Days passed since Jason informed his parents about Helia liking Flora.
When ten p.m. came around Nebula was on the three seat sofa finishing off her first bottle of wine. She had on a pink night gown and was lying on her side.
Saladin entered the room wearing grey and white pyjamas. Taking a seat on the closets sofa to his wife, he said. "Nebula, you will get drunk if you continue drinking like this."
"I know." She answered, putting down the bottle. "I am sad because Jason isn't telling me the reason why he thinks Helia likes Flora."
Saladin pointed out while resting his back against the chair. "What Jason thought happen may not necessarily be the same thing Helia is thinking. Do you really think Helia likes Flora?"
Nebula nodded. "Yes, I do. The problem is I have no proof."
"Nebula, forget about it. Our children should look for their own happiness." Saladin comforted her.
"You are right. I have reflected on my mistake." Nebula muttered sadly.
Codatorta entered the house wearing a grey and white shirt with blue jeans and black shoes. As he closed the door the male turned around to see Nebula and Saladin talking. Their backs were turned to him.
He called out. "Hel…"
Nebula continued, not hearing Codatorta. "Helia has never spoken about his feelings before. No one knows what he is thinking. I feel like I am a failure as a mother."
"Don't think like that." Saladin reassured her, moving over to kiss her right cheek. "We just need to give Helia his space. When he has completely cooled down we will hear from him again."
"I hope so." Nebula whimpered softly.
Codatorta stood from a distance, thinking of what to do to help his old friends with their broken relationship with Helia.
The Next Day
Flora came downstairs wearing a white blouse with a small pink heart on it with a pink skirt and matching colour flat shoes.
Entering the living room she saw Nebula wearing the same nightgown from last night.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" Flora questioned, taking a seat beside her on the three seat sofa.
"I am thinking about what to do for Helia's birthday." Nebula informed her. "I wanted to throw a big party with lots of decorations and gifts but he doesn't want any of that."
Flora thought about what to get him. "I don't know what to get him."
"How about cooking Helia a large selection of food?" Nebula suggested. Thinking about it for a few seconds she added. "That's too hard for you. Don't worry Flora we will think of something."
Nebula got up and went into the kitchen to make breakfast.
Flora continued to think about what to get Helia for his birthday.
Afternoon
Heading to the mall in the same outfit from earlier Flora entered sold varies items. The first thing she saw was a small house made out of wood. It had everything a house would usually have.
She liked how the house looked but thought. 'Would Helia like this? I want to get Helia something he would love. Truth be told I want to give him happiness.'
Seeing many miniatures models of rooms that would be in a regular house, Flora took out her camera to take pictures of all of it. 'What kind of home will Helia like? Maybe if I built something like this by myself Helia will appreciate it.'
Flora liking that idea put away her camera before walking around the mall to buy supplies.
Night Time
Helia was in the Linepha Restaurant with Codatorta. The restaurant was closed for the night with the two males sitting around a table.
Helia had on a blue and white shirt with blue jeans and black and white sneakers. Codatorta had on his white chef uniform with black shoes.
On the table were various foods items that could full Helia and Codatorta for the rest of the night.
"Thank you for coming on such short notice." Mr Linepha mentioned, holding a glass full of liquor with his right hand.
"Is there something you want to tell me, Uncle?" Helia questioned before taking a sip of his water.
"Your parents are in an awful state right now." The older male stated before taking another sip of his drink. "I believe it started when you guys had that argument. I am in no position to tell you what to do but I want to help fix this matter. Your parent had no right to tell you what to do with your life. You also have to understand that they want what they think is best for you. From what I have seen you don't usually express what you're feeling. I think Saladin and Nebula were under the impression that you agreed what their plans. Maybe you three need to sit down and talk about what's best for all of you."
Helia smirked. "What a surprise. I thought you were going to try and convince me to be with Flora."
"Flora is a silly girl. There isn't much to say about her." Mr Linepha smiled.
After a few days Flora managed to finish Helia's gift on the male's birthday. Wearing a blue jeans shorts with a soft pink shirt and black high ankle heel boots, she carried a wooden box with a glass at the front. Inside the box was a miniaturized structure of a pastry store. It had a white table with two white chairs along with a counter and several pastries looking items on five shelves. On top of the box was a blue gift bag.
She rang the door bell several times and got no answer. Flora sat down to wait on the male to return home.
After waiting almost two hours for Helia, Flora left the item at the front of the apartment door with a note on it. She hoped Helia would receive the gift.
