Ok another chapter sorry it is taking so long to get updated it is just
that I have summer classes. Mind you not because I am stupid, but just
because I want to take some classes now so in 11th grade I don't have to
take them and I can have so classes free sooo enjoy this new chapter and
please review. If I have grammer mistakes please excuse them and mention
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Chapter 4 (Invitations)
Darien sat in his kitchen table. He had the phone placeed directly in front of him. He sat there and stared at it as if it was about to sprout legs and walk away. He impatiently checked his wrist watch. It read 4:45. Darien sighed in aggravation. 'She told me to call at five 'O clock. But if I call at five on the dot she'd know I was timing this impatiently. If I wait five minutes after five she'll think I am desperate to talk to her. Twenty minutes after five is too much time, I would think. I'll call her at 5:15. That's perfect; it'll keep her on her toes.' Darien thought, to himself arrogantly. Darien then lifted his arm high in the air and sniffed his arm pit. 'Do I have time for a shower, I walked here non stop from school. For the life of me I can't figure out why I was in such a rush to come home when I was scheduled to call at five." Another sniff, 'I better shower... I don't smell too good... What the hell? Who am I trying to impress? It's not like she can smell me over the phone. I never take showers this early... but...'
Darien got up from his chair and walked over to his bedroom bathroom. 'I am not taking a shower because of her. I am just assessing too my hygienical needs. I stink literally and I don't want to eat dinner when I smell this bad. I might disgust myself... from myself.' Darien thought to himself as he stepped into the shower letting the warm droplets of water soothe him, massaging his skin tenderly; Darien repeatedly checked his watch about 4 times making sure his shower didn't exceed past five' O clock. At five Darien stepped out of his shower and quickly dried and clothed himself.
Darien walked back to his kitchen completely refreshed. He took a bottled water from the refrigerator. And continued to stare at him phone from his place next to the frig. Darien checked his watch once again he was literally getting annoyed with himself. It was 5:12 took in a deep breath to help out with his anxieties. He moved back to the chair, and set his water on the table next to the phone. Now staring about both objects, he waited those three measly minutes burning holes into the phone. He only blinked twice within those three minutes highly anticipating five fifteen. When he checked is watch again for the last time he was counting down the seconds. When the digits hit 5:15 Darien lunged for the phone as if it was trying to get away, knocking over the bottled water process. Water spilled all over his floor but he was too busying dialling the number that he had apparently memorized. Darien held his breath as he heard it ring, all the waiting had made hit frightfully nervous.
The phone rang twice before it was finally picked up. Darien let out all his air in relief. "Hello Serena speaking." Darien was speechless for a moment not knowing how to respond. He literally kicked himself for not rehearsing what he would say to her once she picked up. He was never good at starting conversation.
"I...I...um," Darien stuttered out nervously. 'God! Why am I so nervous?"
"Yes."
"Um...uh..."
"Hello.... Are you ok? You're not like chocking or something, are you?" Serena asked seemingly worried. Darien wanted to speak so badly and couldn't explain why he was at a lose of words. Suddenly he heard a commotion in the back round and two people arguing. One of the voices he recognized as Serena's and the other was just some stray woman.
"Who the hell is this?" Another woman screamed into the phone, he didn't recognize her voice. Darien didn't know who she was, but she sounded fierce. He could hear Serena in the back round screaming "Give it back!" Darien didn't know what to say or do now. The woman fought off Serena and spoke again. "Look creep, don't be all pretending that you're not there. I can't hear you fcking breathing. You're a fan aren't you? Well don't go prank callin us anymore before I jam this phone so far up your ass you won't be able to sit down for a week!" The woman yelled into the phone. And then he could hear some more fighting and struggles and heard Serena's voice on the phone again.
"I am so sorry about what she said. Who am I speaking to, will you finally speak to me?"
