Chapter 29

Our day ended up with me and Sierra hanging out together. She didn’t really want me to leave yet. For the first time, she wanted to have some R and R with me. Not the usual. We just sat and drink tea, eat some snacks like some princesses we are. We laughed at that thought cause we really feel that way. I realised that it’s the first time that Sierra wanted to connect with me this way. It’s probably because our minds were free from so much wedding planning. "Wanna go shopping tomorrow?" Sierra suddenly asked. I raised my brow amusingly. "You know I have a job right? And why are you asking me like I’m the husband here?" "Way ahead of you, babe. I asked Stefano to have you a few days off. I’m going to borrow you, Avery." She smirked. "Also, I’d rather you be my husband. You’re a much delightful company." I chuckled. "And he said yes? It’s over a month that I haven’t been of service to him. He might play that against me you know. Saying I didn’t fulfill my duties. He’d probably torture me with his boring lectures and extend my stay with him. I obviously don’t want that to happen. " "Hey, it’s his fault why he left for a month and gave you a vacation. I just want to be with you for a moment, Ave. I’m going to move in with Ashton right after this and I’ll be alone in the house for sure. Despite him being a playboy, you know the man is always busy. I just... I just want things to sink in slowly you know." She sighed deeply. I smiled to her softly." Alright. Your wish is my command. " I guess it’s still a good thing to extend this vacation. I don’t know how to face him yet. If he allowed Sierra to let me stay with her for awhile then for sure this man doesn’t want to see my face. He was always so adamant about me fulfilling my duties. He would tell me to do my job seriously. And yet here he was letting me chill for a month right after we had that stupid argument. Allowed me again to extend my vacation after having an affair with him. If it isn’t that obvious then what is? One thing’s for sure, I could never guess what’s on his mind. It would never match his stupid blank face. --- Three days later, the two of us gone back to shopping. She said she wanted to have a new set of lingerie. I teased her if she wanted to impress her hunk of a husband. She was pissed about it but I just laughed. The two of us have a habit of teasing and getting mad on each other after. But then we just laugh it off. Surprisingly it wouldn’t lead us to a fight even though obviously if we get mad, we really get mad. It’s just that we forget about it and brush it off so easily. It’s something that we get along so well about. It was what we have in common. I think that must have been the reason why we stuck around each other so much more than the others. She and her bratty attitude that don’t give a **** about others. I, of course, just don’t really give a ****. "Have you chosen anything?" She asked while still searching for her pairs of lingerie. "No, Sierra. For the last time, I’m not buying anything." I told her while leaning on the wall waiting for her. "For the last time, I am buying you anything you want." She said turning to me stopping from her endless search. "Well I don’t want anything." She sighed heavily. "I tell you Stefano’s gonna miss your smoking hot body. Add some sexy lingerie to it, it’s going to kill him even more." She smirked proudly. "Sierra." I warned her. I made sure to let her see how serious I was. I didn’t like the joke. She knew what happened had an effect on me. "Sorry. Let me just buy you a dress. Please." She begged. I raised my brow curious why she desperately wanted to buy something for me. "Look, Ave. I love your body. I’m envious actually. I would so kill for having a really great body like that. I just want you to know that. You can’t always wear pants, sneakers or that boots you usually wear, and tshirts. And you just have that ponytail in your hair which is so plain and boring. " She rolled her eyes at the last part. The girl’s really brutally honest. I smirked. "Well, I can’t help it. You think we’d wear a dress on our training ground. We wear uniforms, Sierra. And I know how to dress. You saw me a lot of times." I defended nonchalantly. "But then you returned to this." She gestured her hand up and down to me. "I want to you to make it a habit to always dress fancy, you know. You’re very pretty and everyone knows that. You don’t really take advantage of it. " I chuckled. "It doesn’t matter." I shook my head. "I have lived enough of that shit. Look what it got me- straight to plain uniforms. And clearly I don’t have a problem with that. It’s very comfortable and I can kick *** without worrying my undergarments will be flashed among people." Sierra rolled her eyes like a bratty teenager while crossing her arms. "Fine. You win. But I’ll still buy you a dress." I chuckled and shrugged. I have no choice but to just follow this princess. She really did buy me a dress. She had been buying anything she finds perfect for me since three days ago. Hell the girl loves shopping so much. If I’m still what I was back then, Sierra and I wouldn’t have stopped. But I