Twist In A Kiss

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"wow"

That is the first word she mouth after staring at the view outside the window for quite some time "i never thought Canada can be this much... beautiful." She exclaims , in wonder.

Her eyes wide and mouth wide open as she gapes in awe to stare out the window. She looks comical.

But currently I don't feel like appreciating her facial features.

All i could see is a vacant room with a white wall of regular apartment.

"This isn't a home,... yet."

The statement reminded of a house i have known 14 years ago.

A house in Canada.

My house.

A happy guy from Canada met a beautiful girl on his to States. The girl served as the personal assistant to the chairman of the meeting, he was scheduled to.

Soon , they fell in love and live happily in Canada. Little did they know what fortune had for them.

The happy guy was my father.

The beautiful woman -my mom.

There was a happy home in Canada i remember. But it is in the past.

Fourteen years ago ...

After the tragic event my ,custody was given to my grandparents.

"So," Ruby asked.

"So?" I besought.

"Where am i gonna sleep?" She scrowls at me ,looking away from adoring beauty of pleasant streets.

"Well if i am going to live with you, then i need to have a room , personal space." She asks her eyes roaming around the whole apartment.

"You can choose an room you desire." I bored.

She is spending just another week here.

Me?

Well three months.

I am staying here my grandma 'insisted' i do.

She thinks i am depressed.

And guess why?

Because i am draining her money to buy expensive stuffs.

Okay i agree-i buy stuffs when i am too low to ignore thoughts.

But that doesn't mean i am depressed, am I?

"Hmm okay." My bestie taps her chin thinking about something, pulling me out of my worries "well...in the corner." She points at the corner.

"Sure." I shrug.

The apartment is small , quite cozy. But it does question my living standards . I haven't been bought by my grandma in which the living room , the walls and the floors are creamy and the small coffee table in the corner with complimentary chairs is very welcoming. Apartment is small with only two rooms , a kitchen and one bathroom.

I literally hate to share my bathroom.

Ruby seems fine with it.

So i am okay with it.

"Bring your ass here and help me." Ruby shouts from her room, i groaned.

"Coming." I shout back.

I go to her room to help her out. I am not quite experienced in working out..stuff.

Still i did my favour of being a best friend to ruby.

"Pew! That was quite hard." I cry , laying on the single bed , cleaning away my imaginary sweats to make an dramatic effect to it...

But in vain.

"Are you serious?" She eyes at me.

Classic ruby.

She gets pissed off as soon as she encounters with the spoilt brat princess in me.

My whole life, from living with parents ,to grandparents they treated me like a gem and that is why i was kind of spoiled.i was provided with all kind of bounties since childhood.Servants work for me 24/7 hours and are waiting for just my orders to serve me with whatever i want.

"i am really tired with that two hours flight and i can't reply you with any sarcasm.so you hoe you better cook something 'cause i don't know how to boil a water so chop chop "i twisted the door knob but before lefting i turned around and said;

"And wake me up when you are done."i smiled with was definitely fake.

"you are lucky i love you"she mused, looking up from bags.I chuckle at her comment.

"love you too." i blow a kiss "and don't worry i will make it upto you."

"bitch, you better."

I entered my room , jumped straight on my bed. I just wanna relax. I took my nap in plane.

The business class has its own benefits.

I hope ruby is fine too.

Ruby is one of my closest friends in America for about six years now. We met through a cafe where she worked and on my second visit we got on .She decided she will come with me here because it was her wish to visit Canada which luckily was my home country. I convened to bring her here with me for one week 'cause she still have work to do .

she knows everything about me and about my ferocious past. Even though she taunts me about my glamorous life and sedentary lifestyle, i don't mind because she loves to joke around and to tease me. After my parents died my grandparents took my custody and asked me that i should come with them to America in my very scrubbed age to start a whole new life. I can't said no to her because she was the only family lefted that time.

I accept the fact that they are no more and are rejoicing being together in heaven.holding hands of each other.and are smiling to each other.Just like that day.

I was the only child to my parents that is why i am spoiled since childhood and still my grandma spoils me.

So lucky.

I check the time and it displayed 7:03pm . I didn't noticed that i was staring at the popcorn ceiling for straight 30 minutes now and was lost in my own unendurable thoughts.

My eyes roamed around the room. It was small but still good to fit a single bed in it.i dont know but why uncle john will choose such an apartment for me.

After 20 minutes i decided to check on ruby whether she is alive or not. I got up from my bed and wore slippers making my way to ruby's room. For a minute i was staggered but then i was able to walk . Not surprised that she is asleep and forgot to cook dinner for us. I checked and decided to put a blanket over her.

Seems like she took a bath before sleeping because there was vanilla scent lingering everywhere in her room.

I kissed her on her temple and tried not to woke her up from her sweet dream which will be probaly about her boyfriend dylan. She was sleeping so peacefully,i smiled.

I abided back to room.

I am still engage in a debate to take a shower or not. A weird idea of smelling my armpits comes to my mind.

Tentatively , i smell under my arms.

Still good.

Nevertheless , i take a bath.

My current outfit sucks though. Which my grandma insist to where. A baggy pants and a hoodie but then who can say no to a such a sweet lady.

"Coming granny..." I say

"You know , i hate wearing such clothes and please i am going on a tri-"she cut me off.

"honey,i know you hate wearing such clothes but you know that i hate people especially guys looking at you like they haven't get a proper meal for about ten years which i don't like." i stormed my feet angrily on ground like a three years old kid i am.

she hugs me and i rested my chin on her shoulder.

"okay.." i sigh

"okay?"

"i will wear anything you will give me to wear."i replied.

I know she was so wrenched because i am leaving her for goddamn whole three months and she will feel isolated .she barley leave me alone and three months were too much for her and me to bare to stay away from each other.

"that's my girl,but i don't blame you that you are so damn beautiful that every men craves for you,i mean like look at me you got all features from this bitch." i laughed at her comment with tears in my eyes

She cupped my face and kissed my forehead.

"Ma'am" our butler thomas standing next to me told me who is waiting for me.

"coming"i replied he nodded and left.

"bye granny and take care of yourself"i said still cuppping her rough cheeks which still feels soft and started to leave the house.

"bye rose honey, and i will and don't forget to waste all these million dollars in that credit cards because you are my little spoil brat"i smiled and wave a bye before leaving .

Ruby was already in car when i clambered in.

I tried hard to hold my tears as we waved goodbye to granny , as we stride away from her.

Soon, we were out of her sight.

Tears started to pool in my eyes.

Defeated i hit the button next to my arm holder. A black divider appeared seperated us from thomas.

Granted privacy from our staff I started to cry and it continued to the next fifteen minutes.

I smiled at the memory.

God,i miss her so much...