Desire

(30) Alone

"I feel sick." Kimberly wondered into the living room, a pout on her lips and clad in a large shirt of Caiden's that she stole the night before from their movie date.

In the living room sat Robert and Florence both watching some kind of boring tv show per usual. The room was simply lip by a large lamp and the glow from the large tv. "Oh no, what's the matter, dear?" Florence was quick to stand to her feet and make her way to Kimberly who was leaning on the doorframe. "Are you warm? Do you have a temperature?"

Kimberly whined slightly and Florence raised her hand to place on the girls forehead. "I'm dizzy."

Flora sighed. "Oh sweetheart, you're boiling. You sit down, I'll get you some cold towels, blankets and pillows and an ice pop. I always felt that makes me feel better."

Kim nodded. "Okay." She mumbled and made her way to kay down on the couch as Florence left to gather the items she mentioned. Robert was sat in his usual armchair but then time being completely cold towards the girl.

She whined as she laid face down on the soft couch, wanting Robert to pay attention to her.

Nothing.

She whined again.

Still nothing.

She whined one more time, slightly raising her head to see if he was at least looking at her. Instead she saw him turn the tv volume up instead. She was immediately annoyed. "I'm going to be sick."

"Not in my carpet you won't." The man finally spoke up.

"Well thanks for your concern." She muttered back.

Robert scoffed. "Where on earth has this confidence come from?" She didn't answer. She wasn't entirely sure of the answer. "Trust me, I'd love for you to be more confident in yourself, but don't you dare begin to disrespect me."

"I didn't-"

"Don't." He was quick to shut her down.

"I'm sorry." She mumbled back.

He sighed. "I'm sorry?"

She was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry, sir."

"Good girl."

Then there was silence again. That was until Florence came back with big fluffy blankets, cold towels and an ice-pop just as she said. "Here you go, poppet." She threw the blankets over the girl and placed the cold towel over her forehead. She pulled the ice pop pro off the packaging and handed it to the girl to which she received a smile. "Do you get sick a lot?"

"I don't think so. I think I've always been pretty good." She spoke but then went back to sucking on the ice lolly.

"I'm sure it's nothing serious, but-"

"I'm trying to watch television." Robert interrupted rather rudely.

"Oh, shush." Florence rolled her eyes.

"You are not my mother."

"And you are not a child so stop acting like one." Florence trotted her teeth and glared in Robert's direction. Though he wasn't looking at the woman he could feel her burning holes into the side of his head.

"Fine." He snapped, angrily standing from his seat and storming out of the room.

"Jeez. What got his knickers in a twist?" Kimberly suppressed a small giggle.

Flora looked at Kim with raised eyebrows. "Well I believe it may be that stunt you pulled with Caiden."

She sighed. "I wasn't harming anyone. I don't belong to him nor Caiden. Flirting never hurt."