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Chapter 26-The Making Up

Katerina Kolosov's POV

"Kat?"

I sighed heavily and without looking up, I replied, "What?"

Charlotte peered into my room, her expression was sheepish. Obviously, she knew better than to interrupt me when I had instructed to be left alone. I was swamped with projects, reports and not to mention all the details from work. I was barely getting a break.

"I know you told me and Sebastian to leave you alone but well, we have a problem." she said hesitantly. "Well, Sebastian has to go back to school for practice and well I have to go back for rehearsals. The play is starting next week and yeah- Anyway, mom and dad aren't home and could you please drive us to school?"

I pursed my lips and looked up from the report that I had been working on. Seeing the pleading expression on Charlie's face, I gave in. "Fine. Let's go."

"Yes! Thanks!" With that, my door was shut and my sister had disappeared, most probably getting Sebastian to hurry. I grabbed my car keys and in no time, we were all in the car.

And as usual, if the twins were sharing a space, especially a small confined space, there was bound to be an argument. No wonder my parents had gone off to the mall or something. Smart.

"Move your leg! Why do you get to have so much space?"

"Fuck off, your bag is the one taking up all the space. Blame it on that."

"Take that back you stupid self-"

"Both of you shut up!" I snapped and immediately, silence reigned. I sighed in relief, my siblings' petty fights always ended up in me getting a headache.

I counted down till five and a shuffling sound started. "Ow! That hurt!"

I groaned inwardly and pressed my feet on the gas pedal, wishing that their school was much nearer to our home.

"I hate you!"

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When I was finally home, I sunk onto my bed and shut my eyes. Even though Lexi had given me that pep talk of sorts, I was still feeling a little down. But, I wasn't going to be the one to make the first move this time round.

Glancing at the mountain of paper on my desk, I forced myself to start on my project even though I probably wanted to dump the stack of them out of my window.

Once I got seated, I pushed myself to complete it and I guessed I was so immersed in my work that I barely registered the fact that someone was ringing the doorbell.

Sighing, I stretched before heading down. Opening the door, I could feel my eyes widen as I stared at the figure standing in front of me. A petty part of me wanted to slam the door in his face but a more reasonable side of me wanted to know what he was doing here.

Still, I was a Kolosov by birth and as a result, I was still difficult. I stared at him, waiting for him to speak. There was no way I was going to say anything until he said something first.

Was I petty? Yes.

Did I care? No.

I could feel his piercing blue eyes on me but I refused to give in. I was pretty sure we looked like idiots just standing in front of each other without saying anything. Realising that I wanted him to make the first move, Raphael cleared his throat and start. "Katerina."

Thats it? That's all he could say? Still feeling a little vengeful from how humiliated and embarrassed from our previous encounter, I simply stood there and stared him down.

The ball was in his court now, I had gone to him and apologised that day in his office but he had abruptly left after I did so. Now, I wasn't going to do anything until he did.

"May I come in?"

His voice questioned and to my satisfaction, I could note a small hint of anxiousness in the tone he used. Still staring at him, I eyed him carefully before opening the door wider to let him come in. Wordlessly, I walked into the kitchen, feeling his eyes on me the entire time as he followed behind me.

"Would you want anything to drink?" I asked coolly. Yes, I knew I really wasn't making things easy for him and I was sure he knew that too.

"No. I'm here to talk."

I studied him and raised an eyebrow at him. "Oh? What about? I wasn't aware that we had anything to talk about?"

He visibly winced at my icy tone but nonetheless, he pressed on. "Katerina, I'm sorry for treating you that way back in my office. It was rude and uncalled for."

I stared at him, willing for my eyes not to tear up. "Then why did you?"

Raphael stiffened at my questioned. His jaw clenched and he ran his fingers through his messy hair before he responded. "I was upset from that night. I felt like you disregarded my feelings and I guess I took it out on you that day. For that, I'm sorry."

I nodded and I felt like I had to apologise as well. I pressed my lips into a thin line before lifting my chin bravely. "I see. Well, I would like to apologise once more for how I made you feel awful when I disregarded your feelings. I know I already said it that day in your office but I'll say it again."

"I just didn't expect you to say it to me and, I'm a cynical person by nature and I'm sorry that I didn't believe you." I was literally struggling to continue. I wasn't one to talk about feelings but I knew it was important that I finished.

Raphael nodded and shoved his hands in his pockets, his blonde hair fell into his eyes and he lifted one of his hands to push it away. "Stop, you don't have to continue, I told you I already accepted your apology that day."

I blinked and he continued. "What I want to know is if you would accept mine?"

That was all he wanted to know? I fought the lump in my throat and forced my tears back. I was determined not to cry. Especially not in front of him. All I wanted was to push him out of the house and hide up in my room but I was not a weakling.

I set my spine straight and tilted my chin upwards. "Yes, I accept your apology."

Raphael exhaled and he nodded, "Alright good." With that, an awkward silence started and I felt as if the terribly sombre atmosphere was going to choke me.

I pushed my weight off the table I had been leaning on before speaking. "Well, if that's all, I have to get back to my projects and reports."

