Chapter 33

Gaia told me to stay inside the house and let Konstantin handle this situation, but I couldn't help myself and leave the house. I just took chance when Gaia wasn't looking at me. I don't have a plan, I want to follow him at the station, but I don't have an idea where they brought him in. It could be in the nearby police station, but there was something in my mind that I need to do and I knew they would hate me for it.

I knew where his parent's lived so I went straight to their place. They lived ten minutes away from his place, I don't need to get a car for myself and so I just walked while thinking all the words I could say to them.

It didn't take me too long when I reached their place. A guard blocked my way in the entrance asking me for my identity. I told you them that I am Atissa and their son's girlfriend. He had to call I on a radio just to confirm them if I was saying the truth. It only take a few minutes and they let me inside the premises. I followed a staff heading to the mansion, and another staff greeted us as soon as we reached the front door. As they were expecting me, a staff assisted me to get inside the mansion, and later on, Kons' parent's met me halfway.

"Thank you for seeing me," I said. "But I'm here because of Konstantin. . ."

Konstantin's father heaved out a deep sigh as I mentioned his son's name. "What did he do now?"

I took a deep breath. "I shouldn't be talking to you right now as he explicitly told Gaia not to call both of you, but I think I needed to do this because you were still his parents. The Police just came into the house and called him into the station."

I was expecting a different reaction from him, but he only shook his head upon his disappointment. But I guess, he was already expecting for me to say that out of my mouth.

"I know I don't have the right to meddle in this situation and you guys know what do with it. But I think you should help your son out," I told them, and I wasn't implying, but it was more like it.

"He can take care of himself," he said with finality. "Go and tell that to him."

I shook my head. "No." As I spoke with conviction, they found me would be arguing with them. "I don't what was the deal between you and your son, but even though in short time, I could see he was determined to do every thing right just to prove to you and please with you that he was doing it all for you."

"Just like what I said, he can take care of himself," his father said, and I felt like I was completely hopeless in pleading my case with them. "I don't know why do you think we would help him after what he had done."

"It is because he's your son," I stand strong with my reason. "Again, I don't know how you could hate your son. I understand where you are coming from—"

He cut me off. "Do you, Miss Aramouni? Do you really understand the cause of the thing he did. Even if it happened five years ago, it caused our business so much trouble and he was paying for it. That was the only thing he could do to make up for it. Please, go back to where—"

"I lost my parents," I told them.

"Yes, we have heard that, Miss Aramouni, and we are sorry for your loss. But I just wanted to let you know—"

"Don't push him away and you wouldn't know when would be the last time you could see him. I missed my chance to talk with my parents. I moved away. I was mad at them. They were disappointed in me. I hated them for leaving me alone. I was alone for years, and don't do the same thing to your son. Konstantin have been through worse situations and you don't know that because you didn't care. He cared, but you let him alone. Don't do this to him, please."

They were silent. He wasn't even looking me in the eyes because I knew the words I have been saying could hit him right. It's either he would think about it or get his emotion touched by the things I said. But I wasn't sure if he will. He doesn't seem like he would listen to me. I was no one to him. He could probably knew that I was Kons' fake girlfriend, but that changed now. We weren't fake with our feelings anymore.

"You're not dead yet, but you made them feel like you were."

They didn't say a word, but they escorted me out of their house. I let out a deep sigh as I thought I didn't do enough to sway their mind away. I don't know what I can do to help Konstantin as I don't have five hundred thousand dollars to help him get out of this situation. If they were going to lock him up, it would be horrible. But I wouldn't let that happen. I don't want to see him go. He was the closest person who have helped me get through this situation, and now that he was going through a situation where it looked like it was impossible to get out of it, the best thing I could do was be there with him.

I found my way out of their place and walked back to Konstantin's mansion. I tried my best to help him in a possible way that I can. As soon as I reached back to the mansion, Gaia started asking me where was I, and I told her that I went to their parent's house just to let them know about what happened. When I added that I asked for some help, she wasn't surprised, but based on her reaction, it seemed like I really did a bad thing and doesn't supported it.

