C9 Shouldn’t you be wearing shoes, Miss Grey?

I didn’t have to look at him to see the discontented look he was giving me but it suddenly disappeared and turned into an oddly calm and careless demeanor.

“Are you done?” He asked as though I was going to throw a long continuous tantrum.

Fernando held a worried look while Alberto had an amused expression on his face. Romano of course remained as cool and collected as always.

Sinister stood up and walked towards me with a dangerous sharp look in his eyes, “ Miss, It isn’t an option to you.”

“And what makes you think I’ll listen to you?” I quickly shot back returning the glare.

Before any of us could talk back, Fernando interrupted, “ it’s best you go to the function with us Becky, it wouldn’t be safe for you to stay here alone.”

Turning my attending back to Sinister, I folded my hands, “ I doubt that’s the reason you want me to go.”

“ you’re are right, I wouldn’t care less about you.” He replied as he walked away from me.

“ wow! I’ve never seen a girl that would be brave enough to talk back at him. Maybe you should put away those claws of yours around him Kitten.” Alberto said to me.

After much thinking and the departure of everyone I finally came to a conclusion of whether I should attend the function or not. Besides, it would be of the best interest if I went along with them. I could gather up information about my brother.

“Hurry up and get ready, we don’t have to be waiting for you.” Romano spat at me even though I never told him I agreed to go yet.

“ okay fine, But I’m not going because you told me to. I’m going because I feel like it and that dress is gorgeous.”

Spitefully, I took a while to get ready. I mean, what’s the worst he could do to me? Leave me?

The dress actually had fit me perfectly, almost like I was made for it.

~hm, feeling your self huh?~ Shut up inner voice!

I pinned my hair up (Nothing too impressive, I mean a five year old could have done that) and did only a little makeup. I just hated wearing all those heavy stuffs like foundation and the rest. Eyeliner and mascara are usually what I’d go for, and a little lip colour, but not too bright. Honestly, I just wasn’t feeling in the best mood for this occasion.

As I stepped out of the room, I saw him already in his suit waiting impatiently, “ If you were going to have me wait this long I’d expect something prettier.”

“You’re not that important to me, so why should I dress up for you? Besides, I don’t care what ‘your’ kind of people thinks about me.” I said rolling my eyes.

Those individuals in the upper class always annoyed me, the bratty ones that is. Even though that Greens were of that class they always distanced themselves from that kind of cult and I highly admired that about them. Maybe it’s because they were old and liked the little things in life now? Who knew? One thing for certain was that I missed them, I missed Grace and Tessa, I missed my best friend too. I just wanted to see and be with them.

I missed my best friend so much!

“Shouldn’t you be wearing shoes, Miss Grey?” Sinister asked arching an eyebrow.

Oh my! I never thought of that.

“I…Uh….I don’t….” I stuttered, feeling a bit awkward to tell him I don’t have any.

“They’re on the table over there.” He said carelessly as he tilted his head to a bag.

Opening the bag, I found the highest pair of shoe ever. Actually, they weren’t the highest but they were to me who could barely walk well in flats, talk less of heels.

“I can’t wear this.”

Irritated, he walked up to me,” Put the shoes on now you are wasting my time.”

“No Sinister, I can’t!”

It seemed as though I really made him pissed.

“It’s too high, I’ve never worn a shoe this high. I can’t walk in them.” I said calmly as I remembered the time Mrs. Greens took me to a pageant after party with her. It was the most embarrassing day to me because she had me put on this very high heels and I couldn’t walk three step with them without clinging onto something. And this heel in front of me right now was twice the height of that shoe.

“You don’t care what ‘My’ kind of people think of you right? So why should you worry?” He arched his brows at me and gave me a look of disgust.

It’s official. This guy hates me!

“ you’ll put it on during the ride there.” And with that, he walked out the door without a care.

Arrogant bastard.

I sighed reluctantly as I followed behind him, coming out the room I noticed few of the maids and employees watching me.

God I hated being stared at!

Everyone was already in the Limo when Sinister and I got in. As we took her sitting places Alberto asked, ”what were you both doing that was taking that much time?”

At that moment I felt a bit awful that I was keeping everyone waiting. And to rub salt in my wounds, Sinister held no remorse as he spoke,” She was busy throwing another tantrum.”

“It’s one of the perks of having a woman.” Alberto grinned and threw a wink at me.

I was feeling immensely uncomfortable at that moment and during the ride, I just wanted to wake up and tell myself that this is not real, it was only a dream. Or maybe I’m being pranked, I would love for that right now. But then reality h it t me and I realized that I had actually really been pushed into a pond, scored injuries that could hurt for a lifetime, and I’m wearing a shoe that I don’t even know how to walk in. Sinister was probably going to attract attention for everyone to look at me and how horribly shameful I would be at the function.