Old Friend
Althaia
I was standing in my hotel room as I was getting ready for my cousinâs engagement party. I have always been close to Cara as we basically grew up together in the same household as both of our fathers were running a business together. Long story short, I found out my father and uncle were running a mafia, and since they would always be busy doing whatever, they were doing, Cara spent most of the time with me and my mother. Sadly, Caraâs mother died when we were kids and my mother raised Cara like she was her own daughter, other than that, we were a pretty happy family.
Or so I thought.
There are things you just donât notice when you are a kid because why would you when you are too busy being a kid, right? My father, Gaetano, was always a busy man but he did remember to spend time with me from time to time, not as often as I would have liked, but it was better than nothing.
One day Cara and I were being nosy as always and tried to eavesdrop on my parents because it sounded like they were fighting. We had sneaked down the stairs to get a better look and listen to what was going on but we couldnât hear anything.
What happened next shocked us both.
My mother, Jacinta, slapped the fuck out of my father that night. We stood still, shocked to witness what had just happened before we ran back to our shared room, and pretended to be asleep so we wouldnât be caught.
The next day, my mother had our bags packed and we left. I remember crying so hard that day because Cara wasnât coming with us, my mother tried to take her with us, but uncle refused to let her go. It pained my mother to leave Cara behind like that and I was sure she had her reasons to leave, however, the reason for that is yet still unknown. My father and I didnât stay in touch after that even though I tried to call him because I missed him, but he never once called me.
We moved hours away from our old home and I got to meet up with Cara whenever it was possible, but it did get more difficult for her to leave the house the older she got because her father became strict as hell. He became a parent from hell. He was always intoxicated with alcohol and drugs, a very dangerous mixture that made him insane and beat Cara whenever he was like that.
To say that I was nervous to be around them all for the first time in forever was an understatement. I didnât know what to expect and kept thinking about if my father would be happy to see me after so long.
ââŠDonât throw up.â I said to myself as I took a deep breath as I felt nauseous, especially now that I was all dressed up.
I decided to wear a long black backless silk dress with thin straps, the front is a deep v-plunge neckline that showed quite a bit of my cleavage. The dress was tight from the top and got a little loose from the hips as there was a long split on the right side, stopping mid-thigh. I finished the look with a pair of open-toe black stilettos with straps around the ankle.
I took one last final look in the mirror, and I was pleased with the work I had done. My long wavy and heavy brown hair reached the end of my back, and on the right side, I had put a rhinestone leaf design clip to lift some of the hair away from my face. I did a simple brown smokey eye which complimented my green eyes well and shaped them to be more cat-like.
âLetâs go.â I sighed to myself when I was done and made my way down to the lobby.
Cara made sure to send a car to my hotel to escort me to the mansion. My old home. My heart started to beat a little faster at the thought of being there after so long, and to see if it had changed much over the years. My father got himself a new wife not long after we left, and even has a son. Not biologically as it was from his wifeâs previous marriage but treated him like his own. I would be lying to say if that didnât bother the shit out of me because he treated someone else more like his own than with me.
Cara had spilled the tea on that immediately and said my father had totally downgraded. She said I will see what she meant when I get there, and I was ready to give the stink eye to whoever my father ended up marrying.
In the elevator ride down to the lobby, I felt myself getting more nervous and my hands fidgeted around the little gift box I had with me. It felt like my stomach was in a thousand knots, giving me a stomachache.
âGet it together, Althaia. Whatâs the worst that can happen. Itâs just family.â I breathed out, trying to calm my nerves.
Reaching the lobby, the elevator doors opened, and I took a final deep breath, holding the small engagement gift in my hands. It wasnât anything grand, just two champagne glasses saying âMr. Rightâ with a mustache, and the other âMrs. Always Rightâ with red kissy lips. It immediately made me think of Cara because she thinks she was always right. Even in situations where she wasnât, she still was according to herself. Sheâs a little cocky sometimes.
Nearing the middle of the lobby, I stopped in the middle of my track as I spotted the tall blonde-haired man in a grey suit that hugged his body to perfection.
âMichael?!â I said in shock. He turned around and smiled at me when he spotted me.
âAlthaia. Long time, no see.â He said while giving me a perfect smile, showing his perfectly white teeth. It has been so long since I last saw him, my first crush ever. Damn, now I remember why I was obsessed with him. He had the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, a sharp jawline, and a clean-shaven face. His dirty blonde hair styled into perfection, giving the âI didnât bother to tryâ look, which just made him a hundred times sexier.
We actually dated when we were younger. He just didnât know.
I just stared at him, my mouth was slightly open as I couldnât believe my own two eyes.
âDamn, Althaia, just take a damn picture if youâre just going to stare at me like that.â He chuckled, and I immediately felt heat coating my cheeks. Damn, he still has that effect on me.
âDonât flatter yourself too much, Michael. I was just surprised to see you here.â I laughed, hoping he didnât notice my flushed cheeks.
âYeah, well I kind of overheard Cara saying that you were coming, and she was going to send someone over to come and get you. I couldnât believe that the Althaia was coming, so I said I would come and fetch ya.â He smiled and tucked his hands into the pockets of his slacks. His eyes slowly scanned from my eyes and trailed down to my body, and then up again to meet my eyes, giving me a lazy smirk in the process.
âCanât say I regret the decision. You look stunning as ever, Althaia.â His beautiful blue eyes turned a shade darker as he drank me in. My heart was beating just a little faster with the way he was looking at me.
âAnd you look handsome as ever, Michael.â I said with a smile as he slowly walked up to me with a sexy grin on his face.
Oh boy, this was going to be a long night.
BE AWARE!
This is a very rough first draft version and needs major editing. I am well aware of the mistakes throughout the story, so kindly refrain from making "editing comments" :D