Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Chapter 13

Want-have a desire to possess something. That is what's wrong with me. I wanted this. I wanted Henrique. I wanted Alexander.

I wanted to be happy. Being in this big house with my nephew and his brother made me happy and I didn't want the feeling to end. I don't want to go back to my old life; to a job that made me miserable. I want to be happy.

I started at the cream ceiling and let my thoughts wander. What will I do when he finds my sister? I'll have to go back to my sad boring life and I don't want to, not even for a second.

A knock on my door brought me out of my daydreaming. I turn to look in direction of the door, "Come in," It must be Maria, the temporary housekeeper. She is a sweet Mexican immigrant with two teen girls. Her husband left her in Mexico with her daughters and never came back. She was able to get a working visa then worked her way up to permanent resident.

The door opened showing the tall frame of Alexander which made my eyes widen. I jumped up in a sitting position. He was in his famous suit and tie, looking handsome, as always.

"You don't have to look so shocked." He stated.

"But I am. I thought it was Maria." I didn't expect him back home so soon. It was only around 2'o clock.

He shrugs, "Well It's me. I have something for you." he walked closer in the door pushing the blue gift bag in my direction. While taking from his face he continued, "I took it from the company, one of ours. I thought you might need a better one considering the one you have is a bit old."

I frown at his words not understanding what the hell he was talking about. I opened the bag and saw the phone box. I look up at him, "I can't take this. I already have a phone."

He shakes his head, "No. You have a blackberry. People don't use that anymore." I frown at his words, not everyone is rich like you, Alexander. We can't all afford, Samsung, iPhone or Icare.

"I use it."

He shakes his head, "I'm giving you this new one. It has 20gbs and I placed a 64gb SD card in there. You can do a lot of things with that type of memory and music is already paid for. I also placed my number on speed dial in case of emergency."

I sigh giving in. I took out the phone box out of the bag and started opening the box. The place the big phone in my hands and admire it. "Thanks. I really appreciate this." In the gift bag and spot a purple phone case, I loved it immediately.

Okay, so maybe being rich did have its use.

"You're welcome." I looked up and him and smile.

"Not a problem." He turns to walk away but stop, "One more thing. I'll be hosting an annually fundraising here for the Patrick Carter Memorial Orphanage next week." I guess he's going to tell me not to be seen during that time. "Hmm...So you might want to get a dress and get yourself fixed up." Those words were the last I expected. He was inviting me to his fundraiser. He wanted to me to dress up for it too.

I smiled at him, "Thanks." But he barely nods at me. Something was up with him, he didn't seem like himself. He looked tired and sad. "Are you okay?"

He nods, "Yea, just tired. I'm trying to settle a big deal, but the old man is just so damn stubborn." He chuckles a little, "That's why I'm so early too. I need some rest."

"I'm sorry to hear your having troubles but don't worry about that old stubborn man, just relax." I smile, "And guess what?"

"What?"

"If you ever think you're too tired or stressed out because of work then you have me and Henrique as your ice-cream buddies. Just call or knock on my door and we'll be down there eating some cookie and cream ice-cream."

"Or chocolate."

I nod, "Or Strawberry Cheesecake."

"Or Vanilla."

"Yea, or maybe Rum and Raisin," I respond chuckling. I can't believe he was the same arrogant stalker I met a couple months ago. After spending time with him I've come to realize he wasn't all that bad, he wasn't bad at all. He was fun to be around and good company.

He didn't make me feel bad. He made me feel wanted like I belong here with him and Henrique.

I want to stay here with him and Henrique.

Is it mean to say I wish he never finds my sister? Is it mean to want to keep someone that wasn't mine?

He laughs, "You know what, I might just take you up on your offer."

I nod, "You should."

"I'm going to take a nap now but when I wake up I'll make sure I take you up on your offer."

I blushed then answered, "I'd love that."

He gave me one last smile then leaves my room closing the door behind him.

I've had boyfriends before but none of them made me laugh like Alexander did. None of them made me feel this happy as Alexander did. Alexander hadn't even kissed yet, we've barely even held hands yet being around him made my heart beat a mile a minute.

I like him.

I like Alexander Carter so much.

Is this what falling in love feels like?

Am I falling in love with my nephew's brother?

....

It was around 7 pm now and I was downstairs in the living room playing with Henrique, but Grey came and start licking my face.

"Grey, stop it." I laugh as he licked my face with his rough tongue. Grey moved over to Henrique and start to attack him like he did me. I giggle and stood up. "Come on Grey, you must be hungry." I tried distracting the dog but no prevail.

As I shake my head the doorbell rang. I rush to open the door leaving Henrique was Grey, knowing Grey wouldn't cause any harm to Henrique. Grey, in fact, was the perfect sitter especially when I was showering.

When I opened the door the first thing I saw was a handsome man with blond curly hair and ocean blue eyes then beside him was an equally beautiful brunette. His hands were securely wrapped around her waist and they both had rings on their ring finger. Husband and Wife.

I smiled up at them. "Hi, how may I help you? "I asked politely.

