Renting
ARIANA
After a big and to my terms kind of breakfast, he sat me down on a couch, taking my temperature and stuff. He even called the doctor to ask if something went wrong in any way. It was cute to watch him all work up and panicking about my health and things. But then, there was an ache in my heart. And a thought, if only he would have done half of it when I was with him, like actually with him like a couple.
It was stupid. We were married and we were living together like two roommates with benefits. Or maybe it was more of a sexual thing. I couldn't understand why sex was so important in his memories that he wanted to make before he could actually let me go. “Are you sure it's nothing? Maybe I should just bring her back. It was a terrible idea to take her on a vacation when she was sick.” He argued with the doctor for the tenth time.
I knew the doctor was exhausted reassuring him that I was okay. And it was probably the constant steak that was making me sick. But he wouldn't listen so the doctor hung up on him.
“That bitch! She hung up on me.” And then, he was renting on me about the doctor. I rolled my eyes at him. Before he could say more, I got up and went back into the bedroom. He was knocking but I locked the room so he wouldn't enter.
“Go away, Enzo. I don't want to hear you bad mouth anyone when you were the reason why I got sick in the first place.” I yelled at him as I walked toward the bed and let myself fall in the softness of the mattress.
Things were good then I really had to puke now he was going full uncle mode on me and I hated it. You don't go to Paris with your uncle as a vacation. You go to Paris with your partner as a vacation. There was a difference between the both and he was ignoring that difference.
In a while, I watched him walking into the bedroom through the balcony. “You can't just lock the door on my face like that. I am worried about you.” Enzo spoke as he walked toward the bed. He sat down on the bed and tried to pet me. But I just pushed his hand off of me.
I sat up on the bed and glared at him. “I came here with my long distance husband. Not with an uncle. Right now, you are going uncle to me and it's disgusting and very sick in so many ways. I am fine. It was the steak that was making me sick. You were constantly getting different things but you expect me to have steak all the time because I am with the cancer and I am supposed to eat healthy. It's no fair. Vegetables and grains and dairy are also healthy. And fruits as well.” He scratched the back of his neck nervously as I went completely off at him.
He didn't say anything for a good minute. Then he got up and walked out of the room. I hated it when he would just run away from a heated argument. Growling in anger, I buried my face in the pillow. I just wanted to go to sleep again so I wouldn't have to think about anything. One moment, we were talking about our plans for the day. The next moment, he was talking to me as if he was my concerned uncle. It was sick in many ways.
It felt like I had closed my eyes for a moment. Then I felt someone stroking my head ever so gently. I opened my eyes and found Enzo sitting on the edge of the bed. I gulped hard when I saw him wearing nothing but a towel that was wrapped around his waist. The towel was short, and he was sitting on a bed. I could almost see the tip of his crotch. I licked my lips and tried so hard to focus on anything but his penis that was him getting an erection.
“My eyes are up here!” He growled at me when I kept staring back and forth from his naked chest with glistening droplets of water sitting on his skin, inviting me to lick’em off of his skin, and his penis that was completely erect and was now poking out of the towel he wrapped around his waist, trying to hide his privates from me. It was crazy but I couldn't keep my mind off of the dirty things that he could do to me at that moment. But for some reason, he looked like he was not in the mood for any of the dirty.
He sighed then he placed a tray in front of me. “It's lunch time. I made you salad with cream cheese and greek yogurt. I also got you a big glass of chocolate milk shake with coffee fluff on top. Just the way you always like it.” The menu made me excited and my stomach growled with hunger, asking for food.
“We didn't have tofu. So I had to go and get some tofu so I can make your tour favorite salad. Then, while in the store, I realized that I barely got anything for us to eat but steak. This is supposed to be your time off of your worries. I realized, I was stressing you out with too much care.” I almost felt bad for him. I wanted to pet his head but then, my stomach growled louder and I decided to keep on munching on the food he got me.
“I am sorry for hovering and being overprotective. I am sorry for making you feel uneasy ever since we stepped into Paris. I promise, I'll try to do better.” I couldn't help but smile at him when he tried to apologize.
He was never really good with the apologies but I liked it when he actually tried to apologize after all these years and it actually felt like he meant every single word that came out of his mouth. “It's okay! I forgive you.” I replied with my mouth full of the food and the milk shake. I was starving and the salad really tasted the best after feeling sick for too long, with red meat.
While I was enjoying my meal, he disappeared in the closet and when he walked out, he was wearing a gray v neck t shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. I was suddenly choking on nothing when I saw him. I had to gulp down the whole glass of milkshake that I was keeping to enjoy every single drop of it.
He placed a strap crop top and short skirt on the bed with a Long blazer on the bed for me. I frowned, looking at him. “I filled the tub with only hot water before I came out. So when you go in after you have had your lunch, you will not get cold water. So here's what you are gonna do. You will get up, get your ass in the bathroom. You'll bathe, shower, whatever you wanna do. Then you'll get ready for another date night.” When he mentioned date night, I was suddenly exhausted again.
