Jay pov
I didn't care about the dinner.
I didn't care that a supposedly dangerous man was arriving, didn't care that kuya Angelo thinks I should dress up, didn't care that Yuri told me to wear something good. And I definitely didn't care that Kiefer was going to be there.
That's not why I had been spending the last hour in my huge humongous closet (which was honestly as big as a room) deciding what to wear. No. I was dressing up for sushi. Because sushi doesn't betray me.😌✌️
Not for him.
Okay, maybe a little bit for him. Not to impress him or to make him fall for me. Or even for something cringe like 'show him what he's missing'. God no, that would be horrible. I was doing this to show that his stupid plan isn't affecting me at all. That I'm perfectly fine and to look like I haven't spent the last week crying silently at nights without letting anyone know. I needed to look strong, untouchable, and unbreakable.
But there was one huge problem. I'm don't like dressing up too hard. Not for him, not for anyone. I'm always simple, and I've always liked simple. I do wear dresses for corporate party's (I wear masks so no one recognises me) but even that I keep pretty simple.
I just didn't feel like it. And if I don't feel like it, I'm not doing it. Doesn't matter who's coming. I wanted to wear something that was me, but also not a hoodie and sweat pants. Or a simple shirt and pant, for that matter.
Frock? Nah. I'm not an angel, wouldn't want to give the headmaster the wrong idea.
Gown? An even bigger nah. Who even wears gowns to someone's house for a simple dinner? Exept for rich elite snobs. And I'm only rich. Not a snob.
Maybe elite? Okay who am I kidding, I literally sold myself to torture for sushi... Definitely NOT elite.
Finally, I spotted a grey outfit that seemed perfect. Not too formal, not too casual, and not too grand. I pulled it on and paired it with blue jeans. I let my long hair fall loose in natural waves, but didn't style it. I was too lazy to. Besides, who cares how I look as long as there's sushi?
I didn't wear makeup either. I liked my natural beauty as it was. If you're thinking I can't say that about myself, I don't care. Even if I wasn't beautiful, I was never really one to care much about how I looked.
And yet I keep getting compliments about my fashion style. And my makeup skills. When I don't even wear makeup. Don't even ask me how that works. I try to tell them I don't wear it, but nobody seems to believe me. They just keep saying shit like 'oh it's ok, you can tell us' or 'dont act like a pick me. We know you're wearing makeup' like, excuse you?! It's annoying, really.
Like, hon, it's not my fault I look better without makeup than you do with it. Honestly, truthfully, I don't even own makeup. Literally just eyeliner, powder, and lipbalm. And even that is exclusively for major events or parties.
Whatever.
I just wore my grey sneakers and left in my car. Yes, my car. Kuya Angelo said he'll give me a ride, but no one has seen my home yet, and if they do... let's just say there's gonna be a LOT of questions about where I got the money from. Aries said he's tagging along too with kuya.
Whatever. After he humiliated me by saying he doesn't care about me in front of section A and section E, when Kiefer was having one of his jealousy episodes, I stopped trying to figure out why he hates me that much. I don't care anymore. I'm done trying to make people like me, even if he is my brother.
At least, that's what I keep telling myself anyway. Maybe if I said it enough times, it would become true. I mean, I know something happened that night we were kidnapped. But is it my fault? Did I stab his dad after seeing blood? Maybe I did. Maybe that's why he hates me...
Shut up brain. You just said you don't care, remember?
I pulled up at the Hanamitchis hotel and saw that Kuya Angelo car was already parked. And so was Kiefer's. Figures. Maybe he came early to plot another plan for someone else with his best friend. Or maybe they were planning how more to humiliate me. Both are manipulative snakes anyway.
I made my way in and went to the 32nd floor. Seriously, WHY IS THERE A 32nd FLOOR?! Like what would happen if electricity cut off and the lift didn't work? A month's worth of cardio would get done, that's what would happen. Or worse- what if someone got stuck inside the lift. What if that person was claustrophobic. Ohh my ghadd.... What if I was stuck in a lift with a person who was claustrophobic when the electricity cut off and they died and I became a suspect because I was in the lift. What would I do then. I mean maybe I could- ding!
The lift landed on the 32nd floor, cutting me off from my beautiful brain's thinking skills. My brothers call it overthinking, I call it imaginative creativity. It's a talent to be able to overthink this much. To be honest, most of the times my overthinking skills is what made me a good CBI officer. Because when I had to find out something or play the detective, I should be able to think from all points of view. Even ones that seem impossible...
That's the thing about your weakness. Most of the time it is your strength. And your strength is your weakness too. Like if your strength is being fast, then that's your weakness too as sometimes you shouldn't rush things.
Wait- why am I even talking about strength and weakness again. Wasn't I complaining about the unnecessary extra floors? Whatever. Blame my brain.
As I entered the house, I saw that they all were already seated at the dining table. I spotted Kiefer, he hadn't taken his eyes of me ever since I arrived. I was about to sit at the far end of the table away from everyone, but Kuya Angelo shot me glare and gestured for me to sit next to Yuri. I rolled my eyes and sat beside him. Kiefer's jaw clenched, if looks could kill- Yuri would be under the ground by now.
Yes! I wanted to shout. Fight! Kill each other. Then I'd be peaceful AND unmarried.
As I sat down, Mrs Hanamitchi frowned and fixed me with the most judgemental expression I have ever seen, in the history of *showcasing emotions in your face* (that is *showing expression*, if you didn't catch that😌✌️).
I raised an eyebrow. She scowled.
"That is what you're wearing? You represent the Hanamitchis officially, insolent girl! You shouldn't be dressed like the maids in our house. Go change! I'll arrange a dress for you." Her expression disgusted. I tilted my head and smiled.
"Be happy I agreed to come here in the first place. Don't tell me what to wear, or what to do. I decide that. If you can't appreciate who I am, I can gladly go back home. After all I didn't ask to be here. I was forced." I replied calmly.
"You- you dare accuse us of controlling you? You're indirectly saying we forced you?" She asked, her face turning red with anger.
"No, of course not." Mrs Hanamitchi smiled. "I'm accusing you of blackmailing me. And I'm not indirectly telling you forced me here. I'm directly saying you forced me here." I said, my voice still in a polite mask, but my words anything but. Her smug smile evaporated.
She glared at me and muttered under her breath that even her maids have a better fashion sense. My eye twitched.
Control. Be polite.
By the looks of how things were going, I already knew this was going to end with either possibilities:
1) The Hanamitchis getting bankrupt.
2) They push me too far and end up in a hospital. Minor injuries, of course.
It's not my fault. She's comparing me to a maid. What do you expect me to do, clean her mind? No. I'll just clean a few of her bones.😌
By breaking it...
I hoped it would be the first one (bankruptcy). Physical violence lawsuits were nasty to deal with, especially if the people who filed it are the type of people who would sue someone for breathing too loudly around them. *Ahem* Like *ahem* the *ahem* Hanamitchis...
Who said that? Not me.. must've been the wind.😌✌️
Just then, the door opened and the headmaster stepped in..
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Y'all I'm backkk!
Yay! I'm so stressed for disappearing. Also a lot of you had asked for 3-4 chapters in one day... I'm so damn sorry but I don't think I can. I still have homework and tuition piled up.
I'll try my best. But rest assured, you all will atleast one chapter aday from now on.
I will definitely post regularly. Genuinely sorry for not being able to fulfill your request. Will try. Also, to all those of you who are waiting for me to post- Thank you so much for sticking around. I hope the chapter is worth the wait!