Desperate

Rick's point of view:

"And that was the end of the story. Now, may you PLEASE let me go?!" Adam scoffed angrily.

I can't move.
I was too frozen.
What did Chelsea just say?!
She was going to KILL every relative of Adam that she meets?!

I knew she really didn't mean the term "KILL".
But still...
It simply means that she FIRMLY refuses to meet with one of Adam's relatives. Or in other words, she does NOT want to meet anyone RELATED to Adam.

Sadly, I am related to Adam.
I am CLOSELY related to Adam!
I am his BROTHER!!!

"Earth to Rick. May you PLEASE LET ME GO?!" Adam demanded impatiently.

Filled with intense anger, my clutched fists came flying straight to Adam's face.

"OUCH! HEY! WHAT WAS THAT FOR?!" Adam shouted angrily as he clasped his swollen cheek. His high-bridged nose bled.

"That was for MY Chelsea." I replied madly. My fists went flying again straight to Adam's face.

Adam stumbled to the ground and fainted immediately.

"And that was for ME."

*Ding Dong*

I quickly ran towards the window.
Who could possibly visit us at this time of day?!

I shivered as I reached for the curtain.
What if it was the POLICE?!
How could I explain the out-cold body in the room to them?!

My heart thumped as I peeked.
My heart raced.

It was Chelsea.

Why was she HERE?!
It was so unlikely of her to skip classes.
It must be SERIOUS.

What if...

She knew about Adam.

My heart sank.
What if she really knew that I was related to him?!
Then, my relationship with her would be OVER.

I don't want that.
I DON'T WANT TO BREAK-UP with her.

I can't face her.
I just couldn't.

What if she knew?!
If she didn't, she might read the problematic look on my face and ask me what's wrong.

I couldn't LIE to her.
I just couldn't.

I think it's just better...


To let Chelsea think that...











No one's home.

 

Chelsea's point of view:

"K-KID?! Rick's the FATHER?!" I exclaimed, totally shocked.

Nash reached out her hands to block my mouth.

"Ssssh. Please tone down your voice." Nash hushed.

I froze.

This is too much for me to take.
Here comes a beautiful lady who claims that Rick was her EX-FIANCE and that Rick was the FATHER of her little kid.

"A-are you s-sure about that?!" I stammered. I felt my palms begin to sweat.

"Positive." Nash sighed, "His D.N.A matches with my son's D.N.A."

My heart sank.

"D-does R-Rick know about this?!" I demanded angrily.

Unfortunately, Nash nodded.

My heart broke into a thousand pieces.

Rick and I PROMISED to tell each other our past and dark secrets.
He NEVER EVER mentioned this one!

We were together for a long time now.
Can't I be TRUSTED?!

I felt my eyes water.
This is too much.
This hurts too much.

"A-are you okay?" Nash stammered.

"I'm fine!" I snapped and turned away.

I couldn't face Nash.
Just looking at her face makes me want to vomit.

I walked faster and faster. Tears were continuously flowing from my swollen eyes. I didn't know where I was going, but I did NOT care. I could NOT stop thinking about it.

I suddenly stopped and looked at what's infront of me.

Rick's house.
I was infront of Rick's house.

Why was I here?!
Should I confront him?!

I can't just hide inside my shell.
I can't just hide my feelings as if there is nothing.
I want this relationship to last.
I have to TALK to him.
It's NOW or NEVER.

I pressed the doorbell.
My hands shook.

No answer.

I pressed again.

No answer.

I pressed once again.

I looked up and saw the curtain move.
The figure was familiar.

It was Rick.

Suddenly, the figure disappeared.

I tried the doorbell once again.

No answer.

I felt my blood boil.
I felt my hot tears flowing once again on my cheeks.

I had a horrible thought on my mind.














WAS RICK TRYING TO AVOID ME?!