Dating Mr. CEO - Chapter 54: Chapter 54

ELROY
It was something I did every two years, I was supposed to be used to it by now. At least, last two years I didn't fret... I went with so much confidence, knowing I would gain my way into the merge program. The pre merge program was always an opportunity for me to show off my skills and designs. But right now, I wasn't feeling so confident.
Maybe it was because my designs weren't totally mine, maybe it was because I'd never had someone else's ideas put in my work before, maybe it was because this time, Yvonne was involved in it.
But I didn't care, I didn't care about Yvonne, I didn't care if someone else's designs were used for my collection, I just simply didn't care. so why the hell was I so nervous?
I took in a deep breath, then unknotted my tie angrily.
I hadn't spoken to Fay for over a week now, anytime I called her, she'd either ignore it, or disconnect it. That only made me confused. I couldn't go to her penthouse because I wasn't sure if Lucas would be there. I didn't want to ruin her plans, but I was eager, so eager to see her.
I tried knotting the tie again.
During the past week, all I could think about was Fay, my thoughts and head were filled with her name, voice, face...
She would be attending the merge program today, that's for sure. I couldn't wait to see her, I needed to know why she completely blocked me out.
I unknotted the tie again.
I mean, we parted on good terms and she warned me not to call her until she called... But she didn't call, she didn't even text, there was no fucking word from her, I was worried, so worried.
I tried my best to withhold myself and wait for her to call or text or maybe visit, but she didn't.
I gave the tie another try again.
Everyone knew... Everyone knew we weren't in good terms, at least, that was what we made them think. I also knew that there would be more people at the merge program today, people who were curious about the sudden silence in our relationship. Hell, I myself was curious... It was almost like we were separated for real.
I wanted to see her today, to ask her why?
Grandma had been pressuring me to go talk to her, she thought that I did something really terrible to make Fay finally move out.
Different stories had been made up about Fay and I. And all this chaos was happening because of Lucas, that fucking bastard.
I unknotted the tie, throwing it on my table, angrily.
"Having issues with your tie?"
I stilled.
What the hell is she doing here?
Turning to her direction, I found her leaning against my door, her dull yellow thigh length gown, hugged her curves gracefully, showcasing her long dark skinned legs. The gown exposed her cleavage a whole tons of lots, and her face was as beautiful as ever, with high cheek bones like a queen. Her hair framed her face. It was a different look, one that suited her perfectly. Her brown hair was now cut short, below her jaw line, she wore it straight and bold.
Her lips held a smile hostage, as she pulled herself from her leaning position, walking over to my direction. She passed me, picked up my tie from the table, then turned to me.
"You know why I always have the pleasure of seeing you?" She asked, but I didn't reply.
With her infamous smile, she stood in front me, really close.
Her face was adorned with little make up, just a little to enhance her beauty.
She raised my collar, and then placed my tie around it, knotting slowly. "It's the fact that I just can't get over that look. The look of admiration, want, lust." She smiled, looking into my eyes.
"What do you want, Yvonne?"
I couldn't deny the fact that she smelled nice, really nice.
"You." She said, a familiar emotion dancing in her eyes.
"Me." I stated.
"Yeah, you. I want you, and I'm done denying it." She said.
I raised a brow at her.
"Is that why you came here? To tell me you want me?"
"And to wish you good luck today, although I know you're gonna make it through to the merge program, but anyway, it just feels like the right thing to do." She said, biting her lower lip.
She placed my collar down, arranging the tie properly.
I noticed something, something different. Whenever I saw Yvonne, my heart would always recognize her presence, her voice, her smile, the way she looked at me, the way she walked. My heart would always react.
But right now, only my mind recognized her, my heart was doing it's normal job, probably because it was trying to save itself for the presence of someone named, Fay Henderson.
I took a step back. "Thanks." I muttered. "...and I wish you good luck too, you're gonna need it."
She paused, staring at me.
I tucked both my hands into my pockets. "What?" I asked.
"I heard about you and Fay... She's moved out, and I'm pretty sure the news of your break up would be out in a week or half."
I still kept my face, stoic. "And?"
She gave a small chuckle. "Really? You enjoy doing this, don't you?"
"Doing what?"
"Making people fall for you and then break their hearts whenever you feel like it."
"I never broke your heart, let's just say it was the other way around." I said.
She shook her head. "I didn't do anything."
"You didn't? One day we were totally fine and the next you wanted to end things, without giving me a fucking reason."
