Hellish Obsession

"Ave. Where did you go last night? I was so worried about you." The first words Ethy blurted out having Ave in front of her door. She was always so concerned about her friends and the fact to be mentioned, she is a girly girl, unlike Ave.

"She was in the purple forest." Peter, the existence who was finally noticed by them said whilst he walked inside and arranged a seat for himself on the bed.

Ave could barely give her a blank stare. She wasn't aware of anything that happened last night. She was the most confused one here.

"She was probably with a wild animal." Peter was the one to reply.

Ave gritted her teeth as she grabbed the pillow beside him and started hitting him with it. Peter hid his face and lifted hands to shield himself from the attacks. "You... doom head. It hurts."

Not even bothering to stop, she glared at him murderously and continued hitting. "You better stop saying this." In order to get himself defense, Peter moved away and ran behind Ethy, trying to hide. "Why would I? It's the truth." He kept endorsing himself.

On the other side, dumbfounded, Ethy with her rounded eyes rushed to grab Ave's hand as she chased Peter and they kept rolling around her. "Ave, baby. Cool down. Please." She pleaded and slapped on Peter's arm. "You better stop."

He massaged his arm and threw her a glare. "You are always on her side. That's unfair."

"What if it's not an animal and a man with whom I spent the night?" Ave asked in a challenging tone and that got Peter entirely blank for a while.

"A man...? Why would he?" He and burst out in laughter as if it was the funniest joke he has ever heard. "Come on. Don't make me laugh." He said between his laughter, pressing his hand on his stomach.

That got Ave dumbfounded, she gave him a funny-actually-not-so-funny look. "Is it because I am a tomboy?"

"Yes. Real men like girly girls." Peter had nodded with a soft smirk. He likes to tease her. It always pleases him in a way.

She parted her lips. "Why only girly girls?" The curiosity her little head transmitted wasn't as simple as her ancient theory about being not a girly girl is okay.

Her head went through a great torment of thoughts until Ethy came by her side. "Don't listen to him." She paused and gave her a warm smile. "You are so beautiful the way you are. Our Princess is always perfect. It's just that men don't even dare to approach you because you are a princess, not because you aren't beautiful, got it?"

Ave nodded gladly as her lips curved with a smile. "Yeah, I am beautiful."

* * *

"Xavier, you are handsome."

Xavier shifted his eyes from his phone and averted them up at the man in front of him who was walking back and forth in his own bedroom, talking more to himself.

"How can it have something to do with dance, Sam?" His lips pressed hard but slightly loose again.

"Exactly." Sam in his yellow sweatpant screeched as he balled his hands together and continued. "It has nothing to do with it. It doesn't even matter because you are my cousin, as well as my best friend. And that's why you owe me a performance."

Xavier shook his head, a gentle rejection. "That's ridiculous."

Sam heaved a deep sigh and sat beside him on the bed with a sad surface of his face. "Everything was alright. I almost begged and you agreed to dance. But now what happened to change your mind?"

"Nothing." Xavier responded and again got busy with the phone.

"Something must have happened. Don't hide from me." Sam didn't give up.

A soft breath escaped Xavier's lips as he looked up. "There is nothing."

"There is." Sam urged.

"Not." He shot him a murderous glare.

Sam shook his head. "If you are not..."

"Are you going to keep nagging until I say yes?" Xavier's lips parted as he nodded.

"So please don't say no. It's just a day. You can't even do this much for me?" Sam acted cute, settling his hands on his cheeks, blinking his eyes. "Hmm?"

Defeated, Xavier who couldn't tolerate, had his head nodded. "I will go and practice."

In enthusiasm, Sam smiled so widely and almost jumped. "You are the best." He paused and scanner him top to toe. "You will wear a black suit. You will look like a model. And the bow tie around your neck..." His words stuck as his eyes darted at his neck. "Bro, you got something on your neck."

Xavier brought his hand to his neck, on the spot where the crazy woman bit him. The spot was still reddened, furthermore, there was a mark left. "It's still there, right? Even you noticed. But why would this won't go?" He mumbled.

"Did someone bite you?" Sam asked as his widened eyes darted at the balcony of his bedroom from where the front gate can be seen.

Xavier nodded. "A..." His words were halted when Sam stood up and he heard him say. "They are here."

"Who?" He cocked his head and glanced in the direction of his cousin's gape. As soon as his gaze lowered at the car in front of the mansion, Sam let out a laugh. "Peter and Princess Ave are here."

"Ave?" Xavier's mouth dropped open. He wasn't sure if he should hide or just ignore her existence when Sam said. "Yeah, she is my fiancee Ethy's best friend."