"Who are you?" the woman asked in a mean tone as she looked at me up and down with a disapproving look. I wasn't dressed as nice as her. I was only in a pink dress and barefoot while she was dressed nicely in a long dress and matching heels, her husband in a suit. But even though I wasn't dressed as nice as her I didn't deserve to be treated like that.

"I'm the one who should be asking you. You're the one at the door." I replied in the same mean tone she used at me.

Two can play that game.

The man held out his hands for me to shake, "You must be Ms. Bisson."

I took his hands and shake it, "Yea, I am. Who are you?"

Before he could answer Alexander's voices came from behind me, "Oh Gerald. I wasn't expecting you to come so soon. Ms. Bisson, you can go back to Henrique now."

I frown at him using my last name.

So, I guess I'm no longer Kalliyah.

I nod, "Nice to meet you, Gerald." I turn around and walk pass Alexander without looking at him.

I know I should feel sad or even angry that he addressed me for formal in front of his friends, but it hurt. Especially since I started to see him as a friend and not just the man forcing me to stay here to take care of someone else's child. Especially since I like him.

I sat back on the carpet beside Henrique who was still playing Grey and Cloudy who seemed to have joined in. For the past months, the dogs were inseparable so much so that Cloudy was now pregnant. I could tell by her belly which was suddenly getting big. I hadn't yet brought it to Alexander's attention. I was still waiting for the perfect time to tell him that my dog impregnates his.

"Get the dog off the baby. He'll give him flees." I heard a high pitch female voice said.

I turn around and look at the brunette.

I rolled my eyes.

No bitch, coming near to you is going give him flees.

"The dogs are clean. I showered them myself yesterday." I showered all the dogs yesterday when Henrique was sleeping. It was something to make time run out.

"Well, their tongue isn't clean."

I rolled my eyes. "Cleaner than yours."

"Ms. Bisson!" Alexander shouted.

"Ladies, please don't start an argument over nothing," Gerald said beside his wife. "Cindy why don't you get to know Ms. Bisson while we men discuss business." He gave his wife a smile.

"How can you expect me to stay with this thing after all the bullshit she did?" I turned at look at her. That only did she call me a thing? She is accusing me of something and I had no idea what it was.

"What are you talking about?" I asked her.

"Let's not get into this," Alexander said as he looked from me to Cindy.

"No, I want to know what the hell she's talking about?" I got up off the ground and was now standing waiting for her to answer me.

"We all know you abandon your own child and that you're a worthless gold-digger." I should have known he would have told his friends that I'm Alliyah. But I didn't know he'd tell them I'm a gold-digger.

I wasn't Alliyah and I'm not a gold-digger.

"For your information, Henrique is not my child. I don't have a child, I've never been pregnant, and I don't plan on getting pregnant." I know if I didn't calm down I might do something I'll regret. "I'm not a gold-digger either. I've never been with a man because of his money. Clearly, you've mistaken because the last time I check Alexander was the one who came looking for me and not the other way around. I was fine living in my tiny apartment. I was fine having a job. I was fine with what I had because not everyone is meant to have a luxury life and happy endings. I don't believe in those things. Those are fairy tales, they don't exist. And if being rich means I become like you, I'd rather live on the roadside than be a bitch like you." I let out a frustrated scream and ran out of the room. I ran to the room I was currently calling my mine, leaving Henrique behind.

People feel because you're less privileged they can treat you like your nothing but she's wrong. I'm not nothing.

I'm somebody's child, somebody's sister.

Even though it hurt to admit that it was still better than being completely alone and that's what I've been for the past three years.

Completely alone.

Alone until Alexander brought me here. Now I had Henrique, but he wasn't mine to keep. He didn't belong to me. Neither did Alexander.

As soon as he saw his friends he went back to calling me Ms. Bisson. Which meant he didn't have any feelings for me. He probably still thinks less of me.

I wipe the tears from my eyes, but they continued pouring. I entered my bathroom and look in the mirror at my face. I looked awful. I wasn't as beautiful as Cindy. I wasn't as beautiful as Alliyah. I wasn't a beautiful period. How could I even think about liking a man like Alexander? He was a solid ten and I wasn't even a two.

I slowly take off my clothes and enter the shower, I turn on the pipe and the warm water starts falling on my body. I cried was the water touch my body. Being under the water remained me of the rain. No one can see your tears.

Let it flow, Kalliyah.

Let it flow.

It's completely okay to cry Kalliyah.

It's okay. You'll be okay.

If not today, then one day.

One day you'll meet your prince charming and he will carry you away on a white horse and you'll live happily ever after.

One day, just not today.

Today you deal with this feeling that you had for Mr. Carter. You'll get over that feeling because it's all a pretence. A millionaire or billionaire whatever he was could never like a girl like you.

A girl who made less than 30ks a year. A girl who lived in a very tiny expensive New City Studio that she couldn't afford. A girl who was alone. A girl who was depressed. A girl who is probably always going to be depressed.

You're not good enough. You weren't good enough for him how could you be enough for Alexander Carter?

I sob loudly then slowly bent down to sit in the bathtub and let the water beat against my back.

No matter how hard I try. I always come back to the same place.

Crying over my sad life.

Crying and wishing that I was happier.