Fire And Ice

Chapter 18 - I'm Sorry... Not

Natalia's P. O. V

I'd run home and let myself in, taking my shoes off in the landing. My feet were aching. I wasn't used to wearing boots and heeled shoes or running barefoot.

I'd just gotten out of a soak in the Jacuzzi – a luxury that required immense persuasion from Candy – and was about to put my clothes back on when I heard a car approaching my driveway. I quickly threw the clothes I'd been wearing on and tied my hair in a high bun to keep it from dripping.

I heard the voices of Hailey, Keily and Greg as they walked to my front door then my doorbell went off.

"Coming!" I yelled and leisurely walked down the stairs and to the door, unlocking it and leaning on the frame.

"Can I help you?" More than I already have...

Hailey and Keily were still gaping at my house so Trevor spoke, "We came to apologise. You really saved the day and we didn't even thank you."

I caught Keily rolling her eyes at the statement.

Hailey, having snapped out of her awe, lightly elbowed Trevor, "You and Keily didn't thank her. Don't lump us all in."

"Right." Greg chimed.

Hailey pushed her twin forward and gave her a meaningful look.

Keily rolled her eyes and crossed her arms, "Whatever. I'm sorry for not being grateful. Thank you for helping me." She said, without an ounce of sincerity.

Trevor scratched the back of his head as he spoke, "I'm sorry for interrogating you instead of appreciating your help. I really shouldn't have done that. Are we cool?"

I smiled, he seemed sincere, "Yeah, We're cool."

For a long time, he simply stared at my eyes. The atmosphere quickly escalated to awkwardness so I cleared my throat and opened the door wider.

"Come in." I beaconed them inside.

Closing the door behind them, I had them take off their shoes in the landing – no way was I gonna let them mess up my floor, we're not that close – and led them to the living room. Hailey gaped at everything while her twin tried to make her awe subtle.

"Why don't I give you a tou-?"

Trevor interrupted me, "Why don't Greg and I give them the tour? I'm starving. Would you mind if we could have something to eat?"

I blinked, peering at him, "Sure, you go on ahead. Just don't go into my room."

I started towards the kitchen while the boys led the twins upstairs. I didn't trust that Keily wouldn't cause trouble but I would hear it if she did.

I decided to bake cookies and make sandwiches. In thirty seconds, I was done making the dough and poured it into the baking tray. I'd put them in the oven and was cutting tomatoes for the sandwiches in record time when I heard feet approaching the kitchen so I slowed down.

"Whatcha making?" Greg asked

I glanced at him over my shoulder then turned back to my cutting, "Cookies and sandwiches."

"Whoa. You're fast. The cookies are already in the oven."

"I was already making them before you guys dropped by." I wasn't proud of it but I was getting good at coming up with lies on the spot.

"Alright. Why don't I take over with the cutting?"

I dropped the knife on the chopping board and stepped back, "Sure"