Chapter 3

"Yes? What do you need?" He asked while still looking at me.

I arranged for us and was held by the jamb of the door. "Hmm, because... w-will you let me r-roam this S-Saturday?"

His eyes narrowed. "Where are you going? Who's with you?"

"P-Psalm, because he will take me for a walk because I can't get out of the mansion." Suddenly his face darkened and went back inside his room.

"No." Did I mention, he won't allow it. "And who's Psalm? Did I already tell you about making friends?" He asks while looking at me.

He is now sitting on a couch inside his bedroom. I took a small step so that I could see his expression better and hear more of what he had to say.

"Psalm is a good friend. He is nice to me, he didn't do anything to me." Finally. I didn't stutter. I saw how his eyebrows shot up.

"Oh, really? Humans are never nice to anyone Klea. You know that, they just come and go. Meet you and hurt you. Just like what your mother did." He said sternly.

"No! My mother did that because Daddy does bad things! And Mommy was furious that time she don't know ㅡ"

"Are you dumb, Klea? Which Mother will ruin her own child? Your Mom did that just to get away from the crime she did. And trust me, she won't be back like how she promised you. People come and go but they never come back. " Saint said with full authority. Like all the words coming out of his mouth are the truth, the only truth.

"No. Mommy said she'll be back. She promised, and she never broke a promise." I striked back.

"Whatever, Klea. Continue being dumb and let's see what the world will give you." I looked at him with the deadliest look I can ever have. He was stunned a bit but immediately got his cool back.

"Daddy want me to have a normal life, Grandfather Santino wants me to be protected by you so that I could have the life that I want. But, you're doing it wrong. You're not protecting me, you are caging me like an animal. Like I am your property. This isn't the normal life that I wanted. This isn't the normal life Daddy pictured out for me, and this is not the protection your Dad wants you to do. You disappoints me , Saint. You disappoints everyone, including you own Dad. " I said and I could see in his eyes how surprised he was because of my answer.

I know it hurts when your parents are disappointed in you. Now, take that Saint. Grandfather Santino loves me as how he loves his children. Grandfather Santino treats me as his own, and I know how he wants Saint to be a good man in the future. And I know how disappointed Grandfather is right now.

"Take that back..." Saint said in a low tone.

"No! That's the true Saint! And there's nothing right you can do because you're wrong in the way of protecting me!" I exclaimed. He clenched his fist and let out a deep sigh.

"Take that back, Klea. Dad was never disappointed in me. Never." I flinched when I heard how dark his voice was. He seems to be able to rip my life apart with that voice.

"No. Saint, you need to hear the truth that Grandfather Santino is disappointed in you ㅡ Ouch!" I stopped speaking when he suddenly grabbed both my shoulders firmly.

His grip is so tight that might crush my bone but it didn't anyway, but I'm sure it'll leave a mark.

"Take that back!" He shouted in front of me. I'm scared of him, when he's angry because he's Daddy and I don't want anyone to be angry with me, I can't stand if someone is angry with me

"I never disappoint my Dad, Klea. You don't know that because you really don't have a role in our lives!" He shouted again, I closed my eyes and I could feel the strength of my heartbeat and the nervousness I felt.

"You're not important in our lives, you're a burden!" He said again before I was released, I rested deeply. He just said that because he was angry I knew that.

He was about to speak when his phone suddenly rang. He eyed me and shot me a death glare. "Go out. And if you want to join Psalm over there this Saturday, you'll take care of it. As long as I don't pick you up, you'll take care of it alone."

I immediately nodded and hurried out of her room. Saint can become a devil when he is really mad. His name may sound like an angel but his attitude is ruthless. He kills, he gambles, he do bad things.

I grabbed my shoulder and noticed the swelling. I knew it. His grip will make my skin swollen. I could clearly see the violet color on my skin. I sighed.

I went straight to the kitchen to get the ointment in the first aid kit. I immediately went to my room and applied ointment to my swollen skin.

I bit my lower lip because of the pain when I touch it. It will also disappear after three days.

The next day, Saint and I were silent. He never said a thing, it's good that my sleeve covers my swollen skin. I know sister Mary will be angry with Saint then.

When I arrived in our classroom everyone was quiet. They looked at me again as if I had done something wrong. I rested deeply and sat down in my chair.

But I stopped when I saw what was on my table. Sticky note with: 'meet me at the rooftop' -psalm

I smiled. Psalm is really nice. So I couldn"t stay away from him because he was kind to me. I never had a friend like him.

I immediately obeyed his wishes and went to the rooftop. I saw him leaning against one of the broken bookshelves, I approached him and waved.

"Psalm they allowed me!" I said smiling.

"Really? That's good. Just pick me up at your house, where do you live?" He asked with a smile. I was left speechless, if I told Saint"s address he would know that we live under the same roof.

"Ahm don't, just tell me where we'll meet and what time. My parents will get angry when they see a man outside our house." I lied. Psalm nodded at what I said.

"Why are you sending me here?" I asked.

"Because I came from the national bookstore yesterday and you mentioned you love reading books, right?" My eyes immediately went wide because of what he said, don't tell me?

"I bought you a book. It's The Fault In Our Stars." I smiled and immediately accepted from him the book he gave me. It's hardbound. This is very Expensive.

"Thankyou!" I smiled at him.

"Always, welcome. Come on, we might be late for class." I nodded at him.

Sister Mary would be happy if she found out about this. But I can't help but to think ...

Do I really have a crush on Psalm?

To be continued...