A spy lovestory

Elise The sound of spoons fisting against each other was the only thing echoing in the large living room. "Are you listening to what I'm saying?" My Mom's words brought me back from the short reverie I ventured into. I omit out a short breath. "Yes Mom, I'm listening. You were saying..." I suddenly forgot what she was telling me. Her face squeezed into a frown. A chuckle escaped me at the expression on her face. "What's funny?" Her voice almost scared the shit out of me.

"How many times would you keep behaving ignorant? I've been giving Vanessa excuse every time and you're making it hard for me" Okay, I know it has to be about the topic. I don't know why she's hell bent on me taking dance classes. On what reason exactly. This is known only to her. Even though she knew I was busy with my work at hand. I gently settled the spoon by the side focusing my attention to her. "Mom, you know I don't really have time for any dance classes or whatnot. Aria can go. Why me?" My eyes shifted towards my sister who was busy pressing on her phone. There are two things my sister engages herself in. She's either stalking celebrities or burying herself in reading romance books. I literally don't see anything good in reading a boring romance books which are only full of fantasies and lust. "Because I decide on that. And my decision is final. I'm giving no excuse to Vanessa again. You go or you face my wrath" I know what it means when Mom says that. She actually means the 'Wrath' word. I glared at Aria who was holding in her laughter. She was literally enjoying Mom torturing me. Yes, I call it torture because that was what I was feeling. My phone vibrates from the side and Elena's name flashed across the screen. Elena is my assistant. And whenever she calls me early morning, it has to be something serious. I shifted the chair, standing up together with grabbing my handbag that was resting on the empty chair. "Fine Mom. I will go. What time is it scheduled?" I asked. "1pm" I closed my eyes and opened them again. If I say anything, she'd think of it as excuse. I would have to reschedule the appointment I have by 1pm. My client is coming in for fitting for her wedding dress. I will have to shift it to 2pm or 2:30pm. "Alright" Was the answer I gave her before proceeding to leave the house. "See you later" "I will call Vanessa to make sure you're there" Her voice revamped to my eardrums when I was halfway out of the living room. It seems I have no excuse or whatsoever not to go to the dancing class. I fished out my car keys from the bag and unlocked my car. Getting in, I dialed Elena's number. "Good Morning Miss Parker" Her thin voice greeted me. "Morning Elena. Hope you had a great night?" Yesterday was stressful for us. Working late night to meet the deadline. I always make sure I meet up to my client's demands. Being a wedding dress designer isn't easy. At times it is really hard to come to the same decision with the client but then, my professionalism is what keeps them coming. "I had a great night Miss Parker. Thank you for asking. I received an email from Miss Skylar's assistant" "What did she say?" I asked almost immediately. She was the one who kept us busy yesterday. She decided to change the dress design all of a sudden. When it was only three days to her wedding. "She wants a little change again" I didn't know when a hiss left my lips. She doesn't really know who she's trying to piss. I'm only holding in the patience in me because, I don't want us to end things on bad terms. "Miss Parker?" Elena's voice snapped me out of my thought. "Tell her we can't meet up to her demands this time around. Because that was not what we agreed on. She either accepts what was given to her or she look for another designer. She's not our only client" I ignite the engine of my car to life and drove out of the gate. "Okay Ma'am" "And reschedule the 1pm appointment. Something came up" "Okay Ma'am. Noted" And I hang up driving away. I arrived at office at about fifteen minutes. A knock came in immediately when I settled in. "Come in" I ushered. Elena walked in with all her calmness. "Here are the sample pictures you asked for" She passed me the black document. "Thank you Elena" What I liked about Elena is how calm and composed she is. And when it comes to work, she gives it her best. The main reason I keep her with me for a long time. She started working with me two years ago and I must say, I don't see anything to complain about her. "Can you get me a cup of coffee" I uttered before she made her way out. "Okay Ma'am" And she sauntered her way out. While waiting for the coffee, I dialed Jason's number. Jason is my cousin. We grew up together. You can call him a heartthrob. Because that's what he is. I haven't heard from her for a while. After he moved to Scotland for his modeling job. He's been busy as much as I am. "Hey pretty. What pleasure do I owe you today" He said. