TRAPPED 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.