"Hi..." was all Darien managed to mutter out, he could still hear the woman that was yelling at him a couple minutes ago screaming. "Bend over, bend over punk." He assumed that she was talking to him he couldn't hold it in he just began to laugh out.
"Darien... Is that you?" Serena inquired.
"Yes."
"Why didn't you speak when I first answered the phone?"
"I...uh had some food in my mouth."
"OH... I am glad you called"
"You should be you told me to call you. So do you care to share why you wanted me to anyways." Darien began to relax in his chair.
"Oh I wanted to know if you'd want to come have dinner with us."
"Explain 'us'"
"My sister and her husband, Rei and Chad, you remember that woman that was screaming at you on the phone. That was my sister Rei."
"You sure I'm safe." Darien asked mockingly
"Maybe, I'll guess we'll find out soon."
"Okay, What time should I meet you and where at?"
"How about at the library that we went to, at six?"
"Fine I'll see you then."
"Great, good-bye."
"Yeah, see-ya" Darien slowly hung up the phone drowning himself in pure content. All was good until he began to think to himself. 'Should I be there a little early or a little late? What will I wear? I don't know if it's casual or dressy.' Darien leapt from his chair and ran to his closet. 'Sht I don't have anything to wear. I knew that I should have gone to the mall a week ago when I had the money too, but no I had to go waste it on something useless like food...Well, I have some money now. I could go and get a new out fit.' Darien glanced at his watch. 'Fck, time, I don't have time... What am I thinking about? Men don't worry about clothes and what to wear. Only women do that... WOMEN! I shouldn't care so much...'
After much debate Darien finally settled on a nice black shirt, both casual and classy. He also bore some nice dark blue jeans that were somewhat baggy. Darien was about to step out of his door. When her heard the phone ring on his kitchen table; deep down Darien knew who it was and didn't want to talk to him but gave into curiosity. "Hello father..." he said in a rather callous tone.
"Awe... You always ruin my surprises, how did you know it was me?" He's father replied his voice tone was more compassionate than Darien's.
"You're the only one that has this number. People I like call me on my mobile."
"The mobile I got you. I should have that number some where around my office."
"No... The mobile I traded yours in for so you wouldn't know this number."
"You dislike talking to me that much son."
"Yes."
"Let's just assume that this is a juvenile phase that you are going though."
"Assume what you want. Look why don't we get down to the point. Why are you calling me," Darien's voice reeking in annoyance.
"Besides wanting to hear your lovely voice; I wanted to invite you to a party I will be throwing." His father chuckled to himself obviously amused by his sons distaste for him. Truly convincing himself that his sons anger and hate was just a phase in his life.
"Oh, and this party will be in honour of what?"
"Silly boy, your birthday of course." He father noted in a playful manner.
"I refuse."
"You can't refuse an invitation to your own surprise party."
"What makes it a surprise you just told me about it?"
"Yes but they don't know that you know. Besides if I didn't tell you, you wouldn't have gone."
"I wouldn't go anyways." He said flatly enjoying listening to his father beg.
"Oh, Darien please, if not for your father for all the pretty girls in the party."
"I'm still not interested. I already ha-"Darien cut himself off realizing what was coming out of his mouth.
"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!"
"NO! She's just a friend okay. I am just spending some time with her. It's really nothing. We'll probably hate each other in two days."
"Why do you say that? You need to learn to be a more positive thinker."
"Look, stop hassling me. What goes on in my mind is not any of your business."
"So you like her that much."
"DROP IT!"
"You really like this one..."he chuckled. "You could just bring her along to the party as well."
"I don't think so."
"Why the hell not?" His father finally letting out some frustration.
"I don't have to explain myself to you."
"If you don't tell me who she is. I'll find out who she is. You know I have the time and the money to waste finding out whom your hot love is...Darien I am not asking you anymore. I am telling you to go as your father I have the right. You will go." His father spoke sternly to his unruly. Darien felt that there was no getting out this now he let out his sigh of defeat, one his father knew quite well.
