CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Weekend. saturday morning. the Decker's having breakfast. the neighbour too having a rumors about Gibson to get married. how he do that? did he tell around the world about his marriage. what are him - a prince?

"Our next neighbour gonna get married." said Molly the mother. Belle suddenly stop eating her cereal without looking up at her mother face. she listen.

again? come one. why people talk about it. school. neighbourhood. seriously?!

"Well congratulations what can I said." said Richards the father. "I've never seen him seen Belle went to L.A. he's too suddenly disappearing.

"He's nice handsome man, Richards. owh his wife so lucky to have him as a husband."

Belle almost throwing up. quick, she reach glass of milk and drink it. though with drink of milk she stop from vomiting but no. she cover her mouth with her hand running toward the nearest bathroom and vomit.

lucky in Decker's house have two bathroom. one is upstairs and one is downstairs for guest. the parent hear her vomit.

the father pushed the chair catching her up. he knock. "Honey, you'll alright? what happen? are you sick?." asked the father.

behind the door he hear her. "I'm not sick. I'll be fine, dad." silent. she spokes. "I'll be out the minute."

"Are you sure? if you're not we going to hospital right now. this is serious."

"No, I'll be fine."

the father sigh. he walk back to kitchen. drag his chair back and drink some more coffee.

"How she is?." asked the mother.

the father sipped his coffee again. "I think because you mentioned Gibson. that's why she vomit."

"She carried Gibson baby?!."

"Darling, no. she hadn't said that. what I mean is. after you mentioned his name. she sudden acted weirdly. don't you see? she suddenly stop eating her cereal and then running to bathroom - vomit."

the mother curious. "What's that supposed to mean, Richards."

"I mean is. our daughter Belle - does not care about him. she does not care what the fuck he trying to do with his own life."

silent between the parent. but still hear sound of hurling around the house from Belle inside the bathroom. the father continue.

"She never like him. I know my daughter, Molly. she not interested to hear or something to said about who she hated. example Gibson."

his finger point at the hallway, where the hallway connects to bathroom Belle at right now.

"She hurling. all the neighbours that included you, Molly - are obsessed with that youth. I don't care about him either. married or not, doesn't have to do with me. his happy with his life now. so be it."

minute later. Belle's out from the bathroom. the father heard her heavy footstep walk at the hall back to kitchen. she hadn't hear what the parent talk about earlier. she stand at kitchen frame, wiped her mouth. she sigh.

"I'm still fine."

the mother looked at her. her face totally pale after vomit. how much gallon she vomit?

Belle walk drag her chair back and sit on it. she trying to continue eating her cereal she left when sudden Gibson name been mentioned, spill out from her mother lips. darn that man.

"Honey, you'll alright?." the mother asked. patted her back gently. "You spill your guts because of -?"

the father stop his wife. again she about to said Gibson name front of Belle. she continue. "That. I'm sorry. I shouldn't know that. that and that."

"You remind me of pizza, mom." the mother blinked. she said again. "Can i have a pizza for breakfast."

later evening. Belle won't work at weekend as the weekend it's her rest. she need to rest from school and work. her boss, Jonah allowed her to do so.

she young and need rest. but sometimes he need her in weekend. her job in restaurant just temporarily. maybe. she just sixteen. maybe she got great opportunity. one day.

no one knows.

so now Belle at the back of the house. her mother like to plant flowers. kind that stuff. she loves to see as the flowers blooming, grown beautifully like herself.

she watering the flowers with smile. she loves roses.

"Who gonna taking care of you if I wasn't here with you guys?." she said. "You must be strong."

"Like hell you talk with unliving things."

without turning. she know who behind her. it's Emma. Emma take a sit on the porch watching Belle continue talking with the flowers.

"Everything went chaos. all the neighbours know."

Belle rolled her eyes. everything is about Gibson. everyone talkes about him. what so special about Victor Gibson whom people admire, obsessed, obviously crazy bout him. now his gone. and they won't stop talk about.

"This is my house. would you mind not talking about him."

"My mom never stop talking about him. that's why I'm here. come, Belle. we're going to play ground. where we can release our tension."

breath. she spokes back. "Stop talking with that.." Emma point at the flowers.

at 5.00pm. the girl running toward the swing. and swing their body high up with laugh. the girl having their own fun time with the others kids. bout in minute. Belle swing herself slowly as she close her eyes inhaling the air.

fresh. this is what she want. fresh air.

"Did you see that charming boy?." asked Emma. "I've never seen him before. don't we. maybe his new around here. he totally checking his eyes on you, Belle."

Belle ignore her. "Here he'd come."

Belle eyes wide open. looking around but only she found Emma beside her. she look where Emma looking at it. Belle look at her left and there a boy Emma mention about. he walk foward them with smile. he introduce himself.

"Hello. my family just moved in here. I'm Jake. Jake Harley."

"Oh my god!." Emma shocked. she said. "Son of the Harley's."

"You know him?." asked Belle.

scoff. Emma spokes. "Pftt. his mother is Katherine. she used to be acapella's performer before she turn into business woman. online business. and this -?."

she point at Jake. "His father own empire state of business magazine, publisher or something I don't know."

"Yup, that's my family. we still lived in New York actually. our house is in renovation. my mom who the one suggest it to moved in here. she said this state full wild of green, beautiful lakes and cold. so this place is our temporarily house. yeah."

he smile. even his smile makes the girl melting. he some kind attractive. "Monday I start my school at Jackson st High school." he spokes back.

"Your lucky damn. that's our school." said Emma.

"No kidding. well. I'll see you two on Monday. nice to meet you both. thought I gonna lose my mind. everyone seems uncomfortable with me."

Emma smirked. "You look so reach but be careful someone will eyeing on you. they know who your family."

"Are trying to scared him or what?." Belle smacked her. the girl still on the swing. Jake are standing. Belle eyeing him.

"It's okay. already get use to it. threatened. lots people trying to kill my family because our wealth. yeah."

he smile again. "I didn't get a chance to know you both name."

"Emma. this is Belle. we childhood sweetheart. bestie. we see you on monday then."

he nod. turns his feet. and sometime he turn to look at Belle. then he walk away. Emma then turn to Belle. now. it's her turn smacked her back.

"Looks like you got new crush. and we gonna see him again. monday."