Caught

2066 Words
Aaron's POV... We got outside fairly quickly, remembering my car was packed on the far end of the club because there was no space around when I came earlier. I asked her to wait for me so I could bring the car around. I walked to where my car was packed and saw different cars surrounding it. Where this fuckers dumb or what? How was I supposed to.. Ah s**t!.. I had to think of a way fast so as not to keep Christina waiting. After a few long minutes of brainstorming, I finally figured how to maneuver my car out of the parking mess, I drove up to where Christina stood. I really needed to either f**k her or dispose of her. Maybe f*****g her will get rid of these feelings because I really could not understand what I was feeling. "Did I keep you waiting long?" I asked rolling my window down. "Oh no.. no problems" she answered after staring at my lips. Well I was not the only one then. "Shall we?" I asked with a naughty smirk on my face. She got into the car and I asked her to fasten her seatbelt. She looked at me realizing I did not fasten mine, I knew she wanted to say something, but it was good that she stopped herself. " So where do you live?" I asked. Getting no response from her, I looked at her and saw that she was in deep thoughts. She must be an over thinker. Just like me. "Christina'" calling her name fully seemed to bring her back from wherever she went to. "What? Did you say something?"she asked me looking lost. "I asked you for your address, so I could put it into the GPS" I answered amusingly finding the whole situation and her funny. " Oh sorry , it's no.8 Western street. " " You are an over thinker aren't you?" "I asked even though I knew the answer. Yeah, sorry. I tend to just zone out when I'm with people" she replied as she looked outside the window. " I'd really love to know what you are thinking of Christina" and I wasn't lying, I really wanted to know what was on her mind. Despite her innocent and shy looks, I could not help but think that it was all a facade and I really was determined to find out. " Trust me, they are just bunch of stupid things I'd rather you not knowing" her laughter pulling me out of my thoughts. "So what's your relationship with Zeeba?", She continued. I knew she was going to ask me at a point. With the way we were close, people tend to think that she was my girlfriend and most times I did not oppose, but with Christina I wanted to clear that she was my sister and nothing else. " She's my sister" I answered quickly. " Oh? Wow. But you guys don't.." " Yeah, we get that alot. She's more like a stepsister? I was adopted to their family when I was 16 " I answered now facing the road. " Oh i'm... I'm sorry to hear that" she whispered " It's fine, I can say it confidently now. It's being a long time". It was really okay. It had almost been 13 years since I knew Zeeba. I did not like people asking my relationship with her wherever we went, I usually went mute, but over the years, I had come to terms with it. " We are here" I interjected as I turned my head to look trying to see if i recognised this area. " Oh yeah, thank you for.. for the ride. And tell Zeeba I said nice meeting her and.. yea" she said opening the car door. I kept looking at her as she prepared herself to leave. I couldn't tell what prompted me to say what I said next. " You looked really beautiful tonight. And I know thoughts are running around in your head, but just accept the compliment yeah?" I spoke up. I knew fully well that she had issues accepting compliments from people. Our society was f****d, and it was really sad that girls like her had to suffer. She smiled at me, the first genuine smile I had seen on her face all night. It made her look like an actual angel and seeing her smile brought one to my face. "Yeah, thanks I .. I really appreciate that" she replied clearing her voice. " I know you have things to do but do.. do you .... Err .... " Just spit it out Christina" I urged knowing fully well she would not have said anything if I did not do that. " Do you mind coming in for a bit?" She asked meekly. I just looked at her. I was really excited that she had asked me, I wanted to ask her myself. I took a look beyond her and at the house, imagining the very many ways things could get hot tonight. Even if I was not excited, my d**k was really jumping for joy in my pants. Realizing I had not answered her, she must have thought I did not want to which was quite the opposite. " You know what? Just forget I asked or said anything, good..." She looked like she could enter the ground now with my lack of response. "I'd love to" I answered cutting her off as I bit my lip trying not laugh "Really??" She asked me, surprised I had agreed " Yes Christina". I responded.. TWO DAYS AFTER THE PARTY... I had not been able to take Christina's face off my mind. The face she made when she was turned on, the look in her eyes, or the face she made when she begged me to touch her. Or was it when she came. God! that image had been hunting me for the past two days. I touched myself to that image imagining her touching me and it was the hardest I had ever c*m and that was saying something. I had not seen or heard from