Reaching home, Flora knew everyone should be asleep by now. She was thankful that Nebula left the light on for her so she could see upon entering the house.
Putting away her shoes, she headed upstairs to her room. There was no light upstairs so the brunette had a hard time seeing what was in front of her.
Reaching the top of the stairs she tripped over a large box and landed on it. She asked out loud. "Who would put a box here?"
Seconds later a light was turned on. Flora could see that there were more boxes and two suitcases in the area.
She soon heard someone asked. "Are you okay? I didn't know you weren't home as yet."
Flora turned her head to see Helia wearing green sweatpants with a white shirt.
Shocked to see him, she questioned while getting up. "Helia, what are you doing here?"
"I moved back in today." He answered her, taking up a box. "Is there a problem?"
"No!" Flora shook her head. "I made something for your birthday but I left it at your now former residence. Anyway welcome home, Helia."
Helia mentioned while walking to his room. "Good night."
"Good night." She replied as he walked to his room.
The Next Day
Helia rushed to the apartment he used to live in wearing a white shirt with blue jeans and white sneakers.
Reaching the place he saw Flora's gift still at the front of the door. On top of it was a note saying 'To Helia. This is a gift I made for you. Hope you like it. Wish you a happy birthday, Flora.'
He looked at the wooden structure the brunette made for him and smiled. Placing the paper into the blue bag he took up everything and left with it.
A half an hour later Flora came to see that Helia's gift was no longer there. She yelled. "Crap someone took it away!"
She had on a white shirt with brown pants and black shoes.
Checking around to see if she was at the right place, Flora had to count her loses and go home.
At School
Daphne sat in her first class for the day. She had on a light blue shirt with a soft pink skirt and white wedge heel shoes.
As the teacher taught she looked around to notice that Helia wasn't in class. 'Helia isn't here today. Why has he been missing so many classes?'
When class ended Daphne left the building to get something to eat.
Reaching outside she saw Helia walking pass the building wearing a blue and white shirt with black jeans and blue and white sneakers. He had on a black two strap bag with his hands stuff into his pockets.
"Helia!" She called out, running towards him. "Helia, wait for me."
He stopped and waited on her to reach him. Helia then asked. "What is it?"
"Why have you been missing class lately?" Daphne questioned him. "Is there something you're not telling me?"
"I transferred to the medical department." Helia bluntly told her, checking the time.
"What about taking over your father's company?" Daphne inquired, wondering why he transferred.
"I don't have to report everything I do to you." Helia pointed out, hurting Daphne's feelings.
He walked left her so he could reach his second class for the day.
After School
Flora was sitting on the stands that were placed on the tennis court. She had on a white shirt with a pink skirt and white sneakers. She was sitting beside some second year students and a few first year students.
Daphne was standing in front of the group wearing white sweatpants with a white and red shirt. In her hand was a grey tennis racket.
Pointing to the club members, she said. "Second year students go and practice on the court while first year students do some laps. Flora, you stay behind. I have something to discuss with you."
The second year students did as told while the first year students were complaining.
Thoren, who was standing nearby wearing a red and white sweat pants with a red shirt and red and white sneakers yelled. "You heard the vice-captain first years. Move it!"
Everyone who was sitting down expect Flora did as told.
Daphne sat beside Flora and asked. "Did you know that Helia transferred to the medical department?"
"Yeah. He told me a few weeks ago." Flora nodded, looking at the female. "This is the first career that he is actually interested and I am really happy for him."
Daphne wondered. "What is the relationship between you and Helia? I heard rumours that you two kissed but never believed it since you're not Helia's type."
"How do you know I am not Helia's type?" Flora felt somewhat insulted. "Besides that was true. Helia and I did share several kisses."
"What?!" Daphne nearly yelled. "I don't believe it! I don't believe it! I don't believe it!"
"Relax!" Flora tried calmed her down. "It's not like Helia and I are together or anything like that now."
Believing what Flora said, Daphne calmed down. "That's a relief. I was going to give up on Helia and actually move on to someone else."
Flora hissed softly. "Me and my big mouth!"
When tennis club was over Flora showered before putting on a light pink blouse with a blue pleated skirt and matching colour ankle, high heel boots. On her back was her pink two strap bag.
Walking home she thought. 'Stella, Aisha, Riven, Helia and Daphne know what they want to do in their lives. I don't know what I want to do as yet. All my dreams involve me helping Helia. I am hopeless. My life shouldn't be based on what a guy wants. It should be based on what I desire most and how it can help people. The problem is my main desire is to be with Helia and help people.'
