03

I breathed out in relief.

« I’m fine. » I said very plainly. I still recall the dinner thing, her screaming about my dad. I’m not forgiving her until I want to, I might be a bitch but who cares honestly.

« Honey, I already apologize, what more do you want ? » She crosses her arms over her chest. Her face is scrunched up in frustration.

« Can you give me a new mom ? » I lightly pushed her out of the way, I walked down the stairs.

I placed my box beside all my other boxes in my mom’s car. I gently push all of the boxes back making sure I leave no space untouched, I needed to fit everything somehow. Now that I think about it, I haven’t seen Carter all morning just my mom freaking out about packing and stuff.

« Bella, make sure to get Bubbles. » my mother says, standing by the car door.

« He’s my cat. I won’t forget him, I’m not like you, I don’t forget my loved ones. » I roll my eyes at her. « or should I say, husband ? » I smiled, sweetly at her.

I saw my mom’s eyes flash from a lighter shade to a dark shade within minutes, she inhaled a huge amount of air before exhaling all out it.

« Just get the damn cat, Isabella. » She opens the car door and gets in. I gently picked up Bubbles, my orange Persian cat that my dad got me for my 13th birthday.

« Anyways. » I say walking back towards the car. « Where’s carter ? » I ask, casually playing it off cool.

« He left in the morning. » My mom says.

I buckle while Bubbles snuggled up into my arms and lap, I glance at my mom who is keeping her eyes on the road. It was completely silent, an awkward silence.

I reached over and turned on the radio, the song ‘Fetish’ by Selena Gomez screamed thru the radio. My mom swiftly glances at me, she’s probably getting annoyed by the music, she calls this type of music ‘nasty music’ and she acts like a saint I mean honestly she’s had sex, she has a daughter.

« You got a fetish for my love. » I sang along with Selena, sounding almost like her.

« You told me that you didn’t sing anymore. » My mom smiles and turns to look at me real quick.

« I don’t. »

« Honey, your voice is amazing, it sounds like you’ve been working on it. »

« Dad gave me the voice. Thank him for my amazing voice. » I mimic ‘amazing’ in her tone.

My mom just frowns and continues to stare straight ahead focusing on the road. She was right about one thing and that was my voice, not to toot my own horn but I have an amazing voice, thanks to my dad, he signed me up for singing classes and he, himself has an amazing singing voice but after he left I gave up singing and everything else too.

After an hour of nasty music and awkward silence we made it to Carter’s house, it’s not a house, it’s a freaking mansion.

« No way. » My mouth fell open at the sight of it.

« Don’t be rude, Bella. » She said before getting out, I rolled my eyes. I opened the car door and stepped out.

My mom opened the mansion doors like she owns the place which gives me the idea that she’s been here plenty of times. A lady approached us quickly, she was dressed in a black and white maid dress.

Wait people dress up housekeepers like that, I thought that was only in the movies.

« Mrs. Salazar. » The housekeeper bowed, she freaking bowed.

What the fuck

« Where’s Carter ? » My mother said rudely, she didn’t even say hi or even looked at her.

Mom thinks she’s all big and bad now because her husband is a sexy goddess and rich.

I was honestly shocked, my mom never acts like that, I glance between her and this older woman.

« I’m sorry she’s rude, no need to bow and it’s Sarah Evans. » I pointed out with a smile. « And I’m Isabella Evans but you can call me Bella » I stuck my hand out.

I heard my mom giggle in the back, the older women looked down, not taking my hand. I shot up my eyebrow in curiosity.

« Is she giving you trouble ? »

I turned around, Carter came out of nowhere, literally. His deep voice bounced around in the room causing the air to become thicker, I backed away a little bit from him because he was too close for my comfort. I completely forgot the question he just asked, I was too dazzled by his minty breath and gorgeous face.

« No dear. » My mother chimes in. She grips his hand forcing Carter to wrap his arms around her. She kissed Carter’s lips so roughly, that it was disgusting.

