More Than A Maid

Peter’s POV

“Hi guys” I sighted them from far away, I rubbed my face and tried to brighten up my mood. Then I hurried up to catch up with them.

“You were the one who suggested we meet, now you are just coming” Francis said.

“Uhn, sorry” I muttered.

“So what’s wrong? ” Vincent asked.

“Oh! The impromptu meeting? I suggest we go to the gym, I’m bored of staying at home” I said.

“No, I mean what’s wrong? You don’t seem fine” Vincent scrutinized my look.

“And did you just say you are bored of staying at home. What about Bella? She isn’t around to keep your lonely company?”

“No, She’s at home” I didn’t know why they were asking after her. They must have known that we have something in common; (feelings)

“Are you both quarreling?” Vincent asked me. I didn’t answer that question.

” I see. They are having a lovers quarrel” Francis said.

“No, we are not. Forget it guys, I just wanna be away from home. It’s not Bella” I told them.

“Is it Monica?” Vincent guessed right.

“Aarrgh!” I rubbed my face. “I’m sick and tired of this shit!” I groaned.

“What is it?” Francis asked.

“So it’s Monica. How is she making you feel like staying away from home?” Vincent added.

“It’s easy, they let her in. You don’t have to leave Bella alone at home” Francis added.

“Gosh! Where do I start from?” I scratched my head. “Vincent, have you two been okay?” I asked him first.

“Not really. She barely pick up my calls but I’m not giving up” He said and I sighed.

I sighed again: “My parents are back, they are at home and apparently, my motherwant Monica and I to be together. Obviously, her parents wants it too” I said.

“Asper, we’ve known eachother since we were little, our parents works together. Little did they know that all these doesn’t matter” I added.

I noticed Vincent furrowed his brows.

“I swear, I don’t like Monica one bit. I’m so confused, I don’t know what to do” I said but Vincent didn’t say anything. He stared at me as if I’m sort of a betrayer.

“You know what to do Peter” Francis said, tapping my shoulders.

“I don’t. Guys, you don’t know the complicated shit I have found myself in … I’ve never been as vexed and confused as I am now… I needed some breathing space, that’s why I left home” I briefly explained to them, most especially to Vincent.

“And does that changes the fact that you might end up with my Monica just like your parents wants?” Vincent finally spoke up.

“I can never be in love with Monica. She’s giving me headache. The … the one whom I like is .. is Bella” I confessed to them.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

“Obviously. I mean who doesn’t know that” Francis said.

“Even you Vincent. You know I feel absolutely nothing for Monica” I said.

“And he didn’t tell me he likes Monica but apparently, it’s obvious. You like Bella and he likes Monica while I…”

I interrupted him, I wasn’t ready for the jovial chitchat, I just wanna let Vincent know that any of these isn’t my fault.

“It’s not my fault” I muttered.

“I know right. It’s my fault” Vincent muttered back. That response sounds sarcastic.

“Hmmmn Vincent, only you can help Peter” Francis said.

“How? Are you saying anything of this is my fault? What’s my business? Or is it a crime to be in love with someone, he’s practically match made with?” Vincent tried to justify himself.

“No it’s not a crime. And that’s not even what I’m trying to say. You can help him by making Monica like you” Francis said.

“I’ve tried my best Francis, you don’t know anything. Listen Peter, just say you want me to give up on Monica. Fine I will” Vincent concluded.

Geeez! Why won’t he just try to understand me? We were only being matchmake, it doesn’t mean that I have accepted.

“No, Vincent. Hear me out. Do not see me as betrayer!” I pleaded.

Francis only stood there, watching us.

“I don’t want to. But this is hard for me too. Guys, I don’t think I can come along to the gym. I’m suddenly not feeling okay with the bad news Peter has just spelled out” Vincent announced.

“Hold on Vincent!” Francis tried to stop him.

“C’mon guy. Don’t be mad at me” I said.

“I’m not mad at you. I just need some breathing space and some time away from you as you have just became my rival. Meanwhile, we are still cool” With that, he walked away and didn’t look back at us.

I broke down.

The relationship calamity that has fallen upon me at home has now affected my friend.

“Come on Peter. Vincent will definitely come around. He is feeling just the same way you are feeling, you are both downcast and it’s not any of you fault. So come on” Francis came closer to console me.

“I don’t know how this is gonna end especially the fact that there’s nothing I can do about it” I spoke coldly.

“You don’t have to worry Peter, everything is gonna be just fine” Francis continued to console me.

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To Be Continued