His Drama Queen novel Chapter 42

Plus I was not in the mood to start a conversation. I had a hundredth problems going on. Ninety nine involved Nicole.

"So...," Florence started, breaking the silence. "Are you going to tell me why you look like shit, nephew?" she emphasized the last part as she stared intently at me.

"It's still too fresh to talk about it, Flor." I warned her, but added. "Maybe another day?"

"But you will feel better when you talk about it." She told me and placed her hand on mine. "Come on, it will do you really good." She squeezed my hand softly indicating that it is okay to pour my heart out at a sushi place.

"Where do I start?" I mumbled quietly, knowing she will not give up. "I'm in love with her. Truly, madly, deeply."

"I can see." She said still holding my hand in hers. " What is the problem? The feeling is not mutual?"

"It is, but I don't know." I pulled my hand away and ruffled my hair out of frustration. "I really don't know why she wanted to take a break."

"Maybe she has her reasons?"

"What reasons?!" I whisper-yelled. I have thought about this. So many times. But I cannot see why she wanted this break. We were fine. Everything was fine. "If she would have told me maybe we could have solve it...together."

"Look, maybe she just need some time to think about it."

"About what?"

"I don't know. Everyone has their own reasons why they want to go on a break. Maybe she is just confused or maybe... I don't know. But trust me when I say this, this is all in god's plan."

I facepalmed myself. How could I forget? Florence is very religious. Everything that happens she refers to as in god's plan. She always carries a bible with her in her bag and every Sunday she can be found in the church.

"I really love her, Flor. Like actually love her. I have never loved any other girl before as much as I love her. And I don't think I will ever stop loving her."

"Then you should give it some time, Ethan." Florence said in her soothing voice. "If god really made you two for each other, you will get your happily ever after. Don't stress."

"But what if we are not made for each other?"

She frowned her eyebrows at me and pursed her lips. "Why would you even think that? The way you describe your feelings for her says enough. You two are made for each other."

"Then why am I not with her right now?"

"Ask god and he will give you your answer." She answered simply, moving a strand of hair out of her face. "Pray for your happiness, Ethan. We can go to church afterwards. Is there a church near your home?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "I don't know. I never go to church."

I adjusted the straps of my black striped bikini and grabbed my sunblock out of my beach bag that I borrowed from my mom. She had a whole closet with bags and she didn't like it when I borrowed one. But once in the blue moon, just once, she let me choose something out of her collection of bags. I opened the sunblock and squeezed a little bit on my hand and applied it on my body.

This was my third day in Brazil and so far I have been enjoying it.

I went shopping the same day I arrived and attended a party last night hosted by one of my mother's friends. My mom didn't mention that it would be an art party, so it was boring to say the least. Today I decided to go to the beach and get a beautiful golden brown tan before going back to New york, which will be at the end of next week.

I was so ready to go back to the busy city and get started on my boutique. Rose was currently also on vacation in Morocco.

I put on my sunglasses and laid down on the beach chair. The chattering from the people around me and the cool breeze from the ocean gave me a tranquil feeling. Living in a busy city as New York made me crave for a relaxed environment quite often. Even though Brazil was not exactly a quiet and relaxed city, it was my home.

And home is where the heart is.

Although that's what I thought until last night when I cried myself to sleep. The feeling of guilt suddenly took me over and I started to bawl my eyes out. I thought that I was slowly going insane. There was a missing piece in my heart and I knew exactly what that missing piece was. It was the sound of the piano, the warmth of his body, and the love that he fed me.

"Hey."

I opened my eyes to see who stood between me and the sun. I immediately gasped as I saw it was none other than Hayden. What the hell was he doing here? He was standing next to my beach chair, his hair all wet and his toned skin glistening in the sun. He wore his orange shorts so low, that I could see his v-line.