The scene in front of me almost made me vomit, I stood there like an idiot before someone spoke.

« Miss. Evans would you like me to show you to your room ? » The lady dressed in a maid’s costume spoke up.

I turned around to face her. « Yes, please. » I smiled gently, and she nodded and swiftly grabbed my arm.

« No touching. » My mom growled.

The lady immediately dropped my hand. I whipped my head around and gave my mom a look, basically saying fuck off. While keeping my mother’s eye contact I grabbed the lady’s hand and smirked at my mom while walking off with the lady, I heard my mom say something but I just ignored her.

Hand to hand we walked up the stairs, I was gawking over how big this place was and how beautiful. I didn’t even realize we were inside a room. The room was decorated with white walls and light brown wooden floors, it was gorgeous and just my style too.

I ran my fingers over the bed that was in the middle and the small nightstand beside it. My fingers came along a picture frame which was me as a little girl with my mom, I was maybe around 7 years old and my mom was in her late 20s, we were happy then.

I grabbed the frame and stuffed it inside the drawer, I turned back around. The lady was inspecting me from behind, once she noticed I was looking at her, she dusted off her dress and was beginning to walk towards the exit.

« Can I get your name ? » I ask.

She stopped and turned around slowly, « I’m Rosalie. » she said.

« Thank you very much, Rosalie. » I smiled and waved bye, I guess she didn’t know what a wave was because she just glanced at my moving hand and walked out the door.

Maybe she wasn’t allowed to wave ?

I placed Bubbles on my bed, he quickly plopped himself on my new, big bed. I giggled at the sight of it. I put my bag on my bed and started unpacking it.

I moved around the room hanging my clothes in the closet and folding some into my drawers, after finishing I decided to go downstairs and make an appearance. It was already late, and the dark sky filled the house with no light at all, I tipped toe downstairs in my booty shorts and a tank top but I did put on a bra just in case.

I walked past many doors then I came across the stairs. I wandered around the place till I found the great, big kitchen, I was so excited that I flew to the fridge, I opened the two doored fridge, it had everything you could want.

« Thank you, food goddess ! » I whispered-yelled, looking up at the ceiling and acting like I was talking to a god up there. I reached inside the fridge and pulled out a big bowl of cherries

« Thank you, Carter you mean. » A voice boomed through the kitchen, the voice made me jump up and drop the bowl of cherries.

The room was dark so I tried looking at every entrance, trying to figure out who spoke. I walked over to the wall and flipped on a switch, to my surprise I got the kitchen lights on. I gasped softly once I saw him, Carter was sitting at the table, shirtless with a cup of milk or something white I couldn’t see all that well.

I tried playing off my nervousness by acting bold. « You made me drop the cherries. » I motioned my finger to the floor where all the dark red cherries lay.

« It’s not my fault you’re jumpy. » He took a sip of his drink.

« I’m in a stranger’s home, the lights were off and you decided to speak in your god awful deep voice. » I said dumbfounded, I was thinking about how he couldn’t get the point of me being scared.

« Stepdad’s house. » Carter tried correcting my sentence.

That makes me feel uncomfortable, I mean I feel sexual desires for him and now he used the word stepdad, ew.

« You’ll never be my stepdad. » I said while bending down to pick up the cherries, I picked them up one by one and tossed them back into the bowl.

« Look at me. » Carter’s deep voice came out as a harsh whisper, It also came out closer to me.

I looked up, Carter was standing right in front of me with just a pair of joggers that hung low, dangerously low. I was on my knees looking up at him, his dick was basically in my face. I gulped down the huge knot in my throat. He gently came down on his knees to meet my eye level causing me to bite my tongue.

« What are you thinking about ? » Carter asked, his eyes becoming a darker shade of blue. I never notice this before but he has freckles, not just light freckles but dark ones that were spread all across his face.

I completely ignored his question and lightly traced his freckles with my fingers making him breathe heavier.