"I was just trying to help, okay? I don't think I did something wrong by reaching out to them. I knew I've heard him told you not to call your father, and you didn't, right? May I ask why?"

She took a deep breath and I let it go slowly. "I just knew that it would go bad because when the times he did things our parent's didn't like, they were so mad at him. Let's just say, even though they were around, he was distancing himself away from them. Every one bad move he did, things could go in a bad way that's why I didn't say a word because I trusted him. He would get out of this problem. Let's just wait for him. . ."

"Okay, sure thing. . ."

I stayed in the couch, crossed my arms, and leaned against my back waiting for a miracle. A maid came to our side offering us some drinks. I grabbed the glass, but I was just swirling the wine to bore off. I don't know how long we would wait to see if Konstantin would ever come back today or it would be a nightmare for me. Losing Konstantin would be a miserable thing to happen.

I don't know how long it has been since Konstantin was called to the station. A moment later, someone came inside the house, and there we saw Konstantin walking into us, hands on his pockets, and the way he stared at me meant something. I stood up and I was about to get closer to him when his parents followed behind him. I stopped, with my mouth slightly open, and the fear I had in my chest grew even bigger. I have no words because to what it looked like, Kons was pissed off from me. But on the other hand, I am thankful that his parents helped him to get out of that situation.

"Kons," I called him, but he only gave me a look, and didn't even entertain me. He went upstairs and possibly locked himself in his room.

I let out a deep breath, and I shifted my eyes to his parents where I couldn't read their expression.

"I hope I did the right thing," I spoke with a trembling voice. "Thank you. . ."

They walked towards me and I was unsure of what to say to them. When Kons' father got closer to me, he put his hand on my shoulder and gently rubbed them. "You did the right thing. I know you were only doing it for a good reason, and I understood why you've come to us. Our son wouldn't do that. We might've left him rot in jail if we haven't heard about it, but it was the consequences he had to face. And tell him, he didn't need to worry about the debt. I paid them. . . We won't be taking too long, Atissa. . ."

"Okay. . . I'll talk to Konstantin."

"Good luck on that," he said, smirking.

Before they leave, his Mom came and hugged me. She even whispered to me that I was doing good with Konstantin, and she liked me for being his girlfriend. He even told me there's nothing in this world some women could compare me to. I don't know what to feel when she mentioned that, but I felt the sincerity and genuine pity in the way she spoke those words to me.

As they leave, I went upstairs and headed straight into Konstantin's room, and as I tried turning in the handle, it wasn't opening. The door was locked so I knocked and called him to open the door for me. He wasn't responding to me. Basically, he doesn't like to talk to me after what happened.

I get it. I knew where he was coming from, and I couldn't blame him.

"Hey, I know you don't want to talk with me right now, but just hear me out. . . I did what I did because I care for you. I don't want to see you locked up and be miserable for your whole life. I knew I've come against your word, but you might not understand it now, but I did it all because I love you. . ."

I, myself, was surprised about the last words I said. It slipped out of my mouth, but I also couldn't deny the fact that I have feelings growing for him. I wouldn't ask him to say the same thing to me, but just to let him know about what I feel was enough for him to know that everything I did was sincere and genuine. It was almost a hopeless case for me to hear him respond to me or even the door for me. I thought that I just should leave him be for now until he would feel better again.

"It's alright if you don't want to talk to me right now. If you were ready to talk to me, you know where to find me. . ."

I stepped away from his bedroom's door to go to my room, but then. I heard his locked clicked upon opening. As I turned around to see him again, he was looking at me, and doesn't utter a word. He reached his hand to me and I just took his hand, pulling me inside his room. He closed the door behind us and the next thing I knew, his arms were wrapped around me. The warmth and how it made me feel secure and love was enough for me to know that this wasn't just a normal hug. It meant something to him.

I just hope he doesn't hate me after what happened.

"What did you say?" he asked.

I smirked. "What did I say?"

"The thing you said a moment ago. . ."

"Wast it. . . I love you?"

He smirked. "Do you?"

I nodded. "Yes. . . I do. . ."

And then he kissed me on my head and uttered the words, "I hate what you did, but I love you, too. . ."

And for me, I guess, I did the right thing, for now.
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