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes. "You owe me no pleasure. Maybe your girlfriends do" And that results him into chuckling out. "You know so well that I'm single" "Not the Jason I know. By the way, how are you doing over there? I haven't gotten time to call you" His sigh revamped through the phone. "Modeling life hasn't been easier. But I'm fine. At least I get to rest at nights. How's my Aria?" "Oh don't try your playboy act on my sister. She's out of your league" I ushered just then the door was pushed open. Elena hot on her heels with a cup of coffee. She placed it on the desk. "Thank you" I mouthed with a small smile. "Have you forgotten who Jason Carson is? No girl will resist my charm" "Point of correction, Aria will not fall for your fake charms" I answered taking a sip of my coffee. "What about you?" A chuckle escaped me. "You know I don't have time for any silly charms of a man. I don't fall for any man's fake façade" "I won't say anything to this. I will use your words against you one day" I rolled my eyes in return. "Whatever. I'm hanging up. I'm getting to work" "Alright dear. Take care" And that was the end of our conversation. At about 1:15pm, I arrived at the dancing place. I could hear the soft music playing from distance. I made my way towards the receptionist. "Good day Ma'am, how may I help you?" The lady asked with a smile on her face which I found weird. "Um... I have an appointment with Mrs. Vanessa" "Okay, your name Ma'am" she asked. "Haley Parker" She bends towards her computer. "Miss Parker, your class is by 1pm right?" "Yes" "Go to room 4" "Thank you" Getting to the said isn't that hard. The loud music that was playing almost turned me deaf. Why Mom would put me in such situation. I'm not a fan of dancing. As I stepped in, I was attacked by looks from the woman teaching the dance whom I immediately recognize as Mrs. Vanessa. The rest followed her gaze and then all attention turned to me. "Hello?" I said much like question with a smile. Okay Elise this sounds weird. My eyes darted to left and right finding no reaction from any of them. Or did I got the wrong room. I'm sure I entered room 4 as per what the receptionist said. "You're welcome Miss Parker" Mrs Vanessa finally speaks up. "Although you're a little bit late. As you can see, we have started the lessons already" They're all talking as if I'm ten hours late. First it was the receptionist giving me her bad signal and now Mrs. Vanessa herself. "Yes. I was catch up with work. It was so hard to squeeze in for today's class" I said trying to explain myself. Her brows caved into a question. "But you Mother told me you will be here before time" Shit! Mom again. She's literally putting me into trouble. "I see" I answered forcing out a smile. "Okay, without wasting time, let's continue. You go stand behind that gentleman" It was then I noticed there were not only women. "Is it okay for me to be in this clothes?" I asked seeing they were dressed in a comfortable outfit unlike me wearing a jacket atop my gown. "It is only if you can manage" I think my day skyrocket from grace to grass.

Elise I thought It'll be a one hour thingy but I ended up spending a good two and half hours . All for dance . The rest seems to be professional in it. While I was literally missing steps . Getting stared at by the guy in front of me . I almost lost the shit in me to lash out on him. But then I remembered Mrs Vanessa's words Do not cause any trouble. Like she knew how I can be . I grabbed my Jacket from the clothing hanger together with my phone and was about to make my my way out when Mrs Vanessa stopped me . "Miss Jordan , I can see you enjoyed today's lesson" She uttered.

