Damaged Beyond Repair by Kashmira Kamat (KittyKash) (ebook reader below 3000 .txt) 📖

    "Sorry to have interrupted your time, girls." Rowan said. He reached his jacket pocket and pulled out two pink glittery envelopes. "But, Minnie wants you guys to have something."

   He wasn't all smiles today, just dead serious.

   Minnie placed her plate on the bed, wiped her hands on her jeans and grabbed for the envelopes. Rowan then whispered something in her ear.

   Minnie walked to me with her signature heart-melting smile and offered me the pink envelope. I took it from her. She said, "Pwease come for my birthday on Sunday. We are havin a partyy. Dora and Elsa comin for my party too."

   She was talking about Dora and Elsa like they were Hollywood celebrities and I couldn't miss this chance.

   "Of course, sweetheart. I would love to be there." I said.

    She handed another card to Nina and repeated the same thing.

    "What do you want for your birthday?" I asked her.

    Minnie glanced at her father and he just nodded at her. She said. "Ken doll. Because my Barbie dolls wan a boyfriend."

   I watched as Rowan ran his hands through his hair.

   "Ken doll it is."

   I watched as there was some kind of an eye communication going on between Nina and Rowan, and then all of a sudden, Nina clapped her hand. "Okay, Minnie. How about a double chocolate ice-cream?"

   "Yes! ICE-CREAM!" Minnie screamed and clasped Nina's hand.

    "There's a lovely ice-cream parlor just around the corner. Mr. Masters, hope you don't mind if I take Minnie along with me."

   "Of course."

    "Alana." Nina turned to face me. "Which flavor do you...."

   I glared daggers at her and she vanished out of the door with the kid. Always a traitor. I had to understand that Nina would betray me as soon as Rowan batted his eyes at her and worked his sorcery.

   The door closed behind them, leaving Rowan and me alone. The room filled with a disturbing silence. I placed the birthday invite on the dresser and walked back to the kitchen, grabbed a towel and began dusting off invisible dust off the counter. Then a small plate caught my eye in the sink so I began washing the dish.

I could feel his eyes watching me like a predator.

   "Alana..." he said. I realized he was standing right behind me, I could almost feel his heat against my body. I could smell his cologne.

   I continued to scrub the plate.

   "Alana, I'm sorry."

    I threw the plate back in the sink and turned to face him. Sometimes, I just hated my tiny apartment.

"Don't waste your breath. You're apologizing right now, and the next thing, you'll be calling me at midnight and yelling at the top of your voice. So, what's the point exactly? Because I'm not your doormat, Mr. Masters."

    He closed his eyes and looked back at me. "I was totally out of line. And, I was mostly angry at myself."

  If I decided to touch him, I could easily do it. "You're in my apartment right now because Minnie was here with you, without her I would have tossed you out faster than a damage control guy getting rid of the fat bug."

   He chuckled. Great. My insults were amusing Rowan. 

  "We can talk with some space between us." I pointed out.

   Rowan wasn't budging from the door. He wanted to intimidate the shit outta me.

    "I just want to say that I didn't mean to accuse you of those things. It doesn't matter if you hooked up with someone when I wasn't here. I mean, I'm hurt, but there's nothing anyone can do about it. I'm not your boyfriend so I don't have a right to be mad at you."

   I was surprised Rowan was able to say that with a sincere face. Had Rowan changed just a bit? It did seem that way to me.

  "If you love Troy and if he makes you happy, Alana, then I'm..." I watched him swallow. "I'm glad for you."

    I rolled my eyes. Typical dramatic Rowan.

   "I asked you last time to give me one chance, but clearly, I didn't stand none. Not after you and Troy. Wow..." his voice hitched in his throat. His voice was cracking. "Um...just answer one question, Alana..."

   "What?"

   "Does he kiss you better than I do?" He asked. His eyes searching mine, he seized my arm.

   "Stop it!"

   He squeezed my arm and whispered. "Do you crave for his touch?"

   "You're being ridiculous!" I try to pull away from his grasp.

   "Why....baby...why couldn't you wait for me?"

    I decided to torment him some more, "Because you told me to move on, and Troy kind of resembled you, so I thought why not give this guy my hymen. What was gonna hurt? You had broken up with me and he had a good set of abs to offer." 

   "Alana..." Rowan close to tears.

   "You're  a fucking moron, and I hope you know that." I said. "Just so you know, I never had sex with Troy or any other guy. My V card is still with me, now that doesn't mean you are free to make your move, Rowan Masters, got it?"

   Rowan's face lit up like a Christmas light all of a sudden. "So...you didn't have sex with Troy?"

   "We kissed and that's it." I admitted. "Your cousin is a fucking liar, just like you and he has been making rumors about us. I'm not even his girlfriend. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

    "I understand." Is all he managed to say. I think Rowan wasn't even upset about the kissing part, not even the part where I called him a liar because apparently me not having sex with his cousin part had made him happy.

   "Now please leave me alone." I said. "I'm exhausted."

    Rowan dug his hands in his pocket and backed out from the kitchen like a gentleman. I pointed towards the main door and as he walked out, I noticed he had a sad expression on his face.

   "I'm sorry, Alana...please." Now Rowan was pleading. Begging. It was a face of a eight year old begging his parents for a special limited edition toy.