CHAPTER 2: Play indifferent

　　I travel back to my residence on Madison Avenue, it's a forty minutes drive. This reminds me of the fact that my time with Adrian wasn't actually thirty minutes as stipulated but an hour. I could track the time from what's hit on my watch now I've arrived home and getting off the time left which is taken for the time I spent with him.

　　The taxi drops me by the side of the road, from here I walk through the pavement to my family's three-room apartment which I share with my sisters, Brenda, twenty-eight and Alexandria, twenty. They are the only family I've got since our parents left us when we were pretty much younger. I don't hold them up in my mind with hate as I did Adrian, but I'm most disgusted with their attitude towards their birth children. After they got divorced, they remarried one month after each to the love of their life they had been secretly dating while still with each other. What a shameful act! This is one major reason I'll always be irritated when I remember this. There was no obvious reason they gave us for their divorce other than that they had fallen out of love due to the spicy sensations they were getting from their younger lover. Mom and dad gave the same reason. Had it been they still took care of us after they parted ways, the case would have been totally different but immediately they got off to their separate paths, they also parted from us as well. None of them cared to take us in, or even send in financial aids, none cared to call or visit us but I've heard from some people who know them currently that they are doing well and fine. We took menial jobs, even the most unsuitable for our age and gender just to have food on the table, clothes on our body and to continue with school.

　　I'm happy it all worked out until Adrian came and crashed all what I built up in my life, making me start from scratch. Now I'm meeting him again, not as a runaway boyfriend but as a handsome and billionaire boss. Whatever, the hate still lays deep in my heart aside the film which overshadowed it when I got laid.

　　Few steps to the house, my younger sister comes running up to me. She's all radiant and excited, she must have been waiting for me to come home. I pull her into a tight embrace.

　　"What happened? How did it go?" She blurts out even before I could say a word.

　　It's exactly the same thing I thought in my mind. The first thing I give to her is a warm smile to smoothen her suspense. Her anxiety level goes a bit low but I can still see that she wants to know what happened. It would be the shockiest moment for her but I have no option but to tell her the truth. Brenda emerges from inside, walking up to us.

　　"You're welcome."

　　"Thanks sis," I give her a perk on both cheeks.

　　"How did it go?" She asks.

　　"I think I'll need to go in, both of you have asked me the same question."

　　"Sure, no problem." She pulls me by the wrist towards the house. "I'm so excited you're back, hope you were accepted?"

　　"No!" I snap.

　　"What?" They chorus at the same time, with eyes wide. My lips part into an assuring smile, at least all is not all that bad.

　　We walk arms in arms into the living room, I sink to the couch while they rest their ass on the one opposite. I heave a sigh of relief. "I met him!"

　　"Who?" They blurt out in unison.

　　"Adrian."

　　"Which Adrian is that?" Alexandria asks.

　　"How many Adrian do we know, or do I know?"

　　"You mean your boyfriend?" Brenda's eyes turn awestruck, horrified.

　　"Yes, not my boyfriend, he's now an ex. He's the boss."

　　"Come on, baby."

　　"You don't mean it," Brenda adds.

　　"I knew you guys wouldn't believe me but I'm telling the truth."

　　Immediately I announced to them that the anonymous boss is Adrian Cameron, the guy who broke my heart and crushed my spirit, the excitement on their face fades into a frown, no one needs to tell me how much they hate Adrian. In fact, they hate him more than I do. We are like triplets, joined together in heart and mind, my sisters are my closest buddies and anyone who wants to hurt me turns out to be the greatest enemy they wouldn't spare a second to send to hell if they had the capability.

　　After Adrian ran away with my money and I informed them, they almost got the police into the matter to track him down if not that I intervened. I felt they were just being over-annoyed. I couldn't risk them using the little money they had in fighting the course, what if we didn't succeed in the end. Both would be gone. That's how I felt, I asked them to let it go. No evil deed goes unrewarded. Adrian would have to pay for what he did to me, if I can make it up to the final, what I'll be earning per month is more than thrice of what he robbed me off. The money is really my aim, not him in person. I hate him like hell and no matter how my sisters hate him too, they have to admit that they can't do a thing against my dream of going over to be his escort, if I'm chosen.

　　Revenge and hatred are two things, but bankruptcy which we've gotten into is a greater voice which will pull those two down in terms of accepting the job.

　　"So what are we gonna do now he's the one advertising this job?" Alexandria breaks the silence after some minutes.

　　"What are we gonna do?" What do you mean? My eyes twitch into a demanding gesture, I got to have her explain what she really means.

　　"I mean, will you still opt in for the job if you're chosen?"

　　"How are you sure she's gonna be chosen?" Brenda cuts in. "You know how Adrian might be shocked and guilty at crossing paths with her again. No one would be naive enough to pull off the revenge quest off the line, he sure knows Estella is gonna be up for some revenge and he might be afraid to have her an inch close to him."

　　Though this is what Brenda thinks, it's not my mind. The only revenge I can give him is that I'll never forgive him for what he did to me, the hatred in me for him would never fade. Some might think I'm tormenting myself with this while he's enjoying his life but no! The hatred and revenge is quite different from the interior that would kill me slowly.

　　Every man wants to be appreciated and praised for how well they did in bed, he's not an exception, he did so well, but I'll never talk of how good he is, I'll play indifferent no matter how best he tries to please me. It'll hurt him to the ass.

　　Yes! This is what I'm gonna do.