Flora continued to think about her future until she reached home.
Saladin was sitting in his office looking over a document. He wore a grey and black suit with black shoes.
Hearing a knock coming from the door, he said. "Come in."
A female opened the door. "Sir, someone from Helia's school wants to talk to you. Should I tell the Professor to call back another time or do you want to take the call?"
"I will take it." Saladin answered, putting down the document. He took up the phone as the female left the room. "Hello?"
On the other side of the phone an elderly male asked. "Mr Knightly I want to talk to you about Helia's transfer to the medical department."
"What?!" Saladin was surprised to hear this.
Evening
When Helia reached home he entered the house to see his father's shoes by the door.
"What is he doing home so early?" Helia wondered to himself, closing the door.
Flora heard when the door opened and rushed to the front door wearing a pink shirt with black leggings. She whispered to the male. "Your dad is around the back waiting for you. He doesn't look happy."
"What's wrong?" He asked her.
"I don't know. I only know that he wants to talk to you about something." She informed him, taking the male's bag.
Helia went to the back yard while Flora put his bag on a sofa in the living room.
The brunette quickly moved to the kitchen door to overhear what Helia and Saladin were talking about. Nebula was standing beside her wearing a blue blouse with black shorts. Jason was standing beside his mother wearing a white shirt with black shorts.
Standing under a mango tree, Helia rested against it while his father stood before him with his arms folded.
"Helia, answer me honestly. Did you transfer to the medical department?" Saladin asked, sounding upset. "A Professor at the school called and asked why his best student left the science and technology department to pursue a career in the medical field. Is it true?"
"Yes, it is." Helia didn't beat around the bush.
Saladin didn't like what he heard. His face expressed sadness. "Why didn't you discuss such an important thing with me?"
"I knew you would disagree with me transferring." Helia rebutted, calmly.
"What about me? What about the company?" Saladin felt his heart breaking.
"The company is your dream, not mine." Helia thought they discussed this topic already. "I will not be taking over your company and that's final."
Saladin wanted to answer but felt his heart paining him. Holding onto to the left part of his chest, Saladin collapsed to the ground.
Everyone rushed over to him.
Helia, Flora and Jason were in the waiting room of the hospital waiting on news about Saladin.
Minutes later Nebula came into the room. She sat in front of them before telling the three what happened.
"Saladin had a heart attack. The doctors said it was caused due to stress and an unhealthy diet." She stated. "They are keeping him in the hospital for a while to run some more test and see if there is anything else is wrong with him."
The three looked at each other, hoping that nothing else is wrong with him.
The following day Helia returned to the hospital wearing a blue shirt with blue jeans and black shoes. Heading to his father's room he saw a male with short black hair, fair skin, blue eyes and had on a black suit.
He was standing beside Saladin's bed with several documents.
Saladin had on a white hospital gown and read a document from work.
Nebula, who was sitting by the window wearing a pink dress was eating a red apple.
"Mom, can I have a word with you?" Helia asked, signalling to the female.
She finished off the apple before leaving the room with Helia.
Entering the hallway, the blue hair male asked. "Why is he still working?"
"You know how your father is. He can't stop working once he starts." Nebula told him, knowing what he was doing is wrong. "The doctors told him not to work but he isn't listening. I guess since there isn't anyone to take on the load at work for him, he has to continue working."
Helia felt like sad for the workload his father had to take on. Entering the room, he said to his father. "Dad until you recover I will take over the company."
Saladin was thrilled to hear that. "Really? You will do that for me? What about you becoming a doctor?"
"Like I said, I will take over till you recover." Helia replied, seeing how happy his father was to hear that he was taking over the company.
"That's great." Saladin began to relax. 'Maybe while Helia works at the company in my place he will see how wonderful it is and reconsider becoming my successor.'
Helia hated what he was going to do but he wanted to help out as much as possible.
Several days passed with Helia taking a break from school to work at his father's company. Flora took up the role of cooking meals for Jason and Helia since Nebula was always at the hospital with Saladin. They disliked all the meals that were cooked for them but ate it anyway without complain.
Saladin's condition only got worst but doctors were able to stabilize him. This made Helia start to think that he should forget about being a doctor and take over the company.
Weeks passed before a holiday came around.
Flora had managed to convince Saladin to allow her to work for the holiday at the company.
Helia headed outside wearing a black jacket with matching pants and a purple shirt. Seeing the company car waiting on him, he went to the back only to see Flora on the back seat.
She had on black pants with a blue shirt and black high heel ankle boots. Her hair was in a high ponytail.