still have fun. It was still a part of me. The rest of the days, aside from shopping, we went out to watch movies, we ate like we haven’t eaten for ages. Like damn junk foods, ice cream and hella lot of sweets. Sierra felt so heavy with all the crazy eating so I taught her some exercises we used to do in training. It didn’t take five minutes for her, she was already complaining that it was fucking difficult. It wasn’t making her build abs, it was instead breaking her bones- is what she said. As a friend, I just laugh at her weakness. I mean I did feel the same way back then. Yesterday we went out at a beach nearby. She decided to chill outside on a great weather. I just followed her where and what she wanted to do. I promised her company and that I did. "I think it’s time I return you to your owner." I raised my brow. After Sierra’s satisfaction of buying me three dresses- cute, elegant, stylish and the other one was fucking short, tight and freaking backless I might add. She’s really having the fun of making me her barbie. I could slap the mischievous smile off her face when she’s ordering me around what’s and not to wear. Stupid brat. "What? You’re done having fun with my misery?" She giggled. She placed her cup of ice cream on the table. After all the shopping that we did, she decided to have an ice cream to get our energy back. We’re now sitting on one of her favourite ice cream shops in town. "Yes, in fact. And no." She said shifting her face into seriousness. "As much as I want you to stay with me, I can’t. You have a job waiting for you. I don’t give a crap about that cause after you’re done with him, I’m so gonna get you to work with me." "Oh? I’ll pass on that, brat. I’m not gonna carry your shopping bags." I retorted teasing her. She just giggled. "That and..." Her face halt from amusement. "You need to talk to Stefano, Ave. I can see you’re still bothered by it." She said with concern and worry in her eyes. "Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that too. But I know what he did... cause I was like that too. Like I told you many times." I added as I rolled my eyes. "But you haven’t talked to him. You don’t know his side of the story. Just because he left doesn’t mean it’s the same with you." "Right because he would rather have me with you. I’m not stupid, Sierra. I know shit. How many times have we talked about this? If it was something for him, he would’ve called. He would’ve informed me. Left a note or shit. And don’t ever say that I should’ve done that instead. I’m clearly the victim here. And I don’t need to talk to him if he doesn’t want to." I exclaimed. Her brows knitted together as she crossed her arms. "And I thought I was the stubborn one here. Maybe you’re just afraid that what you’ve been contemplating is true. That’s why you don’t want to talk to him and just decide for yourself. " "God damn it, Sierra. You don’t get to put words in my mouth. Don’t you think it’s complicated enough that I slept with a powerful billionaire? And I’m like what? A fucking failure in life. Things don’t go my way and I’m fucking abandoned by my own parents. Do you think he has the time to actually accept me? A girl who once drowned herself with drugs because she’s just so full of herself. " I clenched my fist while almost yelling. My hands went into my face somehow to cover whatever I was feeling. It was then I thought that I have finally snapped. I found myself seeking for someone to yell whatever I was feeling for these past years. Keelan was out of the question. My brother I was fond of never deserved me. He never deserved a failure of a sister. Sierra suddenly arrived in my life. Even though it’s the other way around. She knew why I talked to her, why I came to her that night and just blurted out the story of my life. I thought it’s okay to tell some stranger cause I wouldn’t have cared if she’d judge. But it’s not really all that. In reality, I just wanted someone to talk to. Someone to tell me it was alright. To tell me that people make mistakes and they fix it. I badly want to fix it. Somehow the girl grew on me and we ended up telling each other’s stories. "I really have changed. I wouldn’t have strived myself in that stupid academy and fought my way to the top. I have endured all those fights, all those beatings, all those insecure bullies just because I was suddenly better than them. I mean who would have thought a drug addict was climbing her way to the top. I was alone and I have fucking endured it. But I kept quiet, accepted the fact it was none other than karma working its shit. Hell, it was divine punishment. But even if I was trying to mend everything, it all goes wrong. Did something stupid and ended up working for an asshole and being abandoned by my parents. I was just trying to help people... be nice for a change. Do good things. Look what it got me. Another fucking karma. " "Avery... "Sierra’s voice was soft that it somehow sooth my burning soul. I removed my hands that covered my flushed face. I saw her eyes glistening. They were full of emotions. "I’m sorry. " She said softly." I really don’t know what to say. I’m sorry, Avery."