Liah's pov
While going down the stairs, I saw the couple sitting comfortably on the sofa. Both of them looking young and good-looking, now I see where Dylan got his good looks from. They gazed at their son before finally fixing their gaze on me, making my heart nearly stop beating.
"Mom, Dad you're home" Dylan greeted them when we finally reached the end of the stairs.
"Yes son. How was school today" Mrs Matthews asked Dylan.
"Was cool Mom. How was your day?" He asked her.
"Very good dear" she smiled gently at him before looking at me again.
"Good evening Mr and Mrs Matthews" I greeted them nervously without raising my head. I wish the ground could just open up and swallow me right now.
"Hello dear. How are you?" Mrs Matthews asked me gently.
I raised my head to look at her before answering
"I'm fine ma"
"What's your name?" She asked me again.
"Liah Martins" I replied. Her gentle voice making me braver.
I looked at Mr Matthews and he was also looking at me with a gentle and curious gaze. His parents seem nice and they don't look like arrogant people, then where did Dylan get his arrogant behavior from.
"Liah. What a beautiful name for a beautiful girl" Mrs Matthews said. I blushed at her compliment.
"Thank you ma"
"Where did you know Dylan from?" Mr Matthews asked. I looked at him straight in the eyes to see if he meant something bad but his eyes were just filled with curiosity. I sighed in relief inwardly.
Mrs Matthews used her right elbow to jab him at the waist and glared at him. Mr Matthews looked at her with his raised eyebrows as if to say 'what did I do wrong'.
"Don't mind him dear. You don't need to answer the question" she said
"Oh not a problem Mrs Matthews. Dylan is my classmate" I quickly replied and she flashed a smile at me while her husband nodded.
"Oh dear, pardon my manners. Please take a seat" she said apologetically.
"No need, I'm done here and should take my leave now. Bye" I said as I waved at them, pulling Dylan along who have been smiling like a fool all along.
"Bye dear, take care" I heard her voice from behind me.
"I'll drop you off" Dylan said.
"You have a car?" I asked puzzled. He have never driven one to school before.
"Oh please, I have cars baby girl" he replied and I was stunned at his words. How can an eighteen years old guy have cars. Don't his parents know what to use their money for? Are they that rich? Dylan have never told me how rich his family was before. As if he noticed my shock, he started explaining.
"Listen carefully missus, the Dylan family is the most prestigious family in this country. You just don't know these things" he said with a smug smile on his face. I looked at him as if he had grown horns on his head. The most prestigious family in New York is the Einstein family, everyone knows that. Have he gone nuts?
Suddenly he smacked his head and said "my family's real name is Einstein. We just answer Matthews to keep a low key. Do you believe me now". Of course I didn't. How am I supposed to believe that the Einstein family is so down to earth and I am standing with the heir. I remember reading in the news that the Einstein family has only one son although he have never shown his in both interviews and public places so no one knows who he really is. Could he be saying the truth?
"You still don't believe me, do you? Alright then I'll prove it to you" he said, still smiling as he went inside, coming out with a piece of paper. He handed the paper to me.
I collected it and went through it, realizing it was his birth certificate. The name on it was boldly written 'DYLAN EINSTEIN'. I stared at the paper in my hands in shock.
"Ok ok, that's enough" he said and snatched the paper back.
"But if your real name is Einstein, why don't you answer it? Why do you answer Matthews instead?" I asked, not understanding his decision.
"I just want to live a normal life. I don't want all those unnecessary attention. Can you please keep it a secret. I'm not ready for people to know yet, at least till I graduate from high school" he said and looked at me with anticipation.
What did he say? He don't want unnecessary attention? Is he blind or what? If he says he don't want unnecessary attention, then what does he call the attention he gets at school and even right now as we stand outside, necessary? I rolled my eyes at him.
"If you say it's a secret, why did you tell me in the first place?" I asked him
"Because I trust you and I want to get closer to you. I want to be the person you can also confide in" he said, looking at me earnestly.
I just stared at him without saying anything.
After sometime when he noticed I wasn't ready to reply him, he said "let me go get my car" and left. I looked at his back as he left when I heard a male voice from behind me,
"Hello pretty"
I turned and saw a tall, good-looking guy with jet black hair and blue eyes. I looked at him for about two seconds before I decided to reply. I didn't want to seem rude.
"Hi" I replied before turning back to look at the direction Dylan went.
"My name is George. What's your name?" I heard his voice again. Ugh, can't he see that I don't want to talk to him. I decided to ignore him.
"Hey beautiful, I'm talking to you" he said again. Seems like this guy is persistent.
"I don't want to tell you my name Mr George" I replied sharply without even turning back to look at him. Suddenly I felt someone grab my arm and turned me to face him,
"You shouldn't be rude, pretty. You should reply a person when they are talking to you" he said, his eyes almost red with anger.
"Hey have you gone mad? Let me go" I shouted, trying to free myself from his grasp.
"Still trying to act tough huh?" He said and started pulling me to God knows where.
"Where are you taking me? Let me go. Are you crazy?" I started panicking, thinking of a way to save myself. Just at that moment, a strong hand grasped my other hand and yanked me towards him, freeing me from George's grasp in the process. I released myself from the person's embrace and turned to look at his face. Relief washed over me as I saw Dylan's face.
"Hey man, what do you think you are doing holding my girl like that?"
Dylan's pov
My girl? Did he just say my girl? I lost my sense of reasoning after hearing those words from his filthy mouth. I stormed forward, grabbed his collar and started raining punches on his God forsaken face. How dare he call my Liah his girl? He really have a death wish. I kept on punching on him with no intention to stop even as his face was already covered with blood.
"Dylan stop. Please stop, you'll kill him" Liah said with a hint of fear as she tried to pull me away but I was so angry that I couldn't stop myself until maybe if I confirmed he was dead already.
"Dylan please, please I beg you" I heard her voice again and this time I decided to give in since the bastard was almost dead anyway. I grabbed my handkerchief from my pocket and wiped my bloodied hands before dialing Gale's number on my phone. Gale is the bodyguard I personally picked from Dazi group. Dazi group is the most fearless, powerful and stongest group of bodyguards in New York and the group belongs to the Einstein family. Gale is the strongest, fastest and most efficient among them, that's why I pleaded with my father to give him to me as my personal bodyguard although he is not allowed to follow me unless I call him.
"Young sir" his voice came through the phone.
"Come over and take care of the matter here" I said and cut the call.
"Who was that?" Liah asked me as I grabbed her hand and leading her to my car.