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at her remark . Is she trying to mock me or other way round. I forced out a smile " Oh yes Mrs. Vanessa, I enjoyed every bit of if" I said sarcastically. Her face lightened up into smile "That's really good . Your Mother will be happy" "Yes she will. Excuse me" I was halfway out of the door when her words revamped to my eardrums. "See you next week Miss Jordan" only if she knew there won't be next time . This is the first and last time . I already have a busy week coming up . My schedule is swamped. I won't have time for any dance classes or whatsoever. I trekked towards my car that was parked few miles away from the entrance. Got in and started the engine. As I drove my way back home, I played a soft music to keep me busy. I was supposed to go to the spa this week . My skin has been acting weird these days . The skin is torfuring me the same way Mom is doing to me . I stopped the car when I reached the traffic junction. A hiss making it's way out of me. I don't like getting stood up at the traffic light . Especially when I'm in a hurry to go somewhere. My phone buzzed from the emply seat where I slid it on . I immediately regretted taking the phone . A picture of Tristan and his girlfriend on full display in the beach . Tristan pecking her on the cheeks as they took a selfie . I didn't give the picture a second glance. I locked the screen and threw it where I kept it before. Tristan is my ex-boyfriend. We broke up few months ago or should I say I discarded him out of my mind. I thought we were a thing. He made me believe I was the only one in his life. He showed me all the love and care a boyfriend gives to his girlfriend. But then, it was all fake. All an act. He disappear all of a sudden. No calls or text. If I call him, I'll be directed to voice mail and my messages will be left unread. Until after few days when I saw his picture all over Instagram. I felt stupid and at the same time angry. I was being used by him. He never loved me but I pictured my future with him. I pictured how our lives will be. Simple and full with love and happiness. All that shattered when I saw the picture. However, I've moved on. No man will charm me again. I'm not naive like before. I know it when a guy is being fake. The red lights turns green and I moved forward to continue driving. All of a sudden, I heard a loud bang on my car. Thank God I was wearing seat belt. What the hell? I got out of the car to go see what happened. A gasp left my lips seeing the damage on my car. The car I bought last week. The car I used all my savings on. I turned to the motorcycle that hits my car. The person standing beside it wore all black and an helmet. I tried not to shout on top on my lungs. After all, I'm in the middle of the road. "Mr Man, don't you have eyes or don't you know how to drive" I commenced as calm as I can. He only stood there. I don't know whether he was looking at the damage he did or practically keeping quite. I couldn't tell since he's still wearing on his helmet. All of a sudden, the side light fell. Which pissed me off. I closed my eyes and opened them again. "Am I talking to a sane person or a mute" I said again. "If you know how hard I worked to get this car, you wouldn't have neared your cheap motorcycle anywhere near mine" I don't think his motorcycle will even buy the side mirror of my car talk less of the car itself. I watched as he removed the helmet off his face. And for a moment, I lost the voice in me. The way he stares me down, sent electricity down my core. I would have to admit, he's handsome. But I didn't dwell on how I found his eyes piercing through the soul or how his black hair was gleaming. I won't forget he was the cause of my car damage. "Is your mouth glued or-" "I heard all what you said" Oh God! Here comes his voice. Something screams dangerous with the way he stared at me. I was supposed to be the one doing the staring. "If you heard what I said, why didn't you speak up. Is the road not enough for you to drive. Why would you have to hit my car" I said folding my arms across my chest. For some seconds, I gave him a second glance whether I heard what he said correctly or not. "This is not something to raise voice. Besides, I wasn't entirely at fault. You chose not to move forward when the red light turns green" Did he literally say I chose not to move forward? "Excuse me, maybe you have a poor eyesight. But immediately the red light changes to green, I moved my car but then you hit my car. And talking of fault, you're completely at fault here. This damage is not a minor damage as you can see" I said accessing the car. "Or maybe you do" "What?" I said not believing he's actually insulting me. "I don't have time to waste on crazy things" he ushered taking out a card from his pocket. "Here. Bring your car to this address and it will be fixed. But mind you, we're splitting the damage. 