Perilous Sea || Homer Series

07

07 - Chapter Seven

I saw Kuya Daryl and Crescent on the couch as I enter the living room. Crescent's using her phone while Kuya's staring at her. I walked towards them and sat on the other side of the couch, Kuya glanced at me and sighed deeply.

"Mom and dad are fighting over something, they told me to go outside," I murmured. 

Crescent didn't react while Kuya just shrugged, they don't seem interested in it. I'm not too, just want to open a topic because we look so awkward. 

I shook my head and lean my body on the couch, how I hate silence when it comes to them. 

"How did you know, Numerald?" Kuya Daryl asked, he's looking at Crescent. 

"Common friends," she pursed her lips. 

"Are you close with him?"

Crescent looks at him, putting her phone down. "Yes, why?" 

I scratched my nose as I listen to them, I'm curious too. How did she know him? He's older than us, almost the same age as Kuya. 

"How?" Kuya eyed her curiously.

"I met Numerald because of Donovan." 

Kuya nods at her, it seems like he still wants to ask but Crescent looks annoyed already. 

Kuya turns at me, "Did they mention someone while they are arguing?" 

"huh?"

He chuckled, "Our parents," 

"Ah, hmm, I think I heard Uncle Vascert's name. Daddy mentioned it," daddy looks so mad as I went out a while ago. 

"Mom got him furious this time," I added. 

"Is mom cheating on dad?" he muttered doubtfully. 

I glared at him, "Of course not, Kuya. Mom would never do that," I licked my lips. 

Is mom cheating on dad? No, she would never do that to us, right?

"Uncle Vascert is mom's ex before dad. He's also the person who was there when dad left mama in a snap, so I'm just trying to say that there's a possibility-"

"Mom loves daddy, Kuya! Stop making a conclusion in your pretty ass head," I exclaimed.

Kuya looks at me thoroughly, "You know, right? You have an idea, you saw the hints. You're just choosing to act blind about it-" 

I exhaled sharply, "Stop clouding my mind, Kuya. Mommy will never cheat... she would never do that," I whispered, it can't be. 

I am starting to be pissed, how could he accuse mom? Mom knows what she's doing, she'll never disappoint us. I may be angry at her sometimes but I know her, I believe in her.

Kuya Daryl pressed his lips together, stopping himself from pushing it. Kuya Daryl is a very practical and optimistic kind of person, he'll just move on and gets over everything.

"I'm sorry, Cean, but please be open to the probability-" 

"Stop it-"

"That's not my fault, Rich! You weren't there to pick me up, so what the hell should I do, huh!" mommy shouted as they got out in the kitchen, daddy is following mom. They didn't even notice our presence. 

"So calling him is your solution-"

"I didn't call him! I know what you're thinking, drop it."

Daddy clenched his jaw, "Don't make me stupid, Lara. How could he know that-"

"Are you accusing me of cheating on you?" mommy looked at dad unbelievably. "Vascert is my friend, I was actually grateful that he was there to drive me home because I was too tired and I couldn't even contact my husband!" 

Her tears shed in her face, I was about to run towards mom when Crescent held my arms. 

"Let them," she uttered while looking at our parents' meters away from us. 

I bit my lips, "Mama looks hurt," I uttered. 

"They are hurt, both of them, Cean." 

"Lara, you know what happened that night," daddy's calm now. 

Mommy nods, "I do understand. You were with her, solving the case of her annulment, but... you never forget your phone, Rich. How come you did that night? No, why is she even there at that time in the first place."

Daddy looks away, not uttering anything. Mommy cried even more, "You never want to talked about that so I didn't try to open it. You told me to trust you so I did, I forced myself to stop overthinking. I stop myself from being jealous and insecure of her. I stop asking because I'm hoping that you'll tell me! That you'll assure me that there's nothing going on! But... you never did. You left me hanging again! and again! and again!"

Mommy... I look down as I saw her broke down. The cry of pain, her tears, I never saw her like this. I wiped my tears, I couldn't bear it.

"Are you... leaving me again?" mommy's voice cracked. 

"Lara, no, please don't... think about that," I stared at dad, he's looking at mom with throbbing eyes. 

He tried to hold her but mom took a step backward, hurt plastered on dad's face. "Lara..."

