The Confusions Of Love - Chapter 10 Paul

I woke up late but nevertheless before her. I looked at the girl lying next to me. Her blond hair was a mess around her. The clean makeup face was better than it was yesterday with all that heavy makeup. I got up from the bed and she grunted, turning from shore to me and pulling the covers up over her head.

I gave a half smile, amused. I took a hot shower and dressed in the clothes I had brought yesterday to change. Jeans and a sleeveless shirt. I looked again at the bed and Elisabeth still did not wake up, but it did not surprise me, it was a busy day yesterday.

I decided to ask for room service and looked at my messages on my cell phone. Jake was annoying and erased his messages without reading. My mother and my parents wanted to have dinner with us today and I confirmed that we would go after installing Elisabeth at my house.

Someone knocked on the door and I went up to her to open the door. The waiter brought the cart full of food and set it all down on the table in the next room. After setting everything on the table he left. I went to bed.

_ Elizabeth _ I called trying to wake her _ Hi. She looked at me forcing her eyes to see me.

“Where are your glasses?” I asked.

_ At home_ answered by sitting and adjusting his hair in a hurry_ How many hours?

“Almost half a day,” I answered, getting up. “Did I order breakfast or should I say lunch?”

_ First I go …

She did not finish speaking, hurried to the bathroom and slammed the door. She still wore my shirt and nothing else. I did not allow myself to think anything more than that. I sat down at the table waiting for her.

When she came back she was still alone with the T-shirt and hair tied in a ponytail. She sat down beside me.

_ I did not bring clothes to change _ she asked for a glass of juice.

_ I am thought that no_ eat quietly for one minute.

_ Can I wear your sweatpants?

I laughed, unable to hold myself. Yesterday she took my shirt and today she wants my pants.

“Of course,” I agreed, smiling.

_ Sorry, but I have nothing to wear without being that dress. And I do not want to wear it again.

_ I know_ I felt bad for not having remembered this, if I had remembered I could have sent someone to get something better.

“What are we going to do today?” She asked me as she ate.

“Let’s get your stuff and take it to my house,” I told her, watching her reaction. “Then we’ll have dinner at my parents’ house.

“Okay,” she agreed, averting her gaze.

At Elizabeth’s house there was no one waiting for her, just a small, chubby lady, who rushed as soon as we entered.

_ The girl_ she hugged Elizabeth tight then walked away, looked up and down and then hugged her again_ I knew you had to get married in place of your sister.

“Yes,” she said with a small smile, as if she did not care, but I saw her eyes shining. “Something like that happened. I’m going to move today.

The lady looked at me irritably as if it were all my fault.

“And you?” She asked haughtily. “Who would you be?

_ This is my husband_ Elizabeth introduced me laughing softly, finding grace_ Paul. Paul, this is Miss Dona, she is our cook and runs the house.

“I saw this kid growing up,” she told me. “She’s a great girl, you better take care of her right. I’ll keep an eye on you.

I found it amusing, like her friends, it seems Elizabeth was surrounded by people who really liked her.

_ I entendi_ agreed.

“Where are my parents?” She asked.

“Your mother left early,” she told him. “Your father also left soon after. They did not tell me where they were going.

“I see,” she looked at me. “You can wait down here if you want.”

“No, I’ll help you pack your things,” I told her.

Her room was tidy and clean, large and airy. She went straight to the table in the corner covered with books and papers. He removed his contact lenses and put on his glasses. I had to admit that I preferred it when she wore them. She grabbed some clothes from the closet and headed for a bathroom next door.

_ I’ll be right back, I’ll just change my clothes.

“I’ll wait here.

As she went into the bathroom, I went to her messy table of papers. Beside it was a pink folder, even though I knew I should not have opened it. Old proofs, from the last year up to this current date were stored all A no B or A – only A. Works also only the highest grades. Now I understood what Jake said about her being smart.

On the table I also found university-level administration books. She could read that, I wondered. Pictures of her at all ages were nailed to the wall. Not just her, Kelly and Tessa were in most of them. But what surprised me was that there was none of it with her family, her parents, or even her sister. Only your friends.

I looked around to see if I’d let any of them pass. And I was right there was not any.

“What are you doing?” She asked me entering the room. She took a shower, I noticed. She was wearing shorts with a red blouse, leaving her shoulders out. It was beautiful.

_ Nothing _ replied_ Just seeing your photos. I’ve seen it too. I’ve shown her her briefcase with proofs and old works. Your parents should be proud of you.

_ You can say that yes_ but she did not seem certain of that.

He turned his back on me and took some suitcases from the wardrobe. I started to help.

Two hours later Elizabeth’s things were all in my car and we were going home.

“How many things do you have,” I said again, looking at the suitcases in the backseat.

“No big deal,” she said, adjusting her glasses.

_ Know.

Having a teenager living with me was not really what I was expecting from this marriage, but here we were in my apartment putting things in my living room.

_ Mr. Drummond, Mrs. Drummond welcome back.

Juliet was my housekeeper and my cook. She took care of everything, but she was a little worried when she knew she was getting married. She thought something would change around here.

“I told you it’s Paul, Juliet,” I told her.

“I know, but I wanted to try to say it just once.” She reached out and reached for Elizabeth and smiled. “It’s nice to meet you. I hope we can get along.

“Me too,” she replied taking her outstretched hand.

“Your mother was here.” Juliet told me. “She left a message for you.

“What is it?” I asked.

“You intended to put her in the guest room, right?” She asked me, but kept smiling at Elizabeth. Actually, he did.

“What have you got?” I asked. Elizabeth looked at me, waiting.

_ She said that from today you two have to sleep together.

I kept quiet waiting for her to say that this was a joke. Elizabeth seemed to want to say the same as she was quiet and silent.

“Did she really say that?” I asked.

_ Yes_ she laughed_ If you did not sleep together in the same bed, your mother said that she would spend some time here.

Are you kidding me? She could not do it right? Forget it, she sure would do that and more.

“Come on,” I said to the two of them as I grabbed two of the bags. “Elizabeth will take you to pack your things in my room.

_ You always call me Elizabeth_ she told me coming in and looking around my interested room_ My friends call me Lisa.

“I know, somehow and not knowing why I did not want to call her Lisa like her friends, but if she wanted to, then I’d call her Lisa.

She smiled. Juliet came in carrying more suitcases with clothes.

“How many clothes do you have?” She asked interestedly.

_ Many_ replied with a shrug_ Being a daughter of the Reymond family I had to have clothes for all kinds of occasions. My mother bought all of them. But I will donate most of them. I do not need all of them now.

“Are you sure?” Juliet asked, interested in the clothes. “But they’re beautiful. Look at this, some of them are still labeled.

“I said.” Lisa shrugged. I saw the way she looked at the clothes when she packed them inside the suitcase. She had no interest in those clothes. “It was my mother who bought it. You can keep them if you want.

Juliet was a single mother so she was certainly interested in the clothes, but looked at me as if asking permission. If Lisa did not want them anymore I did not care. I shrugged my shoulders.

_ My clothes_ said to her_ You can get places for your things along with mine.

“It’s really your mother and I’ve already taken care of that,” she told me. “Let’s pack everything up here. You can go out.

They were dismissing me, two pairs of eyes watching me expectantly, waiting for me to leave.

_ OK, I’m leaving I was expelled from my own room, was that what it meant to be married?