Fifty Two: Make Him Fall
I put my hand on the handle, about to go and run for my life into the house before get drenched by the rain. Matthew grips on my upper arm gently and I turn my head to look at him in confusion. He reaches for the back of the car and grab an umbrella and hand it to me.
“Don’t forget to bring it tomorrow.”
I flash him a smile and push the door open as I open the umbrella. I shut the door close and quickly walk to the house. I shake of the water from the umbrella and step into the house. I take of my wet shoes and turn.
“Where were you? With Matthew?” I let out a gasp and look at Colton, standing there with his arms crossed over his chest.
“Another paired assignment.”
“It seems like your relationship between you getting a lot more better.” He smiles.
“Ha, trust me. We still fight in like every ten minutes.” I laugh a little.
“Have you eaten?” He asks, looking at me with worries in his eyes. I give him a little reassuring smile. “Yes.”
“Okay." He smiles. "The dinner would be ready in a few minutes, though.” He shrugs.
“I guess I’m not going to eat. I’m still full.”
Damn, why did he have to feed all of those ice cream? I'm grateful for the free ice cream but at the same time I'm also pissed off and confused by his weird act.
“What do you both even eat?” He stares at me with curiosity.
“Pizza. And he was fe-” I quickly stop myself from saying the words and look away from him. My eyes widen in realization of what I'm going to say and I press my lips into a thin line.
“He was what?” He says, his face getting hard, probably angry if he done something to me. I shake my head. “Nothing.”
“I know it’s something.” He says, his expression getting more serious. I let out a sigh, searching for an excuse to get me out of this conversation. No way in hell I'm going to tell him the truth.
“No it’s not. He was, you know, uh, he make me pay for the pizza.”
“Damn that boy.” He mutters under his breath, his hands already turn into fists as he stares at the floor.
“But it’s fine though. It’s not like he forced me to buy it.” I say quickly.
I ascend the stairs and walk into my room. I switch the light on and jump onto my comfortable bed, sighing.
Damn, tomorrow is definitely going to be interesting.
Groaning, I walk into the bathroom and take a quick shower. I walk out from there and plop down on my bed, turning on my laptop. Emails from Mr. Warren comes into my view and I quickly click on it.
Have you got any information about the Williams? I need at least a few thing to know that you’ve been working on your job other than attending the school. Give me at least one information about the Williams by Sunday.
What? Oh my god what should I do? I haven’t even get any information about them. What should I do? No way in hell I'm going to disappoint Mr. Warren, especially dad.
I open my laptop and quickly search about the Williams. But there’s nothing really helpful. There’s nothing suspicious about them from the internet. Of course. But the dark net or deep web? I guess I can find something there. But damn, getting into those side of the internet sometimes creeps me out. There’s a lot of thing like weird, satanic videos, illegal weapons selling, and illegal drug!
Ah, that’s it. That’s the only thing I need to know. Just ignore all of the weird shit and go straight to that.
I search through all of the results and there’s nothing I can actually get. I guess the deep web is not their choice to sell drugs.
Wait, tomorrow I have to work on his goddamn homework. Which means, if I don’t do it, he would not let me go home and that too, means that I have a chance to stay at his house and hack into the house system again.
Why did not I thought about this before? This is brilliant. I can get into his house without sneaking into the house. I guess tomorrow, like it or not, I should stay in his house. For my own job, I need to.
“Sophie.” I look at the doorway, finding Aunt Sarah standing there with a soft smile on her face. I return her smile right away. “Yes, Aunt Sarah?”
“Why haven’t you eaten? You know the dinner already served half an hour ago.” She says and sit on the bed beside me.
“I have eaten pizza. I’m not hungry.”
“When I was working on my assignment with Matthew.”
“Okay then. What have you getting yourself into since you get home?” She stares into my laptop screen.
“Trying to get something about the Williams from the internet. But I got nothing.” I sigh, staring at my laptop screen in sadness and disappointment. This job is harder than what I thought it would be.
“Of course you won’t." She giggles, slapping my arm lightly. "If it’s on the internet, the agency would already put them into the jail a long time ago.”
“Right.” I purse my lips.
“Have you even tried to, what is it?” She asks, more to herself as she stares at the bed sheet with her brows furrowed, and then beam. “Ah, hack their computers?”
I frown at her question, remembering the timem when I almost got myself killed. “I tried once, almost got tracked by their security system.”
“That’s sounds bad.” She frowns.
“It is. But I will try it again tomorrow because Matthew and I’s assignment hasn’t finished yet. And I guess I would be staying at his house since we have to submit it the next day.”
“Don’t you hate him?”
“I hate him. But I have to for my job. Whether I like it or not.” I shrug. She smiles at my words. “That’s good for you.”
“But it’s still hard to not getting mad at that shithead.”
“I know you want to strangle or punch him most of the time. But you can’t just do that, you have to be more friendlier, try to get to his good side or try to get into his heart. I know it would hurt him when he knows the truth, but it’s a matter that you have to set aside for now. I know you don’t like to betray people, but you have to do it for your job.”
“Alright then. From now on, I will make Matthew Williams falls for me.” I grin at the idea and look back at Aunt Sarah. She smiles back at me and seem to remember something in a sudden. “Oh, I have something to tell you.”
“What is it?”
“So, about the winter break, I know where we should go.” She grins. Curiosity gets the best of me and without realizing, I stare at her with excitement.
“Where? But, doesn’t it too early to decide about it? We still have like 4 months left until break. It’s still a long way to go.”
“It’s better to be early than late. I decided that we would go to a country in South East Asia.” I stare up at her with wide eyess, gaping a little. “That’s very far from here.”
“I know, but it will be worth it. Maybe you’ve heard about Indonesia? Or to be exact, Bali?” She grins widely at me and I look at her in perplexity.
“Bali? We’re going there?! That’s great! I’ve been wanting to go there for a while, but dad doesn’t have a lot of time to go on a vacation far away from here.” I frown.
“Actually, it’s not my idea to go there.”
“Then whose idea is that?”
“The Williams.” I widen my eyes at the mention of his family’s name and I shake my head in disbelief. So I'm going to stuck with Matthew on holidays too? How sucks my life is! I need some break from that one specific person and now I just know that we're going to be together on winter break too? Fucking great.
“No, no, no, no. I’m not going to go there with them. Especially with that one certain person. Hell no.”
“But it’s your chance to get closer to him. You said you want to make him fall for you. And this is one of your biggest chance to do so.” She puts her hands on top of mine and hold it.
“It’s your business right there. But I guess, if you want to be a close person to him, a person that he can trust, you have to try to be nicer to him from now on.”
“It’s not that simple.” Because he's complicated. More complicated than us girls.
“It is that simple. Just be nicer, and things will be changing.”
She’s right. It is that simple. I just need to get myself on his good side and things will easier for me.
“You’re right. I have to do it. Starting from tomorrow.”
“Good luck.” She walks out of the room, leaving me once again with myself and thoughts that now filling up my mind.
So, if I want him to fall for me, I should be nicer. Which means, I have to do whatever he tells me to do. Even if he will act like a jerk, I should. Maybe he will even try to piss me off. But I will have to keep my patience close to me and don’t let his act and words get into my head anymore. I should.