“Don’t be silly, Brooklyn.”
I think I’d rather prefer the uncomfortable silence, his short responses are not something I’m used to, but he said he hadgot what he wanted, maybe the appeal he had in me had all but disappeared when he had taken what he wanted.
“Have I done something wrong?”
“No.”
But I had done something wrong. I had ruined everything by playing this game with him, and now it was awkward and uncomfortable.
“I can leave on Sunday with Kate.”
“Why would you do that? I need you to be my assistant like you promised you would for the summer.”
Right, so I wasn’t getting out of that one.
Kate hurriedly walks up to us, which I’m oddly grateful for. If I had to take one more snappy response from her sullen daddy, I might just jump overboard to get away from him.
“No, not for me.” He says, “I’m getting off at the next stop.”
“But why?” She whines.
“I have a meeting.”
“You’re working on a weekend.” She shrieks.
“Don’t be dramatic, Kate. Spend time with your friend, have fun, and I will see you later.” He kisses her on the cheek and walks away from both of us.
“I wonder what crawled up his ass.” She sighs.
So, it wasn’t just me; he was acting rather off and strange.
“It’s so weird because the boat was his idea.”
“It was?” She nods. “Of course, it was.”
“We will get off further into town but for now—.” She clinks her glass against mine. “Cheers.”
“Cheers.” I feign a smile that doesn’t want to be placed upon my lips and sip the cocktail in my hand, hoping it can wash away the foul taste he has just left in my mouth.
It Always Rains
Ihad tried to enjoy ‘Kate’s day of fun’ but I just kept getting a niggling feeling in the pit of my stomach, I wasn’t sure if it was because Dean had been so cold towards me or maybe it was that I cared.
Look, I was doing it again, making a man the centre of my universe, except this time the man wasn’t even mine.
I wouldn’t let another man break me—I swore to myself. I would do the summer as his assistant, and then I’d walk away. It was the best way for everyone.
Kate never suspected that I wasn’t enjoying myself. I had gotten used to faking smiles to hide my sadness.
It’s funny, isn’t it, what you do for others to make them feel comfortable all the while inside you’re just screaming except nobody can hear you?
It’s strictly business, so why, when I find my way back at his house to get ready for the evening’s festivities, why do I find myself searching for him.
“Who you looking for?”
“Nobody.” I’m not sure she believes me because she smiles.
“Daddy won’t be here yet, all business that one—unless it’s really pleasure.” She winks.