"You once left me because of her, I wouldn't forget that. Now, you let me wait for you for five hours. Five hours, Rich! I waited for you! I waited for you again! I always wait for you... and I always get hurt at the end," mommy smiled at dad and wiped her tears, "I hope one day, I would stop thinking about how you feel, so you'd know how much it hurts to be left behind," 

I watched mama walked away, my eyes turn to dad as I saw him closing his eyes tightly. He looks lost this time, I caught a glint of tears in dad's eyes before he left. 

I blow out some air before I weakly lie my body on the couch. 

"People must be provoked to be awakened," Crescent stood up, her eyes are red. 

"This is different, Crescent. It's been a while since they fought like this, they are lacking in communication-"

"Because one of them is keeping a secret, isn't obvious?" 

"Crescent..."

Crescent shook her head, "I hope daddy should get his s**t straight before it's too late," she said and excused herself, leaving me and Kuya. 

"Do you think they'll be okay?" I muttered. 

Kuya smiled at me and sat beside me, he tapped my back. I hugged him, I don't know what to feel. 

"I heard you're going to Palawan? You'll be leaving at five o'clock in the afternoon," he said. 

Oh, that. How could I leave knowing that mommy's not okay?

"I don't want to leave," I don't want to leave like this. 

"You need to, it'll be better that way. You should necessitate silence and calmness. You needed that after everything," 

I look at him, I know I need that. "I'll be staying that for a month," 

"Don't worry, we'll handle it." 

I hope so.

I am sitting in the waiting area, waiting for the pilot. Daddy decided to use our helicopter, I prefer that too. 

I scrolled my phone, I saw Gretta's post. She's with her friends, and again, Crescent wasn't there. I badly want my sister to be with them, I want to see her genuine smile once again. 

Someone called me so I turned off my phone, the pilot came already. I went in and sat comfortably, after a minute someone beside me. 

My eyes widened, what the hell?

"What are you doing here?"

Wyatt pored at me blankly, he pressed his lips together. Oh my God! I wasn't given a chance to talk to my father about him. 

I look at him guiltily, "I'm sorry, I forgot about you,"

He just nods at me, I glanced at him as he moves closer to me. 

"We're still waiting for someone," he uttered as he saw my facial reaction. 

Before I could ask who, someone already went inside. It's a man. 

My eyes locked on that person who came, he looks familiar. Do I know him? 

The guy took a peek at me before looking at Wyatt with his forehead creased. 

"I thought you don't like to sit in the middle?" the guy asked. 

I turn to Wyatt, "We can switch-"

"No, I'm fine here." he firmly said without looking at me. "Just sit already, Mate." 

Mate? Wait, oh yeah! That's him, the guy that helped me before. 

"So grumpy, Vilmaris," he smirked at him then look at me, Wyatt leans a little in front, blocking the guy. 

"Dude," the guy laughed and I was left confused, I couldn't see them. I am facing Wyatt's back right now. 

I heard the pilot saying something before I felt the helicopter moves up.

"Miss Homer- what? I'll just talk to her about the island," Mate shook his head to Wyatt. 

I held Wyatt's arm, catching his attention. He stared at me, "It's okay, I think I know him." I uttered to him. 

He pursed his lips and lean on the headrest, giving me a chance to scrutinize the guy named Mate. 

I smiled at him, "You're the guy who helped me before right? The one who let me borrow the sweatshirt?"

He chuckled and nodded, "You were grade twelve that time, but... that wasn't me who-"

"Xiandro," Wyatt butt in, looking at him coldly. 

Mate chortled and raised his both hands as a sign of defeat, "Okay, okay chill," 

"I wasn't able to say thank you to you that time so I want to say thank you, so much," I muttered. 

I have menstruation at that time and I am unaware that I had a stain on my skirt. I wouldn't know that I have it if he didn't let me borrow his clothes.

He grinned, "That's nothing," 

"Still, thank you," 

He shrugged, "Anyway, you'll manage the island?" 

I sniffled, "No, I'll just... I mean,  I'll be the one to design it." 

He looks at me with amusement, "Wow, that's good! Architect Oceanna Homer suits you," 

I smiled at him, "Thank you, how about you?" 

