The Cheating Friend

Chapter 1

He Falls on the bed, face first. That's when his dream was cut short. Too bad he could have kissed Tristan when he fell on the bed. Really sweaty!

In his dream, Tristan was still hanging.

Annoyed, he just rubbed the hurt look. At the same time, there was a loud knock on his door.

"Amelie! Amelie, wake up. Your mom texted, she's on her way!" Manang Josie shouted outside the door of her room.

He just moaned. He still wants to go back to sleep in case his dream is connected.

"Amelie!" shouted the old servant again.

"Yes! I'm awake!" he also shouted back, because he wouldn't stop shouting outside his room until he made sure that she was awake.

"Faster!" it's still here.

"Oh!" he answered only for Manang Josie to stop him then he scrambled to stand up. He stretched his body first before heading to the bathroom.

He quickly showered and dressed. She was drying her hair with the blower when her brother entered the room.

"Aunt is already there, Amelie, hurry," he said.

"Yes, just a moment!" he said. Because he can't let his hair be wet before he leaves the house. Because her hair is porous unlike Sunny who is her half sister—when it is not dried and put on baby oil, her hair will stick out like wires. Sunny is better, inherited their daddy's hair. Fall and straight. Even though he just woke up, his hair is still beautiful.

"Why don't you rebond?" he asked her watching her work.

"On vacation. Daddy doesn't want to give me money so I'm still saving," he answered.

They are not poor. They are rich. His daddy is also not stingy when it comes to their siblings, the case is that his mommy agreed to have him rebonded after all he is fifteen. As expected, his daddy objected.

He just sighed. He feels that his mommy is really the one who doesn't want him to rebond so she agrees even though his daddy opposes it. This is where he inherited his hair. And in fairness to her mommy, her hair suits her.

Because she was born beautiful! He drove. His mommy is beautiful. Its small heart shaped face accommodates thin lips, a pointed nose, and almond-shaped eyes that are complemented by long eyelashes and naturally arched eyebrows.

As for her, she is the opposite of her mommy. He got his mommy's eyes while his nose and mouth are his daddy's. And like them, the parts of her face don't match so she's out of the category of beautiful people.

"Bad trip!" he whined and hurriedly tied his hair when he heard his mommy honking.

Sunny laughed at him, but he ignored it. He will only be more bad-tripped when he sees that even if he doesn't put as much effort as he does, he's still beautiful.

He picked up the bag and quickly ran downstairs. He even met his stepmother.

"Slowly!" rebuke it.

"Sorry, Aunt!" he apologized and continued to descend.

"Go through the kitchen, your daddy is there. He also has a sandwich!" he said and continued to go upstairs.

He went to the dining room. 'His daddy is there, reading the newspaper while having coffee.

He kissed her cheek and took a sandwich from the table.

"Morning, princess," he said.

"Morning, Daddy!" he greeted back here. He winced a bit because he forgot to greet her.

"Your mommy is already there," his daddy said with a snort. His daddy always seems to smell bad when his mommy is around.

"Yes. I'm leaving, Dad!" he shouted and continued outside.

His mommy was bored when he got into the car. Today is Saturday, that's why he will be staying at his mommy's condo.

"Why did it take you so long?"

"You're early, 'My!" he said and bent down to kiss her cheek.

"Oh my God, Amelie! Your mouth is sticky!" its complaint. His eyes were still wide as if you thought he smeared him with shit.

He just giggled.

His mommy took wipes from his bag and immediately wiped his cheeks before finally driving. They were now going to his grandmother's house—his mommy's mommy. He stays there every Saturday and Sunday. And that only means that he will see Tristan again. Tristan's house is just opposite his grandmother's house and he can go in and out freely because of his mommy who is very happy with him.

In just ten minutes they were opposite his grandmother's house. Even before his mom stopped, he took off his seatbelt. When he stopped, he hurriedly got down carrying his backpack and ran into the house, he didn't pay attention to his mom who was yelling at him furiously because of what he did.

"Grandma!" he called his grandmother loudly as soon as he entered the door.

He came out of the kitchen with a spoon in his hand.

"Oh, did you have lunch?" he asked smiling at her.

He approached her, shook her hand and then kissed her on the cheek.

"How come your grandson is awake at noon!" said his mommy. He also approached his grandmother and gave a hand. "I'm leaving, Mom. George is waiting for me," he said, referring to his new wife.

"Aren't you going to eat here first?" his grandmother asked his mommy. "Your father is coming, why don't you wait?"

"Eh, George and I have something to talk about. We'll just have dinner here," he promised his grandmother and then kissed her again before looking back at her. "Don't be stubborn here, huh? Don't wander around," he told her, which she quickly answered.

He's not a wanderer, eh. He was hanging out right there on the other side.

"'La, I'm just over there." He turned to his grandmother when his mommy left, he even peeked through the window to make sure she was gone.

"Get dressed before you go next door," said his grandmother and returned to the kitchen.

He just took off his shoes and changed into slippers and hurried out of his grandmother's house.

He crossed and went towards them. At Tristan's house. Here's his heart again, beating faster as he approaches their gate.

He saw Melba, Tristan's assistant. He immediately greeted her.

"Hi, Sister Melba!"

"Oh, Amelie, was it noon when you went up wild today?" he asked her making her giggle. He knows that he has a crush on Tristan and simply helps him so that he can always catch up with Tristan at their house.

"Is Aunt there?" he asked here.

"Just Sister?" it tempts him with a grin.

"You're so cute," he said, making her laugh. "Of course, my future is with me," he said and also grinned at this.

"Hantaray! The question is, are you willing to be my pet's future?" He waved at her, holding his broomstick in one hand.

It was difficult for him to answer here. He also knows that Tristan will vaguely like him. There are so many people who like Tristan, almost everyone in their batch likes him.

"I'm going in, Sister Melba!" he said and took the initiative to open the small gate and then went inside.

Sister Melba answered him with a loud laugh.

Tristan's house is a bungalow, but it is one of the biggest houses in their area. There is a swimming pool on the side and a garden in the back.

Tristan's daddy is an engineer while his mommy is a plain housewife.

"Oh, you're here again?" said Travis, Tristan's older brother. He was wearing a jersey and shorts.

He leaned in and tried to be cute.