He wasn’t kidding! And what a perfect timing to choose to appear when Greta has left the apartment.
I stand dumb struck as I stare at his offending figure looming over me. His dark hair clings on his face from the rain. His dark blue eyes leer at mine in a cold calculated look. Then, as if I’ve invited him in, he makes his way into the apartment.
“Why aren’t you at work?” He swiftly asks with a cold tone that tells me of his anger.
It’s been a full day since I last ran away from his office when he kissed me. That offending kiss that left pungent cigarette taste in my mouth. I shiver coldly.
“I meant what I said, I’d never work for you.” My anger flares immediately.
I mean who the hell did he actually think he is to think he can dictate everything?
“And I meant what I said, I will come dragging you there.” He glares.
I glare at him back and for a moment my eighteen year old rebellious teenage hormones want to dare him to.
But I know he will actually do it and so I keep my mouth shut.
“Why are you so intent to have me working for you?”
“Do you serious want me to answer that?” He arches an eyebrow.
I frown, waiting for him to continue.
He shakes his head as if in disbelief. “Well for starters it can actually help you get money to pay her off and–”
“I don’t need your help or your money.” I cut him off mid sentence.
He glowers at me as if I’m out of my mind, then he does something unexpected.
He curses, “Stupid stubborn kid,” he mutters angrily as he searches in his pockets for something.
He takes out a pack of cigarette but before he can light one up, I spring into motion; I haul the pack away from his hands and throw it out across the unclosed door.
“What the fûck!” He bellows.
“If you’re going to smoke then take it outside and while you’re at it, leave this fucking building.” I’m surprised at my outburst.
Instead of him glaring at me and giving me his piece of mind at what I just did, he does something I completely don’t expect.
His musical chuckle fills out the whole apartment and I catch genuine amusement in his eyes. But for some reason this makes me even angrier.
When his laugh dies out, he says in a somewhat serious tone.
“I tried to reasonable with you, but you leave me with no choice.”
Suddenly he scoops me up by my thighs and hauls me onto his shoulders. I let out a frantic squeal as the impact takes me completely by surprise.
“Let me go!” I scream as I squirm away from his hold, trashing my legs just so he can let me go, but his grip is firm and tight and he doesn’t seem to budge.
My face is upside down staring at his offending back and I contemplate punching him but I know whatever fitful trash I manage won’t result in any impact.
He strides outside the apartment and kicks the door shut. He continues walking swiftly down the few steps as if my weight is nothing but a sack of feathers to him.
“Put me down!” I howl, trying my best not to let the panic that’s slowly seizing fully attack me.
He ignores me as he walks to the pedestrian and stops next to a sleek black car and from upside down I can tell it’s an expensive make.
He shifts my weight to one hand as his others dig in his pocket for keys.
“This is ridiculous I’m not a two year old! Put me down!”
“Scream all you want but it’s not gonna happen.”
“If you intend to drag me to your restaurant without any shoes on my feet then what will the customers say?” I try to calm myself.
“Your feet are least of my concern.” He simply takes out his keys and unlocks his car.
You must trust him. My inner voice conjectures. You must trust him to let him keep this up.
“If I put you down, you won’t ru–”
“Matthew?” A voice behind us interrupts him…not just any voice.
He freezes, in fact we both freeze.
“Matt? What are you doing?” I recognize Jeremy’s voice instantly. From upside down my heart lurches at his voice.
In a few strides Jeremy is right before us. “What are you doing to her?” This time his anger goes unnoticed.
So Matthew is his name? What a way to find out! Thinks my sarcastic side.
Matthew unceremoniously puts me down and I slide off his shoulders and fall crouching on the ground.
Jeremy is quick to react as he pulls me up and immediately draws me into his arms. I’m too weak to pull back and my senses are now hyperaware of his bodily warmth so I simply melt in his arms.
“What were you doing?” Jeremy asks Matthew.
I move to stand beside Jeremy and his arm is on my waist in a possessive gesture.
Then the whole thing suddenly dawns on me. They know each other?
“What are you doing here, Jerry?” Matthew frowns at him, specifically on his arms which are around me.
His condescending blue eyes travel to mine and I look away instantly.
“I asked you first.” Jeremy glares. “And why were you treating her like that!”
Then as if realizing, “Shit, Leyla are you okay? What did he do to you?” Jeremy turns to me, taking my face in both of his hands.
My heart lurches at his touch, heat transcending on my skin and a deep ache in my abdomen tells me of how much his touch affects me.
“Let go off her.” Matthew grasps my arms in an effort to pull me away from Jeremy.
“Don’t touch her!” Jeremy hisses as he pulls me behind him and he glowers Matthew with his jaw clenching and fury printed in his eyes. They’re the same height and the tension that’s between them is ice cold.
Matthew’s eyes are in slits as he frowns at Jeremy and for that moment my brain wonders how they possible know each other.
“I see you still haven’t let go of the Cassie incident.” Matthew rudely smirks at him.
Wait, the Cassie incident? Does that mean–
“This has nothing to do with Cassie. Brother.” I can feel Jeremy tense beside me.
That’s his brother!? I practically grow cold from inside.
“Or isn’t it? Then why are you here specifically, you must’ve have followed me. How else will you know her?” Matthew points at me.
“What are you talking about?”
“Leyla.” Matthew states my name. “How do you know her?”
“How do you?”
For a moment they glare at each other as if having some sort of unspoken conversation.
Then Mathew’s demeanour changes as he shifts his glare towards me.
“You know what I couldn’t care less, she’s a wh0re anyway.” He leers with a twitch from the corner of his lip.
I snap. I ball my fist up and in a few strides I’m before him ready to return his unforgivable behaviour with a punch, however Jeremy swiftly pulls me away sending me staggering a few steps back.
Before I can even process what is happening, I watch as Jeremy draws a fist on Matthew’s jaw. There’s an ear-splitting crack sound from the punch filling the air.
Matthew staggers back from the contact his hand flying to his newly bruised jaw in surprise. He winces as he sees the blood on his hand and then return his glare at Jeremy.
“Don’t ever use that sort of term towards her!” He bellows and I watch his form shake with anger.
“Term? Really Jeremy? Open your eyes, lil bro, and just look at her. She practically lives like one.” He sneers at me.
“That’s enough!” I find my voice.
“Oh, are you denying it?” He glares with absolute hatred towards me.
I glare back but before I can do anything to damage his face, which I so want. Jeremy once again reacts.
“You’re a fool, Matthew! Pestering on someone that can’t defend on themselves.”
“She’s not just a someone now, is she?” Matthew gives me disgusted look.
My blood runs cold. What the heck is his problem?
“Yes, she isn’t just a someone, she’s more than. She’s a better person than you are.” Jeremy retorts right back.
Matthew only laughs coldly. “Wow I never took you for a wh0re defender, lil bro.”
“Don’t push me, Matthew!”
“Are you going to punch me again? Go ahead.” He offers his other cheek.
Jeremy shakes his head. “I’m not going to punch you. I’m simply going to leave you alone in your blatant misery.”
Great Leyla! Just great. You’re in the middle in sibling feud and you’re standing there gaping at the both of them in disbelief. Fantastic! My inner voice interjects sarcastically.
I have an odd feeling that their bickering isn’t because of me. From what I’ve collected so far, it’s as if the conflict between them has always been constant.
Wait a minute, if Matthew is Jeremy’s brother and they weren’t on agreeing terms even before the Cassie incident, then why the hell did Jeremy take her on a date specifically in Matthew’s restaurant?
✍️ To be continued ✍️