Skylar is a 19 year old girl who lives in New York with her Uncle and Aunt, Skylar's parents died when she was very young. She has had far from a peaceful life, and as if anything couldn't get anything worse, Her Uncle marries off to an Italian Mai...
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I am on the inside of my door frame debating whether I should hide in my room or go down and greet them.
Who am I kidding? My aunt will drag me out by my legs if she has to. And she would love it. I'm sure that my family is going to try and embarrass me every chance they get. And I don't know if I feel like dealing with that. To bad i don't have a choice
I finally summoned the courage to walk down the stairs. I felt like I had been standing in that doorway for hours when in reality I had only been there a few seconds.
All heads turned to me as the click of my heels were heard as i descended down the marble stairs, my uncle was looking at me like he wanted to kill me on the spot, i didn't know why but if i were to guess it would be because i took the attention off my sister, my sister also was shooting daggers at me with her eyes. And my aunt was just looking at my dress
Oh that's right, she told me not to wear this one. oops
But on the other hand the woman was giving me a warm smile. And the one that was most likely his son was emotionless, he was staring at me and I feel like I'm being silently judged. I watched as his eyes flicked up and down my body. When our eyes met I could see his eyes soften. The tiniest bit, and it was quickly covered up and it returned to the emotionless face that it was before.
Once I was at the bottom of the stairs. I started to get nervous as my uncle still has a murderous glint in his eyes. My uncle places an arm on my shoulder, and it's a deadly grip. I wince a bit but I cover it up fast. My eyes briefly meet with the man's son again but i pull my gaze away
"This is my niece, Skylar" my uncle says very calmly, as if his grip isn't about to break my fucking shoulder.
"Nice to meet you, Skylar. I'm Reina" the woman's warm voice greets me and she brings her hand out. She looks really happy to be here, who would be happy to be here. This place is hell
"Skylar" I shake her hands and I smile a little bit at her happiness. Reina takes her hand back and I bring mine back too. Then Reina motions her the other man forward
"This is my son Asher." Reiena introduces me and our eyes meet once again. His gaze was fixed on me and I suddenly felt very self conscious.
While his gaze was examining me I took the opportunity to look at him. He has dark brown curls that fall just above his forehead. His jaw line is so fucking sharp. His eyes are a deep blue and oh so memorizing, I could drown in them, they looked so cold but they held so much more if i looked close enough. He is tall, quite a bit taller than me.
I like tall guys.
What am I talking about, he's probably only here to talk business with my family. I'll probably never see him again after tonight, there's no point trying too hard to make an impression.
Asher finally brings his hand out for a handshake and i start to bring mine out to shake it when my aunt blurts out
"How about we get some drinks huh??" I look over at my aunt after she straightens herself out and she gives me a death glare.
"Please follow me to the living room" She says and starts walking.
I turn my head around to face Asher again but his hand has moved back to his side and he isn't looking at me. I felt a tint of disappointment,I know my aunt interrupted on purpose to stop him from shaking my hand.
How pathetic is that? Over a handshake. I bring my hand back and I turn around. I'm also met with a smirk from my sister.
I actually want to fucking punch her.
I take a deep breath and follow my aunt to the living room. My Uncle and Aunt sit on a couch with my sister who's still trying really hard to get Asher's attention. It almost makes me laugh, but I managed to tone it down to a small smile.
I can tell Ashers are not interested in her at all which also adds to my happiness. Which is short lived when my Uncle says.
"Skylar. Please get us the drinks tray from the kitchen."
"What about the maid?" I look at my uncle and raise my eyebrow. My uncle clenches his jaw and gives me a glare. Fuck, I'm fucked.
"The maid is busy" He grits out his teeth.
"Okay" I reply in a small voice knowing i pissed him off and i stand up from my seat and i catch a smile from Reina and i send a small one back before i head for the door and shut it behind me as i make my way to the kitchen.
Why me? Why are they so determined to keep me away from asher. Bullshit if you ask me
As I'm walking back from the kitchen with the tray and I'm swinging it in my hand. As I'm turning the corner to the hallway back to the living room I bump into someone and the tray clatters to the ground.
"Oh shit i'm sor-" i start saying but i realize it's Asher
"Oh hi" I said simply and I bent down to grab the tray. The pain in my ribs immediately shoots up my body and I wince a bit and hide it before I come back up with the tray and my eyes meet with Ashers. He stands there for a bit before i say something
"Are you just gonna stand there or?" I say as a small smile tugs at my lips. I watch as Asher snaps out of a trance. And he says
"My apologies, are you okay?"
It's the first time i have heard him talk all evening,
"Yeah I'm fine" I reply shortly, and he raises an eyebrow. I know he saw me wince in pain but i ignore that
"You sure?" he says still trying to tell if i am actually fine or not
"One hundred percent" I lie straight out of my teeth.
"Alright i'm heading towards the bathroom"
"Oh i see, uh have fun" I physically cringe at my words, have fun? Why the fuck would he have fun? I'm such a fucking idiot, I'm hopeless, but just as I'm about to dig a hole and bury myself deep inside it, i watch as Asher cracks a smile
"I will" he says still smiling, and then he walks away towards the bathroom