"Fine I will go. Please notice how I use the word 'I' as in me alone, I won't bring her with me. And I am only making an appearance, so when is it?"
"It will be held in September 12, your birthday. That lands on this Saturday. Are you sure you don't want to bring you little girlfriend. I would love to meet her and show her off to all my friends." He's father said regaining his composure and his good-natured tone.
"No I am sure that I won't be bringing her along. Besides I don't know her all that well. We have just met."
"Instant love, that sounds so romantic son."
"No... like I said we don't have that kind of relationship. I guess you could call us a pair of friends."
"IS that it, just friends? My mind tells me that there is much more. You like her don't you."
"We'll I can't really say. I haven't known her long. I can't say I don't feel attracted to her I am a man and she is very beautiful, but I don't really want this relationship to go further than what it is." Darien said letting his guard down becoming at easy with the conversation with his father. His father was extremely surprised, his son never told him this much about his life before. And he gave in rather easy to his threats. Darien was one to put up a fight. This girl really was affecting him but he didn't want to ruin this moment he was having with his son. So he suppressed his excitement.
"Son you shouldn't deny yourself of what you obviously want." He stated hoping if he played his cards right he could convince him to bring her along to the birthday party.
"It's simple, because I... I... well because I-um... Why am I even discussing this with you it's none of your business?"
"Because you just are, son I think you should take advantage of what you have in front of you. You might regret it later."
"I guess... I know... I have to go." Darien said rather callously.
"Yeah, I should probably get back to work." Darien was about to hang up when he heard his father call out his name.
"Thanks, son I really enjoyed our talk. Bye." His father said his tone warm with love and longing. With out a word Darien hung up the phone feeling very vulnerable. He had an actually conversation with his father that didn't involve screams of resentment and anger. He actually forgot about all the wrong his father had put him through and treated him as a father. Darien stood there really thinking about Serena and how everything has been changing in his life since she appeared. Part of him liked it maybe even loved it. The other part was telling him to end it, and end it soon before he won't be able to.
Chapter 5 (Dinner)
Chapter 4 (Invitations)
Darien sat in his kitchen table. He had the phone placeed directly in front of him. He sat there and stared at it as if it was about to sprout legs and walk away. He impatiently checked his wrist watch. It read 4:45. Darien sighed in aggravation. 'She told me to call at five 'O clock. But if I call at five on the dot she'd know I was timing this impatiently. If I wait five minutes after five she'll think I am desperate to talk to her. Twenty minutes after five is too much time, I would think. I'll call her at 5:15. That's perfect; it'll keep her on her toes.' Darien thought, to himself arrogantly. Darien then lifted his arm high in the air and sniffed his arm pit. 'Do I have time for a shower, I walked here non stop from school. For the life of me I can't figure out why I was in such a rush to come home when I was scheduled to call at five." Another sniff, 'I better shower... I don't smell too good... What the hell? Who am I trying to impress? It's not like she can smell me over the phone. I never take showers this early... but...'
Darien got up from his chair and walked over to his bedroom bathroom. 'I am not taking a shower because of her. I am just assessing too my hygienical needs. I stink literally and I don't want to eat dinner when I smell this bad. I might disgust myself... from myself.' Darien thought to himself as he stepped into the shower letting the warm droplets of water soothe him, massaging his skin tenderly; Darien repeatedly checked his watch about 4 times making sure his shower didn't exceed past five' O clock. At five Darien stepped out of his shower and quickly dried and clothed himself.
Darien walked back to his kitchen completely refreshed. He took a bottled water from the refrigerator. And continued to stare at him phone from his place next to the frig. Darien checked his watch once again he was literally getting annoyed with himself. It was 5:12 took in a deep breath to help out with his anxieties. He moved back to the chair, and set his water on the table next to the phone. Now staring about both objects, he waited those three measly minutes burning holes into the phone. He only blinked twice within those three minutes highly anticipating five fifteen. When he checked is watch again for the last time he was counting down the seconds. When the digits hit 5:15 Darien lunged for the phone as if it was trying to get away, knocking over the bottled water process. Water spilled all over his floor but he was too busying dialling the number that he had apparently memorized. Darien held his breath as he heard it ring, all the waiting had made hit frightfully nervous.