He pointed the pilot with the use of his mouth, I heard Wyatt groaned. 

"That's my father, I'll be a pilot too," Mate said. 

"That's nice, pilots are very cool," I stated, we both laughed.

He takes a quick look at Wyatt before gaping at me, "How's your relationship with Ebony?" 

My lips parted, he knew about that? Oh, wait. He's Ebony's friend, right? I am not really close to Bon's friend so I'm not sure. 

"We broke up two years ago," I replied. 

He chuckled, "Everyone knows that, Miss Homer. I just thought you two came back with each other, I saw his i********: story a month ago. You were with him in the bar and you're dancing with him while he's hugging you-"

"That's too much, Mate. Stop it-"

"It's okay, Wyatt," I smiled at him. He squints at me, I just nod at him. 

"We're just friends, we are cool about it,"

He sniggered naughtily, "The both of you startled the whole school when you broke up, you had the healthiest relationship," he stated.

I chuckled, "We decided to split up because we're not ready for a long-distance relationship, I'll be studying here in Manila and he's staying in Puerto Prinsesa. We ended up with a decent duologue,"

He nodded, I flickered my tongue inside my cheeks as I remember something. 

"What about you? You're courting someone that time, right?" I asked.

His smile quickly faded, I look at Wyatt. Did I say something wrong?

"We just broke up last month," 

My jaw dropped, gone the playful him. Oh hell, I shouldn't have asked that. 

I bit my lips, "I'm sorry," 

"It's fine," he beamed at me but it didn't reach his eyes. 

Guilt crept into my system, my gaze turns to Wyatt when he faced me, he gently held my neck and put the head pillow. 

"Rest,"

"I didn't mean-"

"It's okay, don't worry about that. Sleep," he muttered to me, I pouted. 

He sighed and put his hands on my eyes, "Sleep, Cean," 

I obeyed him and closed my eyes, he removes his hand and I tried to sleep. I'm on the edge of sleeping when I heard them talk. 

"You look s**t, Mate," Wyatt said in a low voice. 

"I was caught off guard, just a few people know that I am courting someone that time, fudge, I am not even courting her, I'm already her boyfriend that time."

"Get your s**t up,"

"It's not easy, Wyatt. I loved her too much that everything around me, everything just simply reminds me of her... these skies, the oceans, the sunrise, just everything." he loves her, why did they break up?

He seems so in love with her, his voice, the longing with it made me wonder so much... who's the girl anyway?

"You need to move on-"

Mate chuckled, "Do not use that card on me, you were the one who's stuck with the same person for..." what? For? I didn't hear the last line. 

I heard Wyatt scowled, "Shut up, Mate Xiandro," 

"Do not advice something you couldn't do then, that just doesn't sit right man," Mate said. 

"You're just so whipped to her," Wyatt added. 

"As if you're not badly smitten, Wyatt,"

"I'm not, lower down your voice. Someone's sleeping," 

"Yeah, someone is sleeping," Mate said factly. 

Does Wyatt like someone? 

"You and your circle are enamored with Crescent's friends. Those hard-headed girls captured your hearts, huh," Wyatt muttered mockingly. 

"Oh, dude, if you only just know. It's Zenos fault thou, he was the reason why we noticed those little stubborn girls," Mate laughed. "Acting like you're not down to Cresent-" 

"Mate," 

I pinched my finger as I stop myself from reacting, what the hell? 

They are referring to Crescent? Does he like her? She's the person that he was stuck to? I swallowed hard, I felt like there's a big lump in my throat. 

"Kidding man, she's sleeping, she wouldn't know about that." 

"She's not asleep," Wyatt said, what? No! I am sleeping! What the hell!

I shifted my position around the windows and groaned a little to prove that I am sleeping, I heard Mate chuckled while Wyatt sighed deeply. 

"She's definitely asleep, Wyatt," Mate said while laughing, that's right! 

I didn't hear anything because I am sleeping!

"Naughty woman," I heard Wyatt uttered before I really fell asleep... for real. 

I felt someone tapping my arm, "Wake up, Cean, we're already here," Wyatt's voice. 

I slowly open my eyes, I sat properly and roamed around. It's already dark outside. 

"Let's go," he held my hands, guiding me as I went down. 