50/50" My eyes shifted from him back to the card that was outstretched waiting for me to take. "Did you just call me crazy?" I asked an annoyed chuckle making it's way out of me. "If that's what you take it as then so be it" Before I could process what was happening, I reached for my hand that was secured by my side and slid the card. "All the best" He said hopping on his motorcycle and drove away. I was left standing like a clueless human being eyes on the card. What just happened? ** The moment I set my foot inside the living room, I was attacked by questions from Mom. "Elise dear, how was the dance class? Hope you've learnt something" "Did Vanessa compliments you?" She bombard all at once. "Mom please" I said making my way up. I don't think I have enough strength to listen to her talks. Not after what I experienced. "I'm talking to you and you're walking away. This-" "Cut her some slack Naomi" I heard my father's voice. I didn't even know he was home. My head is already clouded with heavy things. Upon entering my room, I went strength to the bathroom and took a warm shower. Changed into a light gown. "He literally called me a crazy person" It was then his voice are repeating themselves in my head. I'm still trying to understand what I encountered. He hit my car and called me a crazy person. Something is surely wrong with the man. He's not okay in the head. I'm sure of it. I grabbed my bag and took out the car. "Devine Automobile" I hushed out. He thinks he can insult me and get away with it. I will show him how crazy of a person I am. I was exhausted from all the events and places I went to. But, I won't let this one pass. It's better to solve it while it's hot. I took my phone and my car keys and descend down. Mom and Dad were still seated where I left them. "Where are you going again?" Mom asked. I marched forward and pecked Dad on the cheeks. "Sorry Dad I didn't know you were back" "It's okay dear. By the way, where are you heading to?" He asked. Mom was already throwing daggers at me for ignoring her. "I will explain everything to you guys later. For now think of it I'm going for a war" Mom's eyes went wide at my outburst. I didn't wait for her as I sauntered out. My day will skyrocket from grass to crazy.

Elise With the help of my phone navigator , I was able to get to the address without much hassle. However , the area was secluded to my liking . It was dark and quite . If someone murdered a person , no one will be able to tell . I tried not let the quiteness and darkness get to me as I furthered my way towards the shop with the 'Devine Automibe' written at the top. The transparent door was conciously locked that I almost thought the place is Vacant until it was abruptly opened . An elderly man's face surfaces. "Um ... Hello" I commenced not sure of how to start the conversation.

"Hello How may I help you ?" the man asked. Looking at the clothes he was wearing, you'd know he's just managing his life. "Actually my car got hit by someone earlier and he gave me a card to bring my car for fixing" I explained handing him the card . He accessed the card and a smile follows which I found kinda weird . " Come in " was what he said before turning around Inside . My brows furrowed in confusion Nevertheless , I followed him. I almost choked at the unusual weird smell that was formulating in the room . Everywhere was dirty and full of grease. "Have a seat" He pointed towards an old brown couch. I don't know whether it was white turned brown. At first , I wanted to decline but then , my legs might give up from standing for so long . So , I sat down with a sigh "What will I get you? Coffee or-" "I'm fine" I cut him off. "Okay. Excuse me. I will be right back" He profound after a short silence has been maintained . Before I could open my mouth to answer him , he sauntered away through a door . While waiting for him , I access the surrounding. Th e room is plain. There are literally few furnitures here and there. Within a minute or so, the man walked out with a white paper In his hands. He took the empty seat that was beside me. "Elijah is on his way. He's- " He didn't get to complete his sentence when the entrance door was shid open. Came in the guy behind my car's damage. "You!" l exclaimed rising to a standing position as I point my Index fingers at him. He was still in the same clothes as earlier. "Do you two know each other?" the man asked. "He was the one who hit my car and called me crazy" I uttered my voice rising. The anger that subsided before made it's way back again. He showed not even a slightest bit of remors. Instead his mouth curved out into a smirk. "Thought you weren't coming" He said after a while as he marched towards the empty space that was beside the man. "You did the damage so you have to take responsibility that's why I'm her" I remarked sitting back down. He went on to remove his jacket and I could swear I saw his packs through the slim white shirt that hung to his body due to sweat. "You made the right choice" he said. "What do you mean I made the right choice . It's a must" "It's not a must since we're doing it 50/50" "Wait...What ?" I'm now convinced he's not okay in the head. "Elijah, you-" "I will explain everything to you later father" so the man is his father. But he's nothing like him "Okay. Excuse me" I watched as he disappeared to the room he ventured into earlier before I focused my attention to him "Elijah or whatever you call yourself . I'm not paying a dime here . You caused the damage so you have to take full responsibility. And if you decide not to do that , then I will have to involve the police. Because that car is very important to methan you imagined" Since he called me a crazy person, maybe behaving like one will bring him back to his senses. 