The phone rang twice before it was finally picked up. Darien let out all his air in relief. "Hello Serena speaking." Darien was speechless for a moment not knowing how to respond. He literally kicked himself for not rehearsing what he would say to her once she picked up. He was never good at starting conversation.
"I...I...um," Darien stuttered out nervously. 'God! Why am I so nervous?"
"Yes."
"Um...uh..."
"Hello.... Are you ok? You're not like chocking or something, are you?" Serena asked seemingly worried. Darien wanted to speak so badly and couldn't explain why he was at a lose of words. Suddenly he heard a commotion in the back round and two people arguing. One of the voices he recognized as Serena's and the other was just some stray woman.
"Who the hell is this?" Another woman screamed into the phone, he didn't recognize her voice. Darien didn't know who she was, but she sounded fierce. He could hear Serena in the back round screaming "Give it back!" Darien didn't know what to say or do now. The woman fought off Serena and spoke again. "Look creep, don't be all pretending that you're not there. I can't hear you fcking breathing. You're a fan aren't you? Well don't go prank callin us anymore before I jam this phone so far up your ass you won't be able to sit down for a week!" The woman yelled into the phone. And then he could hear some more fighting and struggles and heard Serena's voice on the phone again.
"I am so sorry about what she said. Who am I speaking to, will you finally speak to me?"
"Hi..." was all Darien managed to mutter out, he could still hear the woman that was yelling at him a couple minutes ago screaming. "Bend over, bend over punk." He assumed that she was talking to him he couldn't hold it in he just began to laugh out.
"Darien... Is that you?" Serena inquired.
"Yes."
"Why didn't you speak when I first answered the phone?"
"I...uh had some food in my mouth."
"OH... I am glad you called"
"You should be you told me to call you. So do you care to share why you wanted me to anyways." Darien began to relax in his chair.
"Oh I wanted to know if you'd want to come have dinner with us."
"Explain 'us'"
"My sister and her husband, Rei and Chad, you remember that woman that was screaming at you on the phone. That was my sister Rei."
"You sure I'm safe." Darien asked mockingly
"Maybe, I'll guess we'll find out soon."
"Okay, What time should I meet you and where at?"
"How about at the library that we went to, at six?"
"Fine I'll see you then."
"Great, good-bye."
"Yeah, see-ya" Darien slowly hung up the phone drowning himself in pure content. All was good until he began to think to himself. 'Should I be there a little early or a little late? What will I wear? I don't know if it's casual or dressy.' Darien leapt from his chair and ran to his closet. 'Sht I don't have anything to wear. I knew that I should have gone to the mall a week ago when I had the money too, but no I had to go waste it on something useless like food...Well, I have some money now. I could go and get a new out fit.' Darien glanced at his watch. 'Fck, time, I don't have time... What am I thinking about? Men don't worry about clothes and what to wear. Only women do that... WOMEN! I shouldn't care so much...'
After much debate Darien finally settled on a nice black shirt, both casual and classy. He also bore some nice dark blue jeans that were somewhat baggy. Darien was about to step out of his door. When her heard the phone ring on his kitchen table; deep down Darien knew who it was and didn't want to talk to him but gave into curiosity. "Hello father..." he said in a rather callous tone.
"Awe... You always ruin my surprises, how did you know it was me?" He's father replied his voice tone was more compassionate than Darien's.
"You're the only one that has this number. People I like call me on my mobile."
"The mobile I got you. I should have that number some where around my office."
"No... The mobile I traded yours in for so you wouldn't know this number."