"Why are you here?" He asked, getting into the vehicle.
"I am working at the company again for the holiday." Flora answered as he locked the door.
The male driver drove off while Helia was remaining Flora about the trouble she caused the last time.
When they reached the company all the females were happy to see Helia's face. Upon seeing Flora everyone became sad, still remembering the trouble she caused the last time she was here.
A female with long black hair, tan skin and greyish/bluish eyes came up to Flora. She had on a short black skirt with a tightly fitted jacket and a white shirt and black high heel shoes.
Reaching the brunette she said. "Flora, I didn't expect to see you here again. I would say don't cause any more trouble but that would be impossible. Mr Knightly called and told me you would be back so I decided to pair you with a new employee."
"New employee?" Flora wondered who it was.
The female indicated to a blonde that was wearing a slightly loose grey skirt with a matching jacket and white shirt. She had on black high heel shoes.
The blonde was sitting by a desk, finishing up something on a computer.
"Flora meet Daphne." The black hair female said.
The blonde turned around so Flora could see her face.
"Daphne? What the heck are you doing here?" Flora gasped.
The black hair female said. "I see you two are have already met. I will leave you girls to work."
With that she left Daphne and Flora alone.
Daphne stood up to meet Flora face to face. "My dad knows someone here and got me the job. I needed the experience and be close to Helia."
Days passed with Daphne being an exceptional worker and Flora being a disappointing worker.
In the earlier morning Helia was in the office his father once was with an investor. Helia had on a black jacket with matching pants and a light blue shirt. On his feet were black shoes.
The investor goes by the name of Mike Peters. He had blond hair, fair skin and light blue eyes. He wore a full white suit and carried a black cane with him.
"It really makes one envious that Mr Knightly has a son like you." Mike mentioned, getting comfortable in one of the black cushion chairs.
"Director Peters you overestimate me." Helia responded, playing with a black pen.
"How is your father's health?" Mike asked, sounding concerned.
"He is doing fine right now. The doctor said he is supposed to recover soon if he stays away from stress and eat health." Helia informed him, putting the pen he had down. "He received your basket and is thankful for it."
"Okay." Mike crossed his legs. "Back to business. I read your business ideas and I must say it is very impressive. That's why I hoped to see you face to face. This is why I came by to see you."
Helia took up a folder that contained several documents. "With your investments and the Knight Industry's technology we can produce…"
The blue hair male began explaining how he could make his father's company get a profit and Mike to get a return on his investments plus more.
After Helia finished explaining Flora entered the room with two cups of tea. She put on a smile as she closed the door behind her.
"Sorry to keep you waiting." Flora said, putting down the blue tray. She took up a tea cup and handed it to the blue hair male. "This is for you Helia."
Helia took it before Flora took up Mike's tea. She handed it to him while saying. "Here you go, grandpa."
Mike took the tea while asking. "Were you the lady I heard laughing a few moments ago?"
Flora was embarrassed by that. "I am so sorry that you heard me. I was happy to be the one selected to hand you tea."
"Really?" Mike began interested. "That means you know me?"
"No, I don't." Flora admitted honestly, sitting on the table in front of the older male. "I know you are one of Helia's clients and you remain me of my grandfather so it feels intimate."
Mike laughed. "You sure have a way with words young lady."
"That's right. A lot of people said that." Flora explained, making Mike laugh even more.
Helia turned to Flora. "Flora you have delivered the tea now leave."
Hearing the serious tone in his voice Flora got up and took up the tray. "Fine. Bye bye."
As Flora prepared to leave the room, Mike said. "A young man like you shouldn't have any problems with ladies."
Flora stopped and walked back to where she was a while ago. "Helia definitely has no problems with the ladies. Lots of girls adore Helia but he is more interested in something else right now."
"What is Helia interested in then?" Mike wondered.
"Books. Helia loves to read and he also likes to listen to classical music." Flora began talking passionately about the male of her affection. "He has the IQ of two hundred and comes first in all exams. He is also an outstanding tennis and basketball player. Helia is amazing. He is a great cook. Helia would be the perfect guy for any girl."
Mike was impressed with the way Flora was talking about Helia. "He is really amazing."
"Flora get back to work." Helia ordered.
Flora groaned as she left the office.
Two Days Later
Daphne and Flora saw Helia's assistant walking towards the male's office. It was the same lady that told the two females to work together. Today she was wearing a tight blue skirt with matching colour jacket and a white shirt with black high heel shoes.
