Chapter 6:
The very next day, Darien sat in the hotel room thinking. After the meeting yesterday with Serena he couldn't stop thinking about her. "Darien, what's wrong?" Raye asked her brother as she walked into the room.
Darien looked up from the table and over at his sister. "Hmm?" He asked.
"I asked what's wrong. I've never seen you like this." Raye told her brother as she sat next to him.
Darien sighed. "I don't know. I've been like this since yesterday."
Raye looked at her brother for a long moment. She tried to remember what happened yesterday. The only really big thing she remembered was visiting Serena's apartment to talk to her. "Does it have anything to do with Serena?" She asked.
Darien looked at his sister in the eye and nodded. "Yes, it has everything to do with Serena."
"Tell me."
Darien sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. "I don't really know what's going on." He told his sister. "All I know is that I saw her yesterday and now I can't stop thinking about her."
"Darien, can I ask you a question?"
"Sure."
"Do you love Beryl?"
"What kind of question is that?"
"I want to know." Raye told her brother.
"I thought I did, but now I'm not so sure."
Raye looked at her brother and sighed. "How do you feel about Serena?"
"What do you mean? She's a client."
"I know that, but what are your feelings for her?" Raye asked him. Darien only looked at her confused. "Please think about it."
Darien sighed as he watched his sister leave the room. What did he feel for Serena? That was a good question. He had only met her two days ago, but he had a strange feeling about her. He couldn't explain it. Though now whenever he thought fiancé he just thought of another woman. It was confusing.
He looked up when he heard the door open. Beryl had just walked into the room with a bag. "Okay, since you've been gone for the past two days and I didn't want to sit around the hotel. So I went shopping. I bought a wedding dress." She told him.
Darien just blinked as he watched Beryl. As he watched her he began comparing her to what he knew of Serena so far. "By the way, we're going back to New York tomorrow, right?"
"You can go if you want to. I'm thinking about staying here for a few more days." He told Beryl.
"Oh." She said as she went into the other room.
She threw the bags onto the bed and paced angrily about the room. What was wrong with him? Why did he want to stay here? She didn't understand. She scowled as she sat down on the edge of the bed. She tried to think of any reason that would make him want to stay when it hit her. It was that painter girl. She was corrupting Darien's mind. She had to do something. She had to make a phone call.
One important phone call later…
Beryl over to Raye's room and knocked on the door. When Raye answered the door she sighed. "What the hell do you want?" She asked.
"I want to know what's wrong with Darien."
"Why should I tell you?"
"Because I'm his fiancé and I think I should know what's wrong with him."
Raye smirked at her. "Did you ask him what was wrong?"
Beryl looked at Raye and blinked. "Uh," She started.
"Well?"
Beryl just got mad. She turned on her heels and left. Raye giggled to herself as she watched Beryl leave. That woman got on her nerves, but she was a good source of entertainment.