"You dislike talking to me that much son."
"Yes."
"Let's just assume that this is a juvenile phase that you are going though."
"Assume what you want. Look why don't we get down to the point. Why are you calling me," Darien's voice reeking in annoyance.
"Besides wanting to hear your lovely voice; I wanted to invite you to a party I will be throwing." His father chuckled to himself obviously amused by his sons distaste for him. Truly convincing himself that his sons anger and hate was just a phase in his life.
"Oh, and this party will be in honour of what?"
"Silly boy, your birthday of course." He father noted in a playful manner.
"I refuse."
"You can't refuse an invitation to your own surprise party."
"What makes it a surprise you just told me about it?"
"Yes but they don't know that you know. Besides if I didn't tell you, you wouldn't have gone."
"I wouldn't go anyways." He said flatly enjoying listening to his father beg.
"Oh, Darien please, if not for your father for all the pretty girls in the party."
"I'm still not interested. I already ha-"Darien cut himself off realizing what was coming out of his mouth.
"YOU HAVE A GIRLFRIEND!"
"NO! She's just a friend okay. I am just spending some time with her. It's really nothing. We'll probably hate each other in two days."
"Why do you say that? You need to learn to be a more positive thinker."
"Look, stop hassling me. What goes on in my mind is not any of your business."
"So you like her that much."
"DROP IT!"
"You really like this one..."he chuckled. "You could just bring her along to the party as well."
"I don't think so."
"Why the hell not?" His father finally letting out some frustration.
"I don't have to explain myself to you."
"If you don't tell me who she is. I'll find out who she is. You know I have the time and the money to waste finding out whom your hot love is...Darien I am not asking you anymore. I am telling you to go as your father I have the right. You will go." His father spoke sternly to his unruly. Darien felt that there was no getting out this now he let out his sigh of defeat, one his father knew quite well.
"Fine I will go. Please notice how I use the word 'I' as in me alone, I won't bring her with me. And I am only making an appearance, so when is it?"
"It will be held in September 12, your birthday. That lands on this Saturday. Are you sure you don't want to bring you little girlfriend. I would love to meet her and show her off to all my friends." He's father said regaining his composure and his good-natured tone.
"No I am sure that I won't be bringing her along. Besides I don't know her all that well. We have just met."
"Instant love, that sounds so romantic son."
"No... like I said we don't have that kind of relationship. I guess you could call us a pair of friends."
"IS that it, just friends? My mind tells me that there is much more. You like her don't you."
"We'll I can't really say. I haven't known her long. I can't say I don't feel attracted to her I am a man and she is very beautiful, but I don't really want this relationship to go further than what it is." Darien said letting his guard down becoming at easy with the conversation with his father. His father was extremely surprised, his son never told him this much about his life before. And he gave in rather easy to his threats. Darien was one to put up a fight. This girl really was affecting him but he didn't want to ruin this moment he was having with his son. So he suppressed his excitement.
"Son you shouldn't deny yourself of what you obviously want." He stated hoping if he played his cards right he could convince him to bring her along to the birthday party.
"It's simple, because I... I... well because I-um... Why am I even discussing this with you it's none of your business?"
"Because you just are, son I think you should take advantage of what you have in front of you. You might regret it later."
"I guess... I know... I have to go." Darien said rather callously.
"Yeah, I should probably get back to work." Darien was about to hang up when he heard his father call out his name.
"Thanks, son I really enjoyed our talk. Bye." His father said his tone warm with love and longing. With out a word Darien hung up the phone feeling very vulnerable. He had an actually conversation with his father that didn't involve screams of resentment and anger. He actually forgot about all the wrong his father had put him through and treated him as a father. Darien stood there really thinking about Serena and how everything has been changing in his life since she appeared. Part of him liked it maybe even loved it. The other part was telling him to end it, and end it soon before he won't be able to.
Chapter 5 (Dinner)