Chapter four: Demon king
Later in the day...
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Bella's p.o.v
I sat at the living room, curled up, watching TV, when the door bell rang..
Maybe Ashley changed her mind about the trip? No definitely not Ashley...
Pizza man?? I didn't order...
I got down from the couch and went for the door, i opened it.... Standing before me, was a well built man in black suit.
"Miss Bella Flynn?" He asked, i nodded, furrowing my eyebrows. "I'm Rudolph, Mrs Emerson's official escort, she sent me to fetch you", He said with a stern look.
What the?... Hellooo sir...you don't go about fetching people just like that...at least not without their permission. Besides i can't remember accepting to go stay with Mrs Emerson. But i can't stay all by myself for five months...i'll surely need an Adult around. I thought, pouting.
"Miss Flynn?", The stern looking man interrupted my thoughts.
"Uh...i..Mrs Emerson...um..my luggage...i.." I stuttered, then cleared my throat as he stared at me with one of his eyebrow raised.
"Sorry, i need to get my luggage, this is so prompt, i didn't expect it and i should go arrange, come in and relax, i'll meet you in the next, five - ten - no twenty minutes". I said and bolted, ascending the stairs.
When i got to my room, i rummaged through my wardrobe, selecting clothes and shoes, after some minutes of struggling to zip my suitcase, i sat down to start a work of art on my face...then let my hair loose, brushed it, grabbed few of my stuffs and went out.
Descending the stairs, rolling my suitcase along, i apologized to the man on suit for taking more than the twenty minutes i had promised. He just stared at me in silence with a raised eyebrow, sizing me up with his eyes. Whaaat? It's not like i overdressed.....well maybe i did...i was putting on a white, long sleeve, button-up, collared shirt, tucked into a black office pants, a pair of stiletto heels, plus a pair of sunglasses...topping it all with a beach hat... I had to look sharp duh! I mean he was well dressed.
I cleared my throat, interrupting the silence...."um, do i need to go change into something more simple?"
"Absolutely not, miss, here let me help you with the suitcase", He replied, collecting my box. Maybe it's my heavy make-up.
"Thanks", i smiled at his kind gesture, we went out of the house and i was face to face with a black Limo!
Our ride?! Shut up! This is siccckkk!
I squealed in excitement, in my head
Nicki minaj's 'we go up' playing in my mind..
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We arrived at the Emersons, few minutes later, and i received a warm reception at the doorway as a woman, in her late forties, i guess, grabbed me in a bear hug and squealed in excitement like a fifteen year old, excited girl.
"You're finally here, welcome home darling", she smiled, releasing me from the hug that was physically crushing me...
"Uh...thanks", i managed to say as i now got a full view of the woman....Mrs Sophie Emerson, if i wasn't mistaken....she was strikingly beautiful even for an elderly woman, she had sterling gray eyes, permed caramel hair, and a pointy nose...
"Mrs Emerson?" I ventured...
She nodded slowly with a smile plastered on her face.
"You look like the younger version of your mother", she said, i couldn't help but smile.
You look younger and more beautiful than your pictures. I thought...coz i didn't really know her in person, i only saw her pics few times on mom's phone.
"I'm so happy to finally meet you, make yourself comfortable, Rosita will show you to your room, I'm heading out and will be back soon". She said, patting me on the shoulder and walking out the door...
"Rosita?", I thought out loud...just then, a petite looking girl, appeared before me...
"Hi, i'm Rosita, i'll be at your beck and call ma'am", she said, doing a curtsey...you've gotta be kidding me...
It dawned on me that she was a maid as i quickly recognized the maid's uniform she was putting on...
"Oh Rosita, I'm Bella, nice meeting you", I dunno if I should've said that...just then, i almost missed a sparkle in her eyes as she smiled. She was so cute, with those pigtails and the uniform and the pair of red shoes she wore with yellow pompoms attached to it.
"I'll help you with that", she said, pointing at my suitcase.
