace loosened. Her eyes are visible to me. This beautiful girl felt her world was over and she had to accept her life would go on its own. It is only I who see her in my arms now, tidying her hair and touching her pretty cheeks. His hands are still around my waist. I don't know what pushed me, I kissed her soft lips just like that.
****! I woke up and pulled myself. Keep myself away from him. He'll kill me if he finds out I did this.
Now I'm moving away from the bed. Looked at him sleeping. What happened I must have gone crazy kissing her. Now that I'm out of his room, I don't dare to go in anymore, I feel like I have to get out of here. If something happens here because I can't help myself, she'll hate me, it's good that I get her trust.
I don't want to be hated by him.
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