13
As I nervously drive to my sister's apartment with Roven, I figure out how to convince my dad that Nate is good for me. He'll probably just hear what he wants and turn the words in my mouth. If my father doesn't like something, it has to be stopped and unfortunately this is the case.
As I look out the window, lost in thought, my cell phone rings and I answer it without even looking at my brother.
"How are you?" comes the most beautiful voice, gives me goosebumps and calms me down.
"Nervous, but everything else is fine. I hope he's calmed down. Don't worry," I reply, running my fingers through my hair and playing with my rings.
"I'll come see you tonight after my lawyer appointment. I won't worry until you're back in my arms, by then I'll probably be thinking about you all the time. You mean way too much to me already , Sophia and I can't say with full conviction whether I should approve of that." Nate sighs into the phone and my stomach cramps.
He seems perfect but I kind of have a feeling he's going to do something that will completely destroy me. I just hope I'm wrong.
"You me too, see you Panther.", I mumble and hang up after he has given a short "bye".
Shortly afterwards we arrive at Flora's and I can't even explain how excited I am. Even though I know Dad is angry and disappointed, I hope he missed me as much as I did him. We haven't seen each other for almost four months and I long for his affection.
When I get to the door, I take a deep breath before I feel my brother's arms around my body. Strong and familiar, its warmth envelops me and I sigh.
"Keep calm, it's just Dad, Bambi." Roven whispers and I nod before he knocks on the door and it's instantly opened by my sister.
"I don't want to hear anything, Flora." I hiss angrily and push past her into the living room, where I bump into my handsome father, who scowls at me and breaks my heart.
The tears block my vision, as he walks past me to Roven and hugs him, my heart seems to be beneath them both. I was not expecting that. He must be really disappointed in me, but breaking my heart like that?
"I hope this 'relationship' or this 'something' you're having with Vance is already over, Sophia." His voice finally comes out and the cold in it sends goosebumps all over my body.
"Dad, he means something to me," I murmur, trying to make eye contact, looking into his brown eyes, but he keeps looking away.
"What does he mean to you, Sophia?!" he yells out of nowhere and I can literally feel my heart sink into my pants.
"He's married! What can a married man mean to you? You won't see this man again, Sophia. I'm sending you to Australia to the Versace agency. You won't stay a second longer in New York."
His voice is ice cold and I don't recognize my father in it at all.
"I'll keep seeing him, Dad! I'm 22 years old. You have nothing to say to me!" I yell back, angry at his incomprehension.
"You're not acting your age, Sophia. And as long as you don't, I'll send you away and if Vance follows her, I'll send you to Canada to a girls' boarding school and believe me, nobody will ever see anything of you again Listen."
His brown eyes flash menacingly, startling me and I turn away as a sob suddenly escapes me.
"Why don't you want me to be with him Dad? What did he do to you?? And how can you forbid me to be with someone I really care about while you've let Flora get away with everything. He may be older but i like to remind you that your last wife was younger than my sister and he is only 5 years older his wife gave his name and today the last papers will be signed what bothers you so much about our relationship ??" I yell at him, can hardly pull myself together because he treats me and looks at me like I'm four.
"Because he works with your mother Sophia! He supports her in her work and I don't want you to have anything to do with that woman in any way! Who knows, maybe he slept with her too and she has him like that got her to give her financial support. Eventually she'll show up here again and eventually she'll meet you and tell you stories that aren't true and you're going to hate me and I don't want that! Damn it! You're going to leave him and Come back to Miami with me." He finishes his yelling and as he speaks my chin almost falls to the floor.
The words arrive in my head and cause pain all over my body.
How could he not tell me something so important? Didn't he think about the consequences or did it just seem unnecessary to him?
My heart breaks again and I sob softly into my hands before looking up and finally looking straight into my father's eyes.
"I'll leave him but I'll stay in New York, please Dad." I say, swallowing and wiping the tears from the corners of my eyes.
"Promise me to stay away from him," my father sighs, slowly walking towards me and when I nod vigorously, he hugs me tightly.
My heart seems to be healing, but it still hurts to think that Nate betrayed me so badly.
"I'm sorry for yelling at you and punishing you with cold, but I knew that you wouldn't do what you had to do otherwise. I love you Snowflake and you own a big part of my heart just like yours Siblings, and being let down by you broke me. Do you forgive your old man?" he asks, brushing my hair away from my face.
I immediately nod and mumble an "I'm sorry" to also apologize for my yelling.
I never expected Nate to have anything to do with my mother and finding out about it shattered my worldview. I can't stay with him a second longer, even though I'm already madly in love with him.
I barely remember getting to Nate's apartment, I was suddenly standing in front of his door.
My heart is racing and the pain, which is increasing every second, makes me weak.
Nathaniel opens the door for me and his stern features suddenly soften, even a smile appears on his lips and I feel my chest tighten.
"How did the conversation with your father go?" he asks and when his hands brush my arms I swallow hard because he got me all hot for him again in a matter of seconds.
"When were you going to tell me that you work with my mother?" I reply, looking into his eyes, resisting the intense green that is shining at me.
Nate's face loses all color and I can tell from his posture how nervous he's getting.
I was so hoping that wasn't true, but here I am and the answer is in his body language.
had sex with you multiple times only to get so wrecked. But everything has a reason and apparently it had to happen that way. I never want to hear from you again or have anything to do with you. Farewell, Nathaniel. Stay with your wife, she'll probably be the only one who puts up with your bullshit."
With these words I turn around and leave the apartment, feeling pride for the harsh words but also pain for the loss I had to suffer after such a short time.
Destiny will know what happens to me and I will accept it, I always have and will do the same in the future.