Daphne who had on a short pink dress with black high heel shoes saw the seriousness in her face.
She whispered to Flora. "It's looks important. Do you want to check it out?"
Flora who wore black pants with a pink blouse and black high heel shoes nodded. "Sure."
When the female entered the office she left the door slightly opened.
Daphne and Flora went to the door and eavesdropped.
They heard the assistant said. "Mr. Knightly, Director Mike wants to know if you would be interested in getting married to his granddaughter Krystal Peters. She is his only living family member since his only son and daughter in law passed away in a crash a few years ago. He brought up the idea since he was impressed with everything about you. I met Ms Peters a few times and she is a wonderful girl. I also think that Director Peters can have a successor to his company. What do you think?"
Daphne and Flora gulped upon hearing that.
Thinking about it for a long time, Helia asked. "What does Krystal say about this?"
"I don't know but she is close to her grandfather and wouldn't go against him." The female replied. "You two are the same age and would complement each other in the looks department."
"If I meet Ms Peters, would it be beneficial to the company?" Helia asked, looking down at the desk.
"Yes, it will be very beneficial." She could tell this topic was hurting him.
"I will think about it." Helia answered before signalling the female to leave the room.
Flora and Daphne moved quickly before the assistant left the room. They were sadden by Helia decision to not reject the offer.
Flora thought. 'We took a break days ago and now he is seriously considering getting married to someone else.'
The Next Day
Helia went to his father's hospital room to see the male lying on the bed wearing a blue hospital gown. Nebula was sitting beside the bed wearing a pink shirt with a white shirt and matching flats.
"Helia, I am glad you came." Saladin spoke, sitting up. "I want to talk to you about something my assistant told me. Did you agree to an arranged marriage with Director Peter's granddaughter?"
"I haven't accepted or rejected it as yet." Helia replied, sitting beside the bed.
"You need to reject it." Nebula scolded him.
"If I do marry Ms Peters then it will be beneficial to the company." Helia pointed out, knowing his mother would be pissed to hear that.
"I never expected you to use marriage to save the company." Saladin told the younger male. "Don't get married unless it's to someone you love. Understand?"
Nebula glared at her son to make see if he understood.
"I got it." Helia replied.
Nebula cheered, feeling like Flora and Helia still had a chance.
The Next Day
Flora entered an elevator with several folders in her hands. She had on a knee length pink dress with black ankle high heel boots.
She managed to push the button to close the doors.
Someone called out to hold the elevators. Flora quickly tried to press the button to open the doors seeing a lavender hair female with a teal shirt with blue jeans and blue wedge heel shoes.
It wouldn't open. The female managed to reach the door and tried to stop it from closing.
Moments later Helia appeared and opened the elevator doors with his strong slightly muscular arms. He wore a dark suit with black shoes and a blue shirt.
Helia and the female managed to get in before the elevator officially closed its doors.
Helia looked over at Flora. "Why did you keep on pressing the close button?"
"It was a mistake." Flora answered, focusing on the female. "I am so sorry about that."
"It's okay." The lavender hair female reassured Flora.
Flora was glad to hear that. "Helia, I got all the documents you wanted for the meeting."
The other female turned to Helia with her eyes becoming mesmerized by the blue hair male.
"Leave it on my desk." Helia instructed Flora, not paying attention to the other female.
Flora pressed the number four as the elevator started moving. The other female pressed five, still in awe at how handsome Helia looked.
By nightfall Flora was going downstairs to get something to drink. She had on a loose white shirt that covered what needed to be covered.
Reaching the last step she heard Nebula's voice asking Helia. "How could you agree to meet this girl?"
"I thought about it and I think there is no problem in meeting her." Helia admitted, sounding cool and relaxed as ever.
"Why would you agree to a date with someone you don't even know?" Nebula almost shouted, sounding like an upset mother.
"I like her." Helia confessed without a second thought. "I have seen her pictures and she looks like the type of person that would be compatible with me."
Flora stood by the stairs feeling her heart breaking.
"No way!" Nebula sounded angry with her son.
"I already agreed to it. You are to meet her in person with me in a few days time." Helia informed Nebula.
"What if I don't come?" Nebula huffed.
"I will go by myself." Helia responded.
Nebula was left sadden and speechless by what Helia agreed to do.
Helia left the room and went towards the stairs wearing a dark blue shirt with white shorts. Reaching the stairs he saw a heartbroken Flora at the bottom of the steps.
He felt guilty. Holding his head down, he walked passed her and headed to his room.
Flora felt like someone ripped out her heart. 'What about us?'