Christina in the past two days. After my phone rang, I had to leave. it was Daimon who had called, I almost wished he was close to me so I could bash his head in for interrupting. Daimon had been a torn in my flesh this past two days. Always calling me at odd hours of the day to make deliveries for him. My job as a real estate agent has also been really demanding. So many companies have been calling to make deals with us because of the land I recently secured for the commissioner. To say I was stressed was an understatement. I was supposed to be in South Africa this morning for a meeting but I had to see my cousin first before leaving. After Zeeba and Jack, Mac was the next family I had. We reconnected shortly after I lost my mother. He claimed he was my cousin from my mom's side. We did not speak for years until I moved and realized he was a dentist in this city. Since then he had made me promise to see him every week but of course I could not do that. I had not seen him for long and he had been disturbing my phone , so it was what I had to do this morning before leaving on my trip. Glancing at the time I realized I was a bit late. I had called him earlier to ask if he had arrived at his office. I packed my bags with my accessories inside. Just taking two shirts and a black jean trouser. A suit and one sweats that I would use to sleep. I put the bag at the trunk of my BMW. I had made plans for Jack to pick it up from the airport after I was gone. I was just spending two nights so I should be back before Daimon realized I was gone. I did not know why I kept working for that prick. Okay yes I knew why! I had successfully built a good life for myself after years of thinking I could not do it. Yes I made mistakes in the past, it's only that those mistakes hunt me everyday and that was what Daimon stood for. He was amongst the biggest mistake I ever made. Having no father, I was desperate for a father figure in my young age that I did not care where it came from. I should have cared, maybe I would not be in this mess right now. I hated Daimon so much. The hatred grew as I got older, and he knew that, but the bastard did not care. The more I rebelled, the harder the job. I had so many dark secrets that if open would tarnish my image and I could not let that happen even if it meant working for and with the devil. I looked at my outfit in the mirror. Dark blue pants and yellow t-shirt with the first three buttons opened. A neck chain around my neck, my earrings and rings as usual. I brushed my ever growing hair , I swiped my cotton slippers for black shoes. Spraying my perfume, I picked my pack of gums and cigarettes before leaving the house. My maid was supposed to resume her duties today, so I dropped the key for her above the door so she would not stand outside. I did not feel comfortable giving her a spare because she could come in and find something she was not supposed to see. Driving out was never a trouble for me because I was the only one that had cars in this part of the city, most of my neighbors were old and retired. I picked this place because it was peaceful unlike Zeeba's and Jack, a party was thrown every week. College frat boys with daddy's money that did not know what else to do with their lives. I reached the hospital fairly quickly, praying I did not run into any girl I must have slept with again. It happened once. Turned out she was a nurse at this hospital. Just my luck! I later heard from Mac that she was taken to another hospital which I was grateful for. I got to the reception to see the nurse that always flirted with me. I could not remember her name and I did not care to. " Hey.. sexy." She greeted me. I knew she did not really like me. I see the way she looked at my cousin. The guy was a very nice person I was sure he thought she just liked him for the sake of being friends. She was only been this nice to me because she wanted me to talk to my brother. That was the last thing I would do though. " Hey.. is Mac in?" I asked going straight to the point. " Straight to business I see.. yes he just came in" she winked as she responded. "Right. Thanks" I replied as I walked off. Getting to the office I knocked and I heard him call for me to come in. " Motherfucker" I greeted "Dudeeeee" he responded as he stood to hug me. " I was really surprised you called" he stated. His office had not changed since the last time I had been here. Typical doctor's office. He was putting on his labcoat looking so professional it was funny. " Yeah, I figured I'd come see you before I leave" I replied still taking him in. " Leave? Off to work again?" He asked already knowing the answer. "Yeah, you know how it is", I explained, now walking around. "So off to where this time? " "South Africa man. I have this deal to sign with a real estate company. One of the biggest in the country I'm excited really" I stated proudly facing him on the opposite side of his desk. " You deserve it buddy" he agreed. I do think I deserved it after everything I had been through, I know I did. So I nodded my head. Before I could reply I heard someone call my name. " Aaron?" It was Christina. f**k!
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