I inhaled the fresh air of the place as it welcomed my presence to the place. This island looks so beautiful or maybe... beautiful is not enough to describe it. 

The sounds of the waves are very clear, the trees look so peaceful. I am entailed in this place, I needed this kind of spot to have peace of mind. Mom should come here. 

It's a huge island, I think months wouldn't be enough to design this whole island. Daddy knows that, he just wants me to be with Wyatt. 

"Do you have a plan already with this place?" Mate asked as he wandered the place. 

I shook my head and yawned, "This is my first time here, I just saw this island in the picture so I don't really know that it is... yeah, I still don't have a plan," 

"You have a good spot, the view is a breath-taking scene," he muttered.

"Crescent was the one who chose this place," I said and glanced at Wyatt to see his reaction. He raised his brow to me, he should be proud, tss. 

"When did she came back? She didn't even call me," Mate asked. 

I look at him, "You're close with her?"

He scoffed, "Yeah? I think so," he seems pissed about it. 

"You've been sulking about that since last year," Wyatt said frigidly. 

"Of course, she left-"

"Drop it," 

I stared at Wyatt intently, is he jealous of Mate? I rolled my eyes sneakily.

"Let's go," he said and walked ahead of us, I look at Mate, he's shaking his head. 

"Does he likes my sister?" I asked curiously. 

Mate's attention turns to me, his eyes widened. I frowned at his reaction, I shook my head. 

"Nevermind, let's go," I said and followed Wyatt. 

Wyatt went inside in a modern L-shape bungalow. I can see the living room from here, the door and window were made of glass so we can see the inside view of the house.

I stop in front of it, I peep at Mate when he stopped beside me. 

"Who owned this house?" 

This place is a little too far from the borderline of our island so it means, it's not our property. 

"Nyx," 

"Nyx Xiandro? Your cousin?" I asked surprisedly. I met Nyx in Puerto Prinsesa, he was one of the sub-teacher in Mathematics.

He nods, "He bought this last year, for someone," 

"Where are they?" 

"They broke up," Mate said plainly. 

Why is everyone breaking up, what the hell is happening to them? 

"Do you see that island?" he pointed to the Villa far from us, we need a yacht to go there. 

"Bleak Loss of Heisha, that's the name of the island. The owner of that island is Kyros," 

My forehead wrinkles, "Kyros?" 

Ice Pirro? I tried to recall the surname, I think I heard Lexine mention that. 

"You don't them? They are quite popular in business and politics, the biggest competitor of your family," 

I know that, I know Kyros. I know their surname, they were the rival that my family couldn't takedown. They are mighty and dynamical, wait... Donovan? 

I look at him with my strange doubt, "Is it Ice Pirro Kyros? or Donovan?" 

"It's Donovan. The heir of the Kyros La Jurispredencia and the acting CEO of Kyros Land Firm Agency Company," he stated. 

W-what? Wait, is he for real?

"If he's the heiress of Kyros, what about Ice?" 

He shrugged, "Ice will lead the Black Gold Lubricant Company," 

"It would be hard for them, it's a big company," 

He chuckled, "Kyros are born leaders, Miss Homer. They are born to pave the way in any aspect,"

I peep at him, "You seem close to them, are you?"

"I know them, but we're not close,"

I nod, he's a nice person to talk to. I wonder if his family is involved with this kind of petty competition? Just thinking about the rivals of family compelled us to become someone that we are bound to be, to maintain prominence and honor. 

I agreed with Mate, the Kyros are born with exemplary skills, not unlike us.

Kyros is different from Homer. We play dirty, we are bound to circulate the game with fire. While the Kyros, are silent slayers. They don't ignite with some pretentious, what you see is what you get. 

I shrugged it off, we are born wicked, that is what I believe for. I stared at the island, it looks captivating but also unusual. 

"Do you know why Donavan named that island like that?" 

He smiled, "I don't exactly know but I heard that he named that island to the girl he loves," 

The girl he loves? Donovan did love someone? 

"Is the girl dead?" I asked horribly. 

"No one knows... just Donovan itself,"

He sure loves the girl so much, he wouldn't do this kind of thing if not. 

"I saw him last week on Herika's birthday, he looks lifeless, cold, and vapid," these man seems to love girls that weren't meant for them. 

