Chapter 2 Attracted silently.

Few minutes later, as I lay down lazily on my bed, someone knock on the door so I glanced at it. I thought it was already open but that was still close. I have the urge to stand up and open it but I'm lazi enough to do it. So I just took a deep breath so I could shout loudly.

"Who's there!?"

"It's me." It's my youngest sister, Patricia doubtlessly. "Dad's calling you, let's eat lunch." He shouted over there.

"I'm not hungry!"

"You don't be able to get your monthly allowance if you don't go down there." It threatens me.

I closed my eyes tightly as I fold my fingers in so much annoyance. I know, the presence of that Calix guy would be there. "Okay! Fine!" I answered out of my lungs. I get off the bed and combs my hair before walking out from my room. My feet are so lazy to walk and I almost got tripped on the floor.

From the stairs I am stepping, I could smell the delicious aroma coming from our kitchen. I'm not hungry yet but the smell of that food makes me crave. That smells familiar, I'm excited going down but I don't let them notice it. I just keep it to myself.

I saw them in our dining room sitting around the rounded glass table. Their eyes gazes at me as soon as I walk towards them. I remained my poker face and don't even meet their eyes. I just... Hate having eyes contacts with them. Especially to my father, step mother, and the brand new man I hate. No other than Calix.

"Oh, I like this one. This is my favorite." I grab a piece of tempura from a plate then bit it halfly. I was already in my savouring mode but it stopped immediately after hearing what just Victoria confesses to me.

"Calix cooked that" said by Victoria, my sister, the girl born next to me.

"Oh, I don't care. Taste bad, honestly" I bashed then put the half of the tempura down the plate again. I get a glass of water then drink it the moment I sat down. I roamed my eyes inside our dining room to look for that man and caught him frying something in a pan.

I stared at his back.

His body was perfectly built. Has this wide chest and shoulders which gives him a manly look. I moved my chair a little to view the side of his face. To tell you honestly, he's so fucking handsome. He had this thick eyebrows, tall nose bridge, red and a slightly pouted lips.

His serious look brings goosebumps in me.

But that will stop there. Yeah, he's handsome, he's my type but I don't like him. I don't ever like him! Never in my life.

"Your dishes taste so good" Victoria complimented as Calix handed us again the chicken he was frying.

"The seasonings are packed already. That chicken was flavored by its manufacturer. He's not the one who made that, he only fried the chicken. He did not marinate it. That's it. Give your compliment to the manufacturer, not to him." I buried the spoon inside my mouth then chew.

"I marinated it, miss." Calix answered out of nowhere.

I scoffed. "I'm not talking to you"

"Avoiding me makes you weak, Miss" He was cleaning the sink already, maybe he was finished cooking there.

"Am I avoiding you?" I asked in disbelief.

"Aren't you?" He met my eyes.

I laughed sarcastically then glares. "Your imagining things. Who is weak? Distancing myself to you doesn't mean I am weak. I just don't like people who engage themselves with the people he did not even knew for money. I hate it. I just hate it." I let him slapped by my words.

He gulped, I even caught how his Adams apple moves harshly as he swallow.

"Olivia. Enough for this" I chortled when my dad reprimand me.

"There's always an easy way for me to stop humiliating him. Simple, make him out from this house." I said sharply. Calix can't even meet my eyes. Afraid, huh?

"You should be the one to get out here first before him!" My dad fight back.

"Oh, well. I was expecting you to say that. Of course, who would let their son in their mistresses be humiliated by the daughter of his original wife? They said, what matters the most is the one who is in present... Or the latest they got. Am I right dad?" I asked disrespectful.

He dropped his knife and fork madly making the people around here moved in shock.

"Why? I never get wrong, right? After you replace mom by that Amalia, you will replace him again by another woman and even helping her raised her son that is from different man?!" My voice roared.

My dad stood up in anger. "Shut the fuck up, Olivia!" He was chasing his breath. "How many times do I need to tell you! That wasn't my intention at all! How dare you! Packed your things and get out from my house now! Leave! Hippocrate, leave!" He was pointing the door for me to walk outside.

His face together with his lips were shaking in so much anger. Like... for a second by now, he will uninformedly slaps and punch me.

"Sir, don't mind it. It's nothing. Don't be like that with her. She don't know what she was doing. You can fix this, Sir. You can... always." Calix held my father's forearm.

"I told you, they were as trash as this. Especially my first daughter, can you still continue?"

I listened to their conversation.

"Why not continue, Sir?" Calix muttered.

Why not continue, huh? So he was so serious? As if he will make me change! As long as he's here, the madness that runs all throughout my nerves will never get fade. The agony I felt will never be tamed. Unless... they could make my mother back in life again then... I will forgive them all. I will love them all.

But, no. They just can't.

Because they can only do is to hurt me physically. To hurt me mentally. To my feelings.

I don't know them as much as I don't know myself. They don't get me why I acted this bad. I just want a peaceful and happy life. Even without my mom, but, only with my father and sisters. With them, I'm contented enough. I just want to experience a true family, where I could feel the comfort and love I have been longing for years.

But what my family did was the opposite of it. We don't seek love for each other but love from the other people.

Be contented on what hpwe have doesn't matter, but, adding more people and replacing those who was gone by alive.... does.

That's why I hate my father to the edge. I'm still on wondering.... Did he really love my mom? Did he really cherish her? Or he was already cheating even my mom was alive. I hate my life damn much. I hate it that much.