"Oh no, thanks i'll take it up myself", I replied, she nodded and headed upstairs, i just watched her, soon she paused and turned to look at me, then gestured to me to follow. "Oh!", was all i said, then i was at her trail.
We got to a passage and Rosita stopped walking abruptly, i didn't really notice, as i was busy staring down at my shoes until i bumped into her back and staggered backwards from the impact, one of my stiletto heel bent and i almost landed on my butt, when i felt someone grab my wrist. Sighing in relief, i looked up and found a delicious looking being, holding on to my hand, thank goodness!...
I was thankful too soon, as he released me and i finally landed on my butt. What the hell?! "Owww", i yelped.
"Hey...let me call you back", i heard him say on the phone, then he disconnected the call. Wait! Let me get this straight.... I was about to fall, he caught me, then let go of me coz his phone rang?! ARE YOU KIDDING ME??! and just for him to tell the person he was gonna call back? Shoot me!! I removed my shades....
"Looks like the floor is really comfortable for you", he said, staring down at me with an expression i couldn't decipher.
"You...." I pursed my lip, as i was about to insult him, but then i stared at him again, trying to remember where i had seen the face, he looked familiar....
Just then, realization hit me! The stranger! The freaking stranger i had a heated kiss with. Somebody wake me up... Oh no! Does he recognize me? I pray he doesn't...well power of make-up..I need your help right now...he won't recognize me with this make-up...i'm sure of it.
I stood up, dusting my butt and glaring at him...his eyes widened...
"You look like you're going for a runway contest, what's up with the heels?" He scoffed.
"You're a jerk", I blurted.
"And..you're a good kisser", he smirked and brushed past me...I went numb!
He freaking remembers me.
"I'm sorry ma'am", Rosita brought me back to reality as she apologized, looking down.
"No...it's definitely not your fault sweetie", i said.
"This is your room", she told me, pointing to the door, close to us....maybe that's the reason why she suddenly stopped, i didn't even notice we were standing by a door all the while.
"Thank you", I muttered and rushed in quickly.
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Aiden's p.o.v
I walked out of my room, preparing to go for my basketball training when i heard a conversation going on downstairs, i placed my hands on the railing and looked down, Rosita was talking to a.. girl?! Who was she? Why was she looking like a porcelain doll? An overdressed one. Mom had talked about a certain girl, coming to stay with us....but i hadn't paid attention.
I shrugged it off and began texting my friends who were also supposed to go for training. Soon, i heard footsteps, ascending the stairs and then Rosita came into view, with the doll behind her, looking down.
I rolled my eyes and walked towards their direction as i wanted to leave the house....Rosita stopped in front of one of our guest rooms, which i guess was given to the doll...but then, she went bumping into Rosita's back....Dumb doll! Was she blind?!
She staggered backwards and almost fell, when i caught her wrist...she looked up at me sighing, while i stared at the shades she wore, which were hiding her eyes..My phone suddenly vibrated and i let go, answering my phone instead...
Oops! My bad...
She landed on the floor with a thud and she yelped.
"Hey, let me call you back", i said to the caller at the other end....it was Carlos. I disconnected the call thereafter, then proceeded to look at the fallen doll.
Did she break?! No....good!
She removed her shades and i saw that she was fuming...with the make-up? She looked like joker.
"Looks like the floor is really comfortable for you", i said....
"You.....", she pursed her lips not completing her sentence as she stared at me and i watched as different expressions flashed on her face, from confusion, to embarrassment, to sudden realization and then back to anger as she stood up, dusting her butt...my nose picked a familiar scent, coming from her as my eyes widened in realization...the girl from the party! Her face came in view now...
"You look like you're going for a runway contest, what's up with the heels?" I scoffed, coz that was the reason she fell.
"You're a jerk", she spat out...venom clear in her voice...
Oooohh feisty too...looks like barbie's angry
"And you're a good kisser", i said, smirking as i brushed past her...that'll surely get her.