Romance on the Dancefloor - Ch. 8

I was having breakfast in the kitchen while going through a magazine. I wasn’t reading it nor was I actually looking at it. My thoughts wandered off to my mother. Where was she? What was she doing? I remembered her last call again. The way she was crying, the things she said. I didn’t know what to feel anymore. Should I feel sorry for her, should I be concerned about her? Was she concerned about me? I mean she chose this life, I didn't. I felt sadness go through me. I was exhausted by all the pondering and worrying. Kids of my age worried about school, clothes and guys. I had to worry about having a roof over my head. And when it came to guys, I made it even more complicated. The only guy I was attracted to, was the one I was suppose to hate. And now I’m living with him. As if my life wasn’t complicated enough. I sighed.

"Someone is in a good mood" I turned around to find Sean standing at the backdoor that lead to the kitchen. He looked like he was running for miles.
"I thought you were still asleep." I said
"Are you crazy, early mornings are the best time to go for a run. You should try it sometimes" he said while he walked towards the stairs and left. I missed his presence. When he’s around I wanted him to leave because I couldn’t control myself, but when he leaves I miss his presence. I shook my head trying to have my self control back. Okay, as from tomorrow I will try to keep myself busy again, cause this needs to stop.

I went upstairs and found Sean already cleaning up the guest room. It was a mess. There were boxes everywhere and they were all covered with dust.
"You could’ve called me you know. I didn’t know you started already"
"Now you do" he said while moving a box to the side. "I will move these boxes and you can move the other ones" he pointed to the right side of the room. "You think you will be able carry that?" he asked. I raised my eyebrows.
"So you think because I’m a girl I won’t be able to carry weight? I didn’t know you were that small minded" I said while grabbing a box.
"I don’t understand woman, if you let them carry things, they say you’re not a gentleman. But if you don't let them then you’re small minded"
"You don’t understand them because you never had a real woman in your life" he stopped what he was doing. His reaction made me wonder if I said something wrong. He turned to look at me and smiled. "Meaning, someone like you?"
"I never said that?"

"But you consider yourself to be a ‘real woman’?"
"Of course."
"Good to know" he then continued working. I ignored him and went back to work. It was quiet for a while. All you could here was the sound of the radio in the background and the moving of the boxes. I turned to look at him. He was wearing a white t-shirt that accentuated his athletic body. I could see the muscles of his shoulder blades tighten at every move he made. He was extremely sexy.
I realized that I was practically drooling, so I quickly turned away. The silence made it worse. I needed to break the ice.
"So, you went to the Clipse yesterday night?" I asked.
"Yeah" I expected a little more than just 'Yeah'. He saw that I was annoyed by his brief answer.
"I guess you want to know who won the battle." I nodded "Don't worry, your absence didn't change anything, if that's what you wished for."
"What?!" I was shocked by his remark. "I knew they would win and I'm glad they did"
"Yeah, if you say so" it was quiet for a while "Besides, what excuse did you come up with?"
"I said I got the flu, and that I couldn't come out of bed."
"And Ty bought it?"

"You know, Ty may not be the nicest guy there is, but he’s not a monster."
"You say that because you don’t really know him"
"I’ve been dancing in their crew for 2 years now. I think I know what I’m talking about."
"Things are happening before your eyes and you don’t even know it" he said while coming closer to me. It was obvious that he was trying to intimidate me. But I wouldn’t let him, so I took one step closer to him. "Do I smell jealousy?" I said calmly.
"And what will I be jealous about?"
"You tell me?" we were facing each other. Even though I felt like my heart was melting because he was so close to me, I just stood there with my head held high and without any expression on my face. I won’t let him get to me. He looked me straight in the eye for a few seconds and then lowered his gaze to my lips. Maybe now was a good moment to step back. But for some reason I didn’t. I just stood there as if my feet were nailed to the ground.

His gaze was warm and burned on my lips. As I saw his face come closer my heart began to race. Suddenly his phone rang. His eyes changed in confusion, like he got up from a dream. I quickly stepped back.
"Hello. Oh hi Maya…" he left the room for some privacy and continued talking in the hall. I guess he didn’t realize I could still here everything he said.
"How are you?... Yeah, I just need to finish something and I’ll drop by …I have to go now. bye " and he hung up. When he came back to the room I quickly pretended like I was working. It was again very quiet. Maybe the talking wasn’t such a good idea after all. When I took the last box it accidentally fell out of my hands which made the content of the box fall on the ground. I tried to put everything back in the box when I suddenly saw a picture of Sean and a pretty girl at his side. My curiosity made me look closer. He was smiling in the picture while the pretty girl was giving him a kiss on the cheek. He looked very happy, I started to look further and found another picture of her, doing a pose. She was gorgeous. Will this be Tanya?

"What are you doing?" I looked around to find Sean standing behind me. He looked mad.
"The box accidentally fell from my hands"
"So you thought you could dig into my stuff?"
"I wasn’t digging. Jeez, chill. It’s not like I’m reading your diary. It's just some pictures. It's not that big of a deal" I knew it was more than that. I knew that he had a strong history with that girl, and that she clearly was someone special to him. And the fact that they were laying somewhere in a box full of dust, made it clear he wanted to close that chapter.
"Still, it's private" he grabbed the picture that I was still holding and practically threw it back in the box and went back to his side of the room to continue cleaning. We didn't say a word to each other for hours. After moving all the boxes, throwing all the garbage, dusting and cleaning, the room was finished.