"I told you my Dad-"
"Don't put it on your Dad, Yvonne. You never loved me. You just wanted to use me. Steal from me. Climb your way up the ladder of Fame. That was all you wanted."
"No." She injected, coming closer to me. I didn't move a muscle. "No El... My Dad made me. I couldn't say no, it was either you or him. He's my family."
"And I loved you."
"He loved me too. I made a mistake ending things without a proper explanation. I made you feel guilty over something you didn't do, I made you think you hurt me... While- while I was the one who hurt you. For that- for that I'm sorry." She said, her eyes trying to compell mine.
"You're sorry." I repeated, absentmindedly.
"I am. I think about it everyday... About you. I- I still love you. In fact, I don't think I ever stopped." She said.
I gulped, watching her. "You hurt me."
"I know."
"No you don't... You don't know what I had to go through, you weren't there, you left. You crushed me, Yvonne. Broke me."
She looked like she was about to cry, and I knew I wouldn't like it. Not one bit.
"I'm sorry. I truly am. I thought I was doing right by my Dad, I was foolish... I didn't think- I just- I just acted. I just-" A tear dropped.
Immediately, I wiped it off. "Don't. You'll ruin your make up."
"Fuck the make up." She said. "I want us back. I'm done being the good girl who just leaves everything for the sake of the false greater good. I want you back El."
"I'm with Fay." I said, watching her.
"Then end it." She said.
I raised a brow at her.
"What?" She asked. "It's not like you love her. I know you still love me. We still have feelings for each other, it never left, I know that." She said, running her knuckles down my face. "I know you still want me." She whispered, leaning in. "I can see it in your eyes, El... You still love and care about me." Her minty breath fanned my face, trying to intoxicate me. "I know you."
Her lips pressed against mine, softly.
My heart leaped against my chest, skipping a beat—surprisingly, not the way it used to. This time it skipped out of fear and shock.
I should push her.
She cupped my face in her hand, deepening the kiss.
I should stop this.
She bit my bottom lip in a teasing manner, coaxing me to make a move, before she continued kissing me again, her tongue seeking entrance, and I let her. I parted my lips, kissing her back.
Why I fucking did that—I don't know, was it to test a theory? Or was this another way my damn mind was trying to fuck things up for me yet again? I'll never fucking know—all I knew was that this was wrong. This could ruin everything with Fay.
But she didn't call, or text or even send a card to wish you good luck with the program, she abandoned you.
No. We had a plan, and she was only playing her part. That's all.
Still.
Yvonne pressed her body against mine, the heat from her body, seeped into mine.
Fucking hell, Roy, what are you doing?
My hands left my pocket, pushing her away, gently. "I can't." I said, taking two steps back, creating distance between us.
She looked confused. "What do you mean you can't?"
I gulped, getting my head straight. "You were wrong." I said.
Worry and confusion graced her face. "Wrong? About what?"
"Everything you said." I clenched and unclenched my jaw, feeling so stupid for letting her kiss me, and for kissing her back. This was going to be a real problem, if Fay finds out.
I sighed. "I'm in love with Fay. She's all I think about, all I crave for, all I want... When I imagine a future, she's the only one I can picture. She's different, special. And definitely doesn't deserve what I just did."
"But the- the both of you- you're going to break up-"
"We're not. We might not be speaking to each other now, but- I know what we have. It is nothing compared to what we had Yvonne."
"Of course it isn't. What we had was special, it was different-"
"It was nothing compared to anything and everything Fay and I have." I said, stressing my words.
Her eyes widened in shock and hurt. "You don't love me anymore?" Her voice broke.
"I do love you, but what I have with Fay, is worth fighting for. And whatever I have or once had with you, isn't worth fighting for. I'm sorry."
She took in a deep breath. "But I still love you, and I'm not ready to let you go."
"I am." I found myself saying. "I've held on for too long, Yvonne. You're too late... Someone else has helped me shaped back the heart you broke, you don't expect me to give it to you again do you? I can't risk it. I'd rather let the one who shaped it, handle it. Not the one who broke it."
She gritted her teeth. "Seriously?"
I shrugged. "I don't mean to hurt you. I'm sorry."
"No... Don't apologize." She wiped her tears. "Listen, you might not be willing to fight for us, but I am. Just you wait, you'll see, I'll make you see that sticking with Fay wasn't your best option. Just you wait." She said, marching out of my office in anger.
I shut my eyes, gulped and pulled them back open.
Picking up my phone, I dialed Fay's number again.
Pressing it to my ear.