Raphael's eyes darted up to mine from the floor and he clenched his jaw before nodding reluctantly as he got my hint. "Okay." With that, I led him to the door and with bated breath, "Goodbye, it was nice seeing you." I murmured quietly, the tears were threatening to fall any minute now and I wanted him to go before they did.

He nodded in response and turned away and I shut the door. Immediately, I inhaled sharply, trying to fight the tears back, I wanted to be in the privacy of my room before I could break down and I made a move to head up the stairs when

However, before I could do so, the bell rang once more and I groaned in annoyance and irritation before lunging the door wide open. "What?!"

To my surprise, a pair of lips were pressed against mine and I almost shrieked in surprised. I quickly pulled away and looked up to see a pair of furious blue eyes fixed on me.

"You were willing to throw everything away?" He growled and I opened my mouth to argue but his lips were on mine once more. I barely knew what was going on but he had shut the main door and pressed me against the wall, his lips were firmly on mine and his hands were on my waist.

Not that I was upset that he was kissing me or anything but I wanted to know what the hell was going on. Using all my strength, I pushed him off me and glared at him. "What the hell are you doing?"

"Kissing you. What else?" That was the reply he gave and all I could do was just stare at him, stunned.

"Bu-"

"What ticked me off was that you were willing to throw us away because of your pride!" His eyes flashed as he snarled.

I glared at him indignantly and crossed my eyes. "My pride? What about yours?! You were the one who walked out of that day at your office!"

"You said you forgave me for that!"

"No! I said I accepted your apology!"

"That's the same thing! Now are you just going to stand there and glare at me or are you going to kiss me?"

"What? You conceited arsehole! I can't believe you!" I was practically shrieking and he snorted and crossed his arms as he leant against the wall.

"Like you're any better. I tell you I love you and you freaked out."

I gaped at him, outraged. "Well what did you expect me to do? You know I don't talk about feelings that well!" I sneered that word and Raphael snorted.

"What a load of nonsense. You were fine talking about how much you detested that girl from your high school a month ago."

"That's fucking different! She had it out for me! And I swear she was the one who stole my work!"

"It's still about feelings!"

"Well, you don't talk about feelings as well. For all I know, you could be a brick wall Raphael."

"Take that back. Who was the one who brought you out for that date you said was romantic enough to unfreeze demons from hell?"

"NO I WILL FUCKING NOT!"

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"You are still a conceited arse." I muttered and beside me on the ground, Raphael snorted. "Well... you're still a bitch."

I blinked and shrugged nonchalantly, "At least, I can agree with that." I sighed in content, we were on the ground in my bedroom and the past hour had been spent on making out.

"You know, you never did say what you did in retaliation to that girl who you detested." Raphael commented after a while. I shrugged once more and grinned slyly. "Well, all I can say is her life will never be the same again."

Raphael let out a little chuckle at that before leaning over to press a kiss on my temple. "I can say my life will never be the same after meeting you as well."

Instead of fighting back tears that I would have done if Raphael had not barged his way back into my house, I found myself fighting back a goofy grin that was sure to appear on my face due to his comment.

"Really?" I questioned with a small grin on my face as I peered up at him.

In return, he shot me a grin as well. "Really. Actually, come to think of it, I don't recall you ever saying how you felt about me." He commented with a sly smirk on his face.

This was it. I could say it this time. "Raphael, I'm in love with you."

The moment those words left my mouth, Raphael broke into a wide grin and he leaned down, his lips merely brushing against mine. "I'm in love with you too." With that, he pressed his lips against mine hungrily. I smiled against his mouth and kissed him back.

However, the sound of the door opening broke us apart. "My mom is back." I gasped and Raphael nodded and we quickly righted our appearances. "You have to go!" I hissed and Raphael shot me a baleful glare in return and slunk towards my bedroom window.

"Go!"

With an exasperated sigh, Raphael left and I watched him drop down to the ground gracefully. Thankfully, my bedroom was on the second level and not on the third like my siblings were.

Hearing footsteps nearing towards my bedroom, I rushed over to my desk and pretended I was doing work when my mom entered. "Hey hon, is everything alright?"

I nodded and tried to hide the wide smile on my face. "Yeah its fine. Where were you?"

My mom tucked a stray curl behind her ear. "The mall. I needed to get some groceries and some more candles but I made sure your dad was definitely not near the lingerie section again. Not after the last time."

A smile graced my lips at that and my mom shook her head. "Anyway, is tacos alright for dinner?"

I nodded, "Sure. That sounds great."

My mother beamed before shooting me a sly grin. "Well perhaps next time Raphael can join us seeing that he left already. Oh and do tell him not to park his car horribly because some of my roses were crushed." With that she was gone.

All I could do was gape at her retreating form.  

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A/N: Hi guys! So sorry for the long wait. I had been pondering on this story for quite some time and I had finally come to a decision. The next chapter would be the epilogue. Yes, I know I said there would be one more chapter but I don't see the point in just dragging the story any longer than needed. 

Anyway, I hope you guys like this! It was extremely fun to write and please vote and comment? Also, I posted a bonus chapter of TMS so if you hadn't checked it out, GO! I love you all! And God bless! <3