Margie> Nadech's younger sister
Boy> Mint's older brother
Mint> Nadech's first love
Yes, there are side characters in this story but the fic won't be focusing on them as the story revolves around Khuntoria and Yadech. yay!
A/N: This chapter is somewhat RATED and suggestive. Go figure why! *teehee*
Chapter 4: Home Sweet Home
- Nadech’s POV -
We were on our way to the outskirts of the city for a two-day trip to Anakarpat. God. It was longer than I’ve ever imagined. I felt quite guilty that it took me nearly a decade to set foot on our province again. I checked the rear-view mirror. The mansion got smaller and smaller as we drove farther. We were indeed leaving her homestead. It was all real.
Looking at the mirror, I saw Yaya. The frown on her face worsened the minute she saw a billboard featuring Nickhun. It was a soda ad. “Erm. Uhm.” I scoffed, trying hard to distract her from her sulking.
I looked over my shoulder to find Yaya mustering her courage to speak to me. Her old feisty self was lost to the battle, her battle. I shook the thought of mentioning anything ‘bout their breakup in my mind, fearing that it would add insult to injury. “None. Nothing, miss.”
She winced. Her fidgeting hands grabbed the hem of her coat tighter to her body. I saw tears permeated at the corner of her eyes as she looked away and studied the view outside the car’s window again. “I’m scared.” Her words fleeted almost to a whisper. “Nadech, I’m scared.” Her shoulders trembled in synchrony with her body. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
“Sssshhh. Don’t say that.” I hesitated but aimed to ease her pain or any ounce of it. “You’re in this battle alone. You must remember that you can only trust yourself and become stronger.” I didn’t know what got me to let such sugar-coated words flow right out of my mouth.
She shook her head and simpered just a little bit. “I guess I should. Thank you, Nadech.” A soft yawn curved on her face as she drifted to sleep. I watched her breathe steadily, knowing how difficult it was to be in her shoes.
‘You’ll succeed, Yaya. You can move on. People forget and move on.’ My thoughts lingered at my pained but not so distant past. I knew that Yaya was up for a challenge and that she’d make it. I did, so would she.
“We’re here.” My words garbled into thin air as we neared my family’s humble abode. Yaya and I, then, got out of the car and marched toward the doorstep.
“Nit Noi?” A quaky voice shrilled as the door opened before us. “Nit Noi! Nit Noi!” The voice grew far more excited at the realization that it was indeed me right there at our doorstep. “Ma! Auntie! Nit Noi is here.”
What transpired soon afterwards was a fiasco involving the female members of the family and me.
“Nit Noi?” My mom barged out of the door and gave me her signature choke-inducing hug. “Nit Noi! You’re here! Where’s your father?” The joy on her face didn’t waver.
“He’s at work.” I pressed my lips tighter as her hug crushed every ligament in my body. “Mom. Can’t. Breathe. Please.” I gasped for air.
She denied my plea and instead hugged me even tighter. “You, Nit Noi can’t stop your mom! You’ve grown up! I miss you.” The minute she noticed Yaya, she tentatively let go of me. “Who is this pretty lady, Nit Noi?” She asked all too knowingly as she fixed my coat.
“Nit Noi?” My auntie trailed off next to my mom. “Is she your girlfriend? She’s beautiful.”
I looked at Yaya. Indeed, she was gorgeous. “No. No. No. No.” My head swung from left to right at the mere denial of it. How would Yaya react to this circus? She would be offended. ‘You must make yourself clear. She’s your boss’s daughter, Nadech.’ “Mom, she’s the daughter of our boss.”
“Oh.” The shriek my mom voiced was hilarious as she suddenly turned polite and self-conscious with the recognition of our guest.
From my periphery, I saw Yaya stifled a laugh. Her facial expression softened. Thank God she did. If not, this entire embarrassment would be the death of me. Next thing I knew, she was giggling at the scene she witnessed and was shaking my family’s hands one by one.
“Hi, I’m Yaya.” She bowed slightly and gave a heartfelt smile along with her introduction. “Thank you for letting us stay here for the meantime in such a short notice.”
“No, thank you, miss.” My mom, auntie, and sister showed their appreciation in chorus. “It’s our pleasure to have you here,” mom seconded.
I turned to Yaya and mouthed ‘thank you’ as I placed my arms on mom’s shoulders. “Let me get your luggage, miss.” I went near her and saw her smile widened.
“Why certainly yes, Nit Noi,” she whispered to my ear as I busily fetch her bag. Her warm breath brushed the lobe of my ear. Small electric currents ran under my skin, making my heart pound and my knees tremble. I straightened my back and faced her.
She raised her brows and mustered a smirk. “Nadech, I haven’t realized that someone as confident, able, charming, and strong as you would be called Nit Noi down here.” She coaxed with a teasing pout. “Doesn’t suit you at all, but I like it.”
It only took those little innocent actions from Yaya for me to turn beet red on my face and steel hard somewhere else. ‘Nadech, should you already regret your stupid decision?’ The thought invoked opposite reactions from both of my heads: the hard one replied an irrevocable no; the logical one said ‘hell yes.’