Please, for the love of God, pick up.
"Hi, you've reached-"
I disconnected it, throwing my phone to the ground angrily.
I didn't care if it broke, I was mad. Very mad.
I didn't want to think it... No... I won't think it... I didn't make a mistake, choosing Fay... I knew what I felt... I love her, and I don't care if she doesn't reciprocate my feelings... I made the right choice... It was either Fay Henderson, or no one else.
-
I wasn't available for the runway session, but I made it to the after party. Honestly, I couldn't even pinpoint the reason why I felt nervous.
I made it through to the merge program, which would be happening in three days time. Yvonne also made it through, and like she anticipated, we were going against each other.
I honestly don't mind.
So right now, I was chatting animatedly with some old friends, while drinking my strawberry flavored wine.
"Tell us Roy, what's the ups with you and your chick? You guys really breaking up?" Andrew, a guy also in the same line of my business, asked.
"Come on, you can't ask that." David, Damien's friend who happened to go to the same college with us, piped in. His Dad was a politician.
"Why not? Everyone's freaking out. They really want to know what's up with you and Fay." Andrew said.
"Yeah, that's right. It's actually the only reason why I'm here today, I want some drama, some tea." David smirked.
"Fuck off." I muttered. "She isn't here anyway." I said, bringing the glass to my lips.
"She is. Saw her during the runway program. She was spectacular." Andrew grinned.
"Of course she was, she's my girlfriend."
Andrew coughed, muttering something that sounded like. "Soon to be ex." He coughed again.
I glared. "Whatever, she didn't make it to-"
"Shit." David muttered, cutting me off.
He was focusing on a direction behind me. "What?" I asked him.
"Oh trust me, you don't want to see this man." Andrew said.
Everyone in the room started to murmur, their eyes focusing on a direction behind me, they'd each turn to glance at my direction, and then back at the direction behind me.
I furrowed my brows, wondering why everyone's attention was drawn to a particular direction.
I turned, and actually, I regretted it.
Fay stood there, and beside her was Jayden Collins. His arms were around her waist as he whispered something to her ears, making her laugh.
What the hell was she doing with Jayden? And that too, now? Here?
She looked stunning in her red toe lenght strapless gown, her hair was perfectly coiled around her back and shoulders. Her face was glowing as ever, her smile wide and perfect.
My heart lurched in my chest and my blood boiled at her closeness to him, my heart broke at the way she looked so happy without me.
She had been ignoring my calls for days, days... Only to show up with Jayden Collins, her ex... The one she knew I hated.
Soon enough, Lucas showed up behind them, holding her red purse. She smiled up at him, laughing at something he said about her purse or whatever. She hit his shoulders playfully.
The three of them talked amongst themselves like they were the only ones in the large hall, like they didn't notice the stares they were getting, or the fact that people were taking pictures.
"You didn't tell me she was back with Jayden." Andrew said from behind me, grabbing my attention.
I blinked. "I myself didn't know she was back with him." I said to myself. Taking down all the wine in one go.
I turned to their direction again. Jayden and Lucas were talking about a showcase design, just in front of them while Fay looked like she was searching the crowd for someone, and when her eyes found mine, she stopped, and so did my heart.
We held our gaze, but damn it to hell.. I couldn't stop myself from glaring at her... I was angry and I needed answers, but I was too angry to get them.
Her eyes held what looked like longing.
I was pretty sure people noticed the eye contact because now came the whispers.
She blinked, breaking the eye contact, looking everywhere but my direction.
Awesome.
I looked away, and in that motion, my eyes met that of Yvonne's, she smirked at me and It spelt 'I told you so' I tore my eyes from hers "I think I'm gonna call it a night guys. I'm suddenly not feeling this anymore." I said.
"You okay?" David asked with concern.
I gave him a look of indifference. "Why wouldn't I be?" I muttered. "See you guys, whenever." I said, making my way to the packing lot, below the building.
Did I make the wrong decision? With Fay? Was she back with Jayden? Was that why she didn't pick up my calls? Was it?
My heart was giving an unsteady reaction to this.
She was really doing this to me wasn't she?
After everything.
My footsteps echoed in the parking lot as I made my way to my car.
"Leaving so soon?" Her voice stopped my movement abruptly as my heart skipped a bit.
Her footsteps echoed as she came closer.
She wrapped her arms around me from behind. I closed my eyes, gulping down as my heart began to get unsteady against my chest.
But when she spoke, I snapped right back to my senses.
"I missed you El, I missed you so much."