"He's really cold even before, but the last four years are the worst. He became insensate to everything, he's dead inside and he's not doing anything to make it better, he's too dangerous," 

I nod, too dangerous to be alive but dead inside.

A life that's lifeless, is it possible?

"Are you gonna talk for the whole night?" Wyatt said coldly, I can see the irritation in his eyes.   

What did we do?

"Let's go inside, someone is grumpy already," Mate said while chuckling. 

Wyatt holds the door and waits for us to come inside, Mate told to me go first.

I sat on the couch, my things are already in the living room. 

"Ouch! What the- ouch, s**t, stop! I'm just joking," Mate exclaimed. 

I look at them, Wyatt's kicking him. Mate likes to tease Wyatt a lot, I laughed at them and stood up, I'll explore the house.

The bungalow has two rooms. The first one is on the right side, the master bedroom, it has a bathroom and closet inside, there's a king-size bed and television. The other room is on the left side ahead of the kitchen, it's big enough for a two-person, with no bathroom. 

The living room has a big couch, it's too bouncy and soft, while the kitchen has an aesthetic white wall vibe with the complete set of equipment. 

Wait, there are only two rooms. Is Mate staying here too? 

I went back to the living, they are talking about something serious. They stopped when they saw me, what?

I sat on a single couch and look at them. "Who's sleeping in the master's bedroom? We only have two rooms, maybe the two of you can share a room, I'll just stay on the other one," 

They both frowned at me, "No way," 

I glared at them, "Don't tell me I'll be sleeping here on the couch?" I sarcastically said. 

Wyatt stared at me intently, "We'll share a room, Mate will stay in another room," he stood up and carried my bag inside the room.

I was left dumbly-bounded, what? I heard Mate laughed, "Good luck," he uttered and went inside his room too. 

"Hey!" I shouted. 

I immediately run to the master's bedroom, I saw Wyatt fixing his luggage. Is he serious? What if dad found out that we are sharing a room? They'll conclude something, it couldn't be. He likes Crescent, right? 

"What are you doing, Wyatt?" I walked towards him, my luggage is on his left side. 

"Fixing my things," 

"Yeah, I can see that. What I mean is this, we're sharing a room?" 

"Do I look joking?" he asked without looking at me.

I scowled at him. He's being sarcastic, he shook his head and put down his things before giving me his full attention.

"Are you not comfortable? I can sleep on the couch in the living room, don't worry," he's looking at me with those deep-set of eyes. 

I... I don't know. It's not because I am not comfortable but... it feels wrong. 

"I'll sleep on the couch," he said as he saw the hesitation in my eyes. 

"No! No... I mean... it's fine, I just... yeah, it's fine," 

I closed my eyes, there's nothing wrong with sharing a room, we will just sleep. Besides, Wyatt is a gentleman. He'll never touch me without consent, wait... what? Why am I thinking about that?

Gosh, Oceanna. 

"You should stop that naughty thought, Cean," his lips rose up but he quickly hide it by biting his lips, he just made it worst!

Those lips will be the death of me, how could he be so attractive and hot at the same time? Oh Lord, guide me.

I heard him chuckled, he stood up and went to the closet. "I'm not thinking anything!" I denied. 

I followed him inside the closet, "I said I'm not thinking anything, I don't think naughty... thoughts" I immediately look away, he's topless. 

He has biceps and his muscles are in the right places, those six-pack abs... I should probably leave now and go to the kitchen.

I felt my cheeks heated, I was about to walk away when he spoke, "I could hear your thoughts, Cean," his voice... it's teasing me, not literally! He's teasing me, mocking me!

I turn at him, raising my brow. "I didn't know you can hear the thought, huh?" I set my eyes in his face, I won't look down, it's sinful down there. 

We are inside of the closet and this wardrobe isn't that big enough to move freely, he took a step forward to me. I almost take a step backward but since I want to prove something... I didn't.

"You look flushed, hmm," damn that voice!

I smirked at him, "It's not as if it's my first time to see someone topless to be surprised?" 

He gave a small smile but his eyes look at me darkly, "I know, Cean, but it's me and not the other guy. You should stop teasing me like that," he whispered as he put his hand on my sides, cornering me inside. 