50/50 ? To hell with that. His eyes went calculative for a while before he adjust his sitting position intertwining his hands. "Are you trying to put yourself in trouble Miss..." "Elise" I completed for him "And I don't see fighting for my right as putting myself in trouble" "If you're even thinking of how I can do that , I have connections and there's the surveillance camera . I'm sure it captures everything" A small smile made its way out of me seeing the expression on his face. He thought he'd use his meaningness words on me. "What do want now?" I wanted to burst out with laughter at his words. He's accepting defeat already when I've not dropped the bomb yet. "I want my car to be back to the way it was before" "Ofcourse it'll. That's our job" An unexpected chuckle erupts from me. "I don't think you get what I mean" I said folding my arms across my chest . It is my chance to make him agree my demands. "As you know, fixing the side light and the crack will not be enough. I want it to be painted. Everything to to be new. Like I bought new one" His eyes slightly grew wide. I'm sure he's not expecting that from me . But who care. He said I'm a crazy woman. I'm showing him my craziness. "Miss Elise, painting your car isn't part of the compensation. The only thing I will be focused on is the crack and the side light" "The crack has alreadly damage the painting. You can't expect me to drive in a half done car " I exclaimed flunging my hands in the air. I heard him sigh out . " I think I just got myself involved into big trouble " You have not seen trouble yet . I wanted to say but kept quite as I watched him flipping the paper that was brought out by his father. He scanned through it for a while his eye brows creasing at some point. I wonder what was making him do that. "Do you know that the cost to fix your car is quite expensive right?" He said his eyes still on the paper. "It is necessary for me to know?" I question back "Alright then your car will be fixed to a brand new as you want" I didn't try to stop the smite that way it's way out of me. "How long will it take?" I needed to know. I cannot leave my car for too long in their hands and the fact that I'm using it. And I don't want to use Mom's car it will be a discussion for another day. "24 hours" "Just 24 hours?" "Yes. You can leave your address . By tomorrow evening , your car will be with you" I nodded my head in answer that sounds okay with me "Here" He passed me piece of paper and I scribbled down our house address passing the paper back to him. "Okay. It's settled then. I will be expecting my car tommorrow evening" I rose up to a standing position adjusting my gown that was almost squeezed. I was about to slid open the door when his words stopped me. " Can I ask you a question?" He said my brows knit in question. Nevertheless, I nodded. "Are you naturally like this?" "Like what?" I asked my brows creasing more. "Rude" As the words left his lips, it made a light chuckte out of me. "It depends on how I'm being treated. You called me a crazy woman and I gave you the taste of Craziness" "I See. By the way, I was nice meeting you Miss Elise" He said. For the first time , he smiled and it looked good on him. "It was nice meeting you too Mr. Elijah" with that , I slid the door open and walked my way out. "Shit! How do I get a taxi in this quite area" I muttered out. And I didn't bring any money with me. "I've called an uber for you. It should be here anytime soon" I heard Elijah's voice behind me. Before his words could register in my head, a white car stopped in front of me. Okay , It renders me speechless. "Thank you" I uttered opening the door. I spared him a glance as the car began driving. His arms were folded across his chest. I rested may head back as I omit out a sigh. Maybe he's not that bad. But then it doesn't change the fact that he was rude to me at first. Had I not stood my ground, he would have left me to fix the car myself. I don't think we will meet again after this. I don't pray to meet him anywhere else. In the next twenty four hours my car will be fixed . Just that thought brought me some relief. I know how hard I've worked to buy the car. A months of saving. Just twenty four hours. And then everything will be back to normal.