I had told him that I didn't want fancy date nights. I told him that I just wanted casual walks and casual things. “I know, what you are thinking. But trust me, you are gonna like this one. I swear you will. Just go to the bathroom and get ready. Trust me on this one.” Rolling my eyes, I didn't argue with him anymore. I got up, and went to the bathroom.
After about an hour, when I walked out of the room, with a cap of curled hair extensions, and a little bit of make-up on my face, and a red crop top and black jeans short skirt. A pair of black long boots and a nude blazer, I watched the flames turning into lava in his eyes. He had to take a deep breath before he offered me his hand. I almost felt bad for him because I had given him another erection unintentionally and he had to take care of it.
“Forget about all this. Tonight is all about you. Are you ready for your surprise, my sweetness?” He sounded very excited. Which was alarming for me. Whenever he was excited, he chose something I wouldn't like but then I had to pretend that I liked it because I didn't want to ruin his mood.
Our relationship was getting more and more complicated than ever and he seemed to just ignore it all. I plastered a fake smile on my face and nodded my head. I placed my hand on top of his.
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I was blindfolded the whole ride. He scooped me out of the car to avoid any accidents. I was trying to keep my anger and my nerves in control. But at that time, I was just too exhausted. I was ready to give him a piece of my mind the moment he would take the blindfolds off of my eyes.
That was the plan I had in my mind. “Here's your surprise, my sweetness. Are you ready?” He asked me, grabbing the silk blindfold from the back of my head. He was standing behind me. I just nodded my head again, not in the mood for anything. I just wanted to get over with everything and get out of the restaurant soon.
Then he took my blindfolds off and suddenly, my eyes were literally about to pop out of their sockets as I looked around myself. “It's an…” I couldn't complete the sentence, overwhelmed by the sight in front of me.
“The amusement park. I wasn't just listening, like I used to do. I was paying attention to all the details. I booked us a pair when you were sleeping. And I decided to surprise you.” He whispered in my ear, his arms wrapped around me from behind.
“So, do you like your surprise?” He asked me in a low tone, pressing his lips against my cheek. I was suddenly overwhelmed with the joy. It wasn't because of the amusement park and my obsession with the amusement parks. It was because for the first time, he paid attention to everything that came out of my mouth. And he made my wish come true.
Before he could see my tears, I wiped them away. “I love it.” I whispered as I turned around in his arms and hugged him back tightly. “Thank you!” I whispered, making him chuckle.
He didn't say anything. He just held my hand and we walked into the amusement park. I couldn't stop grinning ear to ear. “I practically raised you. You are always with me because your parents could never trust your brother. I thought I knew everything about you. How could I not know this?” He asked in a confused tone.
“I didn't know at all. Or I would have taken you to amusement parks often. You never really told me either.” We were standing in front of a slushy stall. There were about thirty three flavors but I couldn't chose on between three. Cola, orange and mango. So Enzo bought me all three. And for himself, he got a big glass of rainbow slushy. It came with cotton candy. That, he gave me.
We stopped by a bench and decided to sit since we were carrying a lot of slushies. After a while, I decided to answer his question. “You never asked me a question. I was ordered to do something and I obeyed and you made sure that I always obeyed.” I replied in a small voice that was cracking but I tried to cover it by sipping into my slushy.
“Yeah! Like what?” He asked, as if he couldn't remember.
“Like when you get me birthday gifts. I never liked them because I never wanted them. But I kept them. Like when you told me to go on trips with school. I never liked the trips but you sent me anyway. Like when I wanted to have a kitten as my pet but you refused and bought me a parrot instead, whom you set free in a day because he was screaming too much.” With wide eyes, he looked at me as I counted things he did in my forever.
“Charlie wasn't the only thing. And I fought that day because I never wanted to be told to do something ever again in my life. From the curtains in my room, the bed and my clothes. I hate platform heels but my closet was always filled with those ugly things. And then you always asked, why do I wear sneakers under dresses. And called me ungrateful. I wasn't ungrateful. I just didn't like those.” I didn't know why were having that conversation. But since he was the one who had finally asked me that question in the lifetime, I decided to be truthful with him.
“I never knew.” I watched him struggle for a few minutes. He was trying to form words or proper sentences in his mind but he couldn't for a while. Until he was able to speak three words to me and I shook my head with a small smile on my face just to hide my pain.
“That's because you never paid attention. I always told you what I wanted for my birthdays, because you always asked. And yet, not even once, I got what I asked for. Then once, I decided to tell you to get me anything you wanted. And it angered you. And you didn't talk to me for a while. So I again decided to compromise.” I added further, watching him stare at me in horror.
“We all make mistakes. It's okay. You weren't so good with the communication. I learned that awhile ago. Then whenever you asked me about anything, I just gave you the answers as per your expectations.” he sighed when he heard me. I was not trying to rent on him but I wanted him to know exactly why I gave it all up so soon. It wasn't that soon after all.