Also, buying a ten-wheeler truck for our mining business was not a joke, even the two private planes used to export our products. There are also a few elf vans that are used to deliver the fabrics, and last but not the least, the armor truck we acquired for the safety of the sales from our jewelry shop and other businesses around Queensland.
I understand that, I know it's a bit too much, but it's not bad to ask for something once in a while, right? I am the only child, soon, I'll be the president of our own company. With that being said, I still don't have a car to run errands with?! I know it's kinda childish and immature, my reasoning are not as concrete, but can't they let me have it just once?
I was shaking my head while Ellwood's car arrived. It's almost seven in the morning and I'm running late on my first class.
"What took you so long?!"
I closed the door loudly and crossed my arms as I sat on the passenger seat. I didn't bother to put on my seatbelt with the anger slowly arising inside me.
"Woah! Excuse me?" he sarcastically said. His sly smirk didn't escape my sight.
"Shut up! Just drive!" I spat out.
"Seatbelt, please..." he calmly reminded before turning the engine on.
I followed what he said while wearing a contorted frown. Damn it! Why isn't it locking in?!
"Did you have a fight with Tita Minerva again?" Ellie asked me gently, trying to avoid being the punching bag of my anger.
I sighed, finally locking the seatbelt up as I straightened my back, eyes on the road.
"Hmm... when will you two get along?" he asked with a hint of humor. It's like it's a normal day for him to hear that we fought again.
I released a sigh full of constrained anger. "I want a new car. I was getting there im convincing Dad to buy me one. But Mom keeps on opposing!"
I wanted to cry in frustration if not for Ellwood's sudden laugh.
I faced him with a sharp glare. "God, I'm serious, Ellwood!"
"I know. I know..." he said, trying to stop himself from laughing.
I harshly turned my head back on the road, the irritation in my heart still not calming down.
"Why do you need a new car? I never failed driving you even once, right?" he asked after a minute of silence.
"And your Innova, the one Tito gifted to you. Why don't you use it instead?" he said in a calm voice, sympathizing at the coldness of my heart.
I don't answer, instead, I leaned on the car chair while crossing my arms. I don't want to explain my reason anymore, because just like Mom, he also didn't want me to buy a new car.
"I'll pick you up at five. Just make sure that you won't have a date with your boyfriend," he said in a low voice.
"Don't bother, Zekiah and I will go somewhere later," I said, absentminded.
He was mum so I removed the seatbelt from my body before facing him.
"Alright, then... see you at dinner," he mumbled before kissing me on the cheek.
I shut my eyes, opening it not long after and smiled at him. "Bye... thanks for the ride."
I spotted Zekiah as I entered the gate. He's taller that I remembered, wearing his uniform and his black shoes, looking so clean. His facial features were chiseled, his skin so flawlessly perfect that whenever the sunlight touches it, the purity of his tanned skin glowed beautifully.
His bag was hanged on his right shoulder while his hand was in his pocket. He is too intense, rough and intimidating.
I ran to him, wearing a lovely smile on my face. "Hi!"
He returned my smile. "We're almost late..." he muttered as he looked into his wrist watch.
"Ellwood was late!" I complained as I fix my hair.
His gaze went to me then to my hair. His dark eyes looked more intense and mysterious. I can't even read what he's thinking.
He's a quiet person, he won't even talk unless you do it first. That's why I'm the one who often opens a topic, he never failed to answer all my questions, especially in academic lessons that I don't thoroughly understand.
That's one of the traits I love about him. He may be a quiet person but he absolutely is the most understanding boyfriend and a supportive one at that. I'm not demanding him to be showy about his feelings for me because I'm already contented of what we have now.
He took the shoulder bag I was holding. "Let's go?" he said in a soft voice.
I blew out a breath before letting him take my shoulder bag. We walked together which immediately garnered attention from students. Most of them are my schoolmates in high school, while the others came from different well-known schools which I never bothered knowing.
"Hi, Zeki!" some girls from the covered walk greeted him.
Zekiah saw them and flashed a timid smile. Because of what he did, the girls screamed in lunacy, like a worm wiggling in so much gratification.
I rolled my eyes up. The hell? Can't they see that he's with his girlfriend?
I crossed my arms while walking, face contorting into a sour expression. Why? It's because even though we're still a little bit far from my first class, the girls were already screaming the hell out of their lungs..
I'm annoyed by the fact that this idiot over here seems to enjoy the attention he's getting from these crazy girls.
"I'll take it from here, go to your class." I faced him as soon as we reached the second year college's building.
"Your room's on the fourth floor," he said calmly.
His calm mien made me even more irritated. "I can do it alone. I thought you're running late?!" I didn't mean to but I ended up raising my voice. Damn it! I think I'm gonna bear this anger for the whole day.
"I'll take you to your room..." he insisted, entering the building.
I remained standing, just watching him walk the stairs. I waited for him to look back at me but he didn't.
Sometimes I wonder how we ended up together? What I liked about him? Or what he saw in me? But everytime I thought about it, a day is not enough to answer those questions.
I started walking, trying to catch his pace. He looked at me over his shoulder and slightly twitched his lips sexily.
I pouted, he didn't smile like that earlier at the covered walk. He even waved his hand to greet them, which I know are his clasmmates while some are common friends. Jealousy started arousing in my heart.
We're halfway to the fourth floor when I felt his hand gripped my wrist. His sudden action made me blush heavily.
My heart throbbed and my knees trembled, pausing from the walk to recover from it. He also stopped and faced me
"Uh, sorry..." I consciously lowered my head.
He laughed gently at my response. Still cowering my head, I continued walking the stairs, leaving him behind. I almost leaped in shock when he suddenly pulled me back to him, making me crash onto his shoulder.
"Come here..."
Before I could even recover, he embraced me in his arms. He ran his fingers at the small of my back, chin resting on the intersection of my shoulder and neck.
"You're jealous, aren't you?" he softly smelled my neck and up to my ear.
I didn't manage to answer. Oh, Meredith! He always knew why I'm angry, and I hate it! His words were effective in calming my anger as if nothing happened a while ago.
"I'm going to be late..." I said in a low voice.
He tightened his hug after hearing what I said. I was alarmed, afraid that someone might see us. Even though I want to let them know that Zekiah is mine, I can't do that because we're inside the premises of our school. I'm sure we'll be a hot topic once that happens.
He started kissing my neck, caressing my back gently. I slowly craned my head towards the ceiling, and bite down my lip hard. I wanted to push him away, knowing that we're not in the right place for intimacy, but I just stood there paralyzed.
Until he pressed his lips onto mine. I opened my mouth slightly and his tongue found mine. He tilted his head a bit to deepen the kiss that sent my mind into a sensual state of intoxication.