When things get ugly, it is best to either ignore them or cut them out from roots. But in my case, things were different and pretty difficult. The situation in which I was stuck seemed like a plague to my life as I stumbled across a new problem as if the problems I already had wasn't enough.

"What do you say my baby gorilla?"

Just again. Ugh! I was tired of this names that my dad used for me and sometimes I felt like throwing something on him to ease my annoyance, but that would only cause me more pain for hurting my father, so I have been avoiding lashing out on him thinking someday he would understand how annoyed I get.

"Your semesters would be over by the time, isn't it?" he asked and I watched as Mr. Devlin, Keith's father smiled up at me. Leila stood to the window just looking my way as my dad and Mr. Devlin sat next to each other on the sofa looking at me expectantly.

All of a sudden early on a Monday morning, I received a call from my father and he told me to reach his office as soon as possible. I missed my classes to attend this shit where they were already discussing mine and Keith's wedding date. To say, I was dumbfounded would be an understatement.

I was already really annoyed with how things were turning and to top of that, I hated it how they were already starting to butt in my life, making decisions for me. Just for damn business.

And not to mention, I was the first one to be called or so I thought because his absence in the room clearly told me either he was not informed or was not interested to join the damn thing leaving everything on me. As much as I knew about him, he was always punctual no matter what. But to other things. Not to me! If we were to meet, he would always be late. If his dad or Leila wants him, he would be on time. 

Leaving me to deal with this all by myself! Keith, I hate you!

"Whatever you think is right," I said and got hold of my purse.

"I have an important class to attend and my attendance is not that great after attending so many events this past few months," I said as I forced out a smile and got up from the chair.

"Really? I knew it! I told you to give them a rest. Let's not let them appear any more of side events," Mr. Devlin spoke to my dad and my dad in return just nodded his head and looked back my way.

"Let me drop you back in your uni," Mr. Devlin got up and before I could say anything, the door of the cabin opened and I looked back only to find Keith walking in. His hair was a mess and his eyes were bloodshot red, he had heavy breathings and it looked as if he had run a marathon.

"What's up with you?" Leila asked looking at Keith's condition and he stood next to me, catching his breath as he gave me a glance.

"The lift was not working. Had to take the stairs," he said and Leila gasped.

"No way! You ran all the way to seventeen floors?" she asked and all he did was a shrug.

"Why take such pain when you can use your power. Just teleport or something!" I mumbled to myself snickering at him for his efforts but it looked he heard it because he gave me a look but nevertheless didn't even utter a word as he looked back to his father and it was when they started telling him the reason for gathering up.

So finally, they decided on the month of February, the coming year but the dates were yet to be chosen. The look Keith gave me was enough to let me know that he was going to plan something out to break the wedding and it was why I chose not to bother or argue with my dad.

"Alright guys let's get back to work," Leila said as she took hold of her purse and walked past me. As I turned around to leave, she was quick to spin around to face me as she looked between me and Keith.

"Drive her to her uni," she said and my eyes widened as I heard that.

"It's alright. I have a taxi waiting for me outside," I said as I clutched the straps of my purse tightly not wanting to be with Kieth.

Honestly, it really has been hard for me these past days since the incident with me and Keith. I have tried my level best to avoid him and I refused to share a roof with him, let alone travel an hour back to my uni with him.

Everything was clear between us. He didn't like me and I didn't wish to be with him. Instead of making things more difficult, I hoped to clear all the possibilities that would bind me and Kieth together.

"Oh c'mon you two! Keith drive her off, will you?" Leila completely avoided what I just told her and stared back at Keith. I took a glance towards him, wanting to see his facial expressions if he was annoyed or irritated but surprisingly found none. He was relaxed as ever, standing there with his hands shoved inside pant pockets and I hoped he would make some excuse.

"Alright," he mumbled completely catching me off-guard.

Just when I thought he would be the one denying or being irritated for having to deal with me, he kicks off the perfect chance to deny or simply making up some excuse. Either this guy is bipolar or is lazy.

"Great!" Leila smiled and winked at her brother who just rubbed the back of his neck and looked my way. I looked back at my father to find him, grinning at me. Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I walked out of the cabin and ended up standing before the lift only to find it under maintenance.

The lift is surely not working.

No way! He really did walk all the way to the seventeen floor.

We ended up taking the stairs with him descending down and I followed him as I stared at his back. Like always, he wore a blue-colored hoodie and a black jeans pant.

He looked really casual for being a person from a rich family. I would say, I have never really seen him showing off money but the fact that he rides speed cars told me, he really loved cars and most of the time liked to drive fast.

I sighed as we touched the tenth floor. I was already exhausted and stopped for a minute. It was silence between us and he walked down the stairs probably not knowing that I had stopped or either not caring to stop since he looked anything but tired.

As I held my breath and continued to walk down, never had I imagined him to stand just some stairs down, looking up at me. His piercing eyes seemed to be staring at my soul. A blush formed on my cheek and I used my handkerchief to wipe my face, not wanting him to see the blush that formed.

I had no idea why I was blushing.

Was I embarrassed?

"Are you tired?" he was the one who spoke for the first time as I walked down and stopped just a step above him looking down at him. To answer his question, I simply shook my head negatively and he nodded, looking somewhat unsatisfied.

"Your face is red," he said and I touched my face. Sure enough, it was burning and I took my phone out and used the camera feature to check my face. Red like a tomato.

Surely, I resembled a red panda and I was scared if my dad saw me like this then the next name he gives me would be...

"Oh, it's just it's pretty hot out here," I told him and he shrugged pulling his hoodie to him as he descended down.

"Strange that I feel really cold today," I heard him.

To be truth, unlike the other days, today the temperature was really down but here I was feeling hot. Nobody would buy that! 

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"It's alright. I can take a taxi. You don't have to drive me. If they ask you then tell them that you drove me back to my uni and I will tell them the same thing," I said and he stared at my face for some seconds before nodding.

"Alright," he said through his teeth and turned around walking away perhaps towards the parking while I stood there looking at his retreating back. Huh! Could have at least insisted me to tag along with him to the next street.

It's just so easy for him.

Why do you care Vienna? He doesn't care, so should you! Mind your own business.

I turned back and walked crossing the street waiting for any taxi or perhaps bus to show up. Ironically, I saw him pass by me, driving like lightning speed. Our eyes met for a second before he drove off and I waited there under the sun probably for an hour for a bus.

I guess it would have been better if I had just shut my mouth and let him drive me off back to my uni.