I felt my heart beats so fast as I stare at the depth-weight of his eyes. I couldn't help but smile even more, "I am not teasing you," 

"I am not teasing you," I repeated.

"Really, hmm," 

I bit my lips, "Yeah,"

His eyes deepened, "Such a rude spicy woman," he whispered and moved closer to me. 

He searches for my hand and puts it on his neck, we stare at each other, I could see the desire in his eyes. 

"Tell me if you're not comfortable, hmm," he uttered and snaked his arms on my tiny waist. 

"I think you're the one who's teasing me," I whispered to him as my eyes went down to his reddish lips. 

I swallowed hard, can I kiss him? I shouldn't, right?

He held my chin, making me look into his eyes. "What are you thinking?" 

I shook my head, this is not right. I sighed and closed my eyes tightly before I removed my hands on his neck. 

"I'll fix my things," I murmured, he was hesitant to let go but he did. I swiftly get my baggage and open it. 

I am losing my mind for real! What the hell did I do? 

Wyatt's presence will make me insane for real, I couldn't deny the fact that he affects me, so much. Those simple acts that he does make my heart fluttered, it makes me want him. 

And I shouldn't. It would complicate things even more as it is. I don't want that.

I texted dad that we're already here on the island, after that, I unpacked my suitcase and put it in the closet. Wyatt left the room a while ago when I'm texting dad.

I put my other stuff in the vanity mirror. Almost all of the belongings here are for a girl, for sure Nyx really bought this for someone special to him. 

I put my sketch pad and art materials on the study table, I hope I could find peace here... but I am starting to doubt it. 

Wyatt is here, how could I be at peace when I could feel my heart hammered fastly when he's around? 

I took a bath and wore white pajamas, I jumped in surprised when I saw Wyatt sitting in the bed, leaning on the headrest with a book in his hands. 

His hair is wet and messy, fresh from the water. He used the bathroom outside, I think? I frowned as I saw his medium-length hair dripping on the pillow, did he even wipe that?

"Wyatt," I called him, he looks at me. 

I pouted as I saw him scrutinizing me from head to toe before watching me closely. 

"Wiped your hair, the waters falling in the pillow. It'll get wet," 

He glanced at it and shrugged, he turns to his book without doing anything.

"Wyatt," I groaned at him, he's acting like he's not hearing anything.

I stomped my feet towards the bathroom to take a towel, what the hell is his problem?

"Move here," I uttered. I stop on the side of his bed. 

I thought he won't move but he did, he just took a peek at me before sitting on the edge side of the bed. 

My forehead creased in realization, he can wipe his hair. I exhaled deeply and lend him the towel, "Wipe your hair," 

He pursed his lips as he stared at me, he shook his head and went back to his position a while ago. What the hell! He's leaning on the headrest with his stubborn snobbish face. 

I licked my lips in his mulishness, "Damn it, what's wrong with you?" 

He took a quick look at me then to the towel before turning in his book, he put down his book and grab something on the side table. 

"Just rest," he muttered and put on his eyeglasses, I look away. 

Is he seducing me? 

"I'll wipe your hair, come here," I whispered, I don't even know if he could hear it. 

I gawk at him seriously, I am in between his thighs. His right hand is on my waist while the other one is holding the book in the bed, he's looking at me.

"You're being stubborn, do you know that?" I asked while wiping his hair. 

"You're mad?" 

I continue wiping his hair until it's dry and he's just staring at me the whole time. I thought I would melt but I'm thankful that I didn't.

"You can r******w," I said as I put down the towel. 

He held my hands after taking the towel and putting it on the bed. 

Wyatt... is so dangerous to my heart. There's something in him that I couldn't name, I felt at home with him. 

"You look mad," he said before putting my hands on his neck.

His hands encircled my waist, pulling me closer to him. I don't know which one do I like? Him, wearing eyeglasses or not? He looks good in both but these eyeglasses made him more intimidating, much more daunting. 

"You like this kind of position," I stated out of nowhere. 

I just noticed it, he likes putting my hand on his neck while he snaked his arms around me.

He didn't say anything, he removed his eyeglasses and buried his face on my stomach. 

Oh, Wyatt,  please, don't make me fall.