"Well, now it's up to you to give it your personal touch" I looked around in my new bedroom, it looked lovely. I finally realized that this was it. This was my new home, at least for a while. I didn't know if I had to be sad or happy about it.
I started to feel tired, my body still didn't recover entirely from the fight with Dan. I wanted to turn around but I didn't realize that the closet was close behind me, so I bumped into it with my right shoulder making me feel a severe pain on my back. I yelled out in pain.
"Are you okay?" he was surprised by my reaction.
"Yeah, I just have a bruise there. It's not a big deal. I just need to loosen my muscles a little bit and since I haven't been dancing for a while..."
"I have something that might help, come with me" I followed him to the dance room were he took a spray from a little chest next to the coach.
"This spray will help loosen your muscles. Turn around" I raised my eyebrows "Are you kidding me?"

"What? Why? I didn't know you were so prudish. Besides, I'm not going to touch you. I'm just going to spray it on your back. Unless you want to try it yourself."
"Okay just make it quick" I turned around and pulled my top up.
"Wow, some bruise you have there. Can you just pull up a little more?" he said while pulling my top a little. I felt uncomfortable, yet I wished he'd throw me on that couch and kissed me passionately. I blinked my eyes trying to erase that thought out of my mind. The spray felt cold on my body, which made my skin frighten at the first touch of the cold liquid.
"I know its cold at first but it'll quickly warm up your back which will loosen you muscles" he stopped spraying.
"Can I lower my top now?"

"You will deprive me from a nice view, but it's up to you" I lowered my top and turned to look at him. "You're enjoying this too much" He smiled.
"So, do you dance here with your crew?"
"No, no no no, this is my private spot. No one is aloud to use this place, but me." it was quiet for a while "Look, since I know your get away spot, the basement, I let you use this room. That way we’re even."
"Seems like a great idea"
He turned around to leave "By the way, you’re wearing my favourite colour" he said while walking towards the door. I looked down to see what I was wearing.
"White or gray?" I asked.
"Black" he smiled and left. Black? What… and my penny dropped. I was wearing a black thong. "How did he…?" I tried to look my back in the mirror to see if something was visible. Nothing. I bended and saw that the straps of my thong was showing. I felt embarrassed by it. I guess I wasn’t the only one staring…

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After dancing for hours in Sean’s dance room and releasing all the stress I finally took the decision to go home to pack some of my stuff. Being in my house brought the memories back up again. Despite the bad memories I have in this house, it was still my home. I felt tears in my eyes, but quickly blinked to get rid of them. I needed to stay strong. So I quickly ran to my room packed my stuff and left as soon as I could. Guess I wasn’t ready to come here yet.

Late in the afternoon I was alone in the house so I decided to surprise Kate with a nice diner as she’s always so busy with work and all. And she has been so nice to me. The least that I could do was help her out a little.
I was stirring the sauce and heard someone getting in.
"Can’t remember the last time I smelled home made food in this kitchen" he came closer to take a look at my casserole. He was standing next to me. I noticed a red spot on his neck. It looked a lot like a hickey. He saw me looking at his neck.
"So it shows huh"
"Yep, someone had fun today" I smiled. He hid his neck with one hand.
"There’s no need to hide it from me you know. It’s none of my business." There was an awkward silence.

"Can you taste to see if the salt is right?" I changed the subject.
With my hand under the spoon I pointed it at his mouth. He came closer to reach it.
"Be careful, it’s hot" he looked at me and smiled at my remark. He gently put his lips on the spoon. Ever been jealous of a spoon? Well I was. He tasted the sauce and I put the spoon back in the casserole. When I turned to look at him I saw he had some sauce on his lip and out of reflex, I wiped it out with my fingers.
"You have some…" the touch of my hand on his lip made me shiver. We looked each other in the eye. We had a moment again. I realized what I did so I pulled my hand away. "Uh, I’m… sorry" I felt uncomfortable.
"So is it good?" I said
"You’re perfect. I’m mean IT…IT is perfect". It was awkward for a while. He started to set the table.

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"This is amazingly good." Kate said that evening at the diner table. "But you know, you don’t have to do this. I don’t want you to feel obligated."
"I don’t feel obligated. I love to cook it’s my second passion."
"Really, so what’s your first?" I was surprised to see that she didn’t know I was a dancer.
"Dancing"
"Like Sean. Nice. We should hang out sometime, to get to know each other a little more."
"That’ll be nice" I really liked Kate. She was beautiful, nice, strong, self-confident,… A woman I really look up to.
"What’s that on your neck?" Kate said while looking at Sean. She then turned around to look at me. She looked concerned. What was she looking at me for?
"I have nothing to do with it" I said. I could see she was relieved
"I’m sorry, Layla. I didn’t mean…"

"Oh no that’s okay" I said. I could understand her concern. She continued eating. Sean smiled. He was clearly enjoying his mother’s torture, and mine.
"You know, it would be nice to meet that girl who loves your neck so much." Sean looked at his mother. He didn’t seem to feel uncomfortable, but I did. I mean this was clearly a Mother-Son conversation and I was in the middle of it.
"She’s not that special for you to meet" he said.
"She’s special enough to practically suck the blood out of your neck" she answered. They had a weird way of arguing as they were both calm and smiling at each other. I felt out of place

"Maybe I should go" I said
"There is no need for that" Sean said. "I’ve nothing to hide" he then turned to look at his mother. "Mum, if you’re concerned about me, don’t be, I know what I’m doing. And you know that." He said.
I was amazed about their relationship together and maybe jealous at the same time. My relationship with my mother was nothing like theirs

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