Broken Pieces - L. S. (read any book TXT) 📗

friends. On my first day, I was approached by a girl and offered me an application to a long time sorority. I checked their place for a while, everyone was nice to me but I declined to join their group. All I want is to focus on my studies and I am fine being just me. When I told Carter about it, he said that its okay if I join and he said that it’s fun to be in a sorority. He even told me about the fraternity he joined way back in Stanford.

I love the school, the campus, the professors, and every part of it. My life is so much easier now, because I can be who I want to be. I no longer need to feel different because I have an abusive step father or because I work as a stripper. I am just me, I am living a simple life; not really simple cause I live in a bachelor mansion of Carter and we're kind of together, although, we haven't really talked about it. But I am normal, I feel very normal.  I never expected that I can be normal.

When we parked the car at the garage, I noticed Carter’s black Lamborghini Aventador is already in the garage. This is the car he used earlier to drive me to school earlier and to his work. Marcus opened the door and I got off the car, I wonder why he is early, since he normally goes home around seven in the evening and it’s only five in the afternoon. I made my way to the house and I found him sitting on the couch with a glass of scotch in hand. He is still wearing the same black suit he wore early this morning. He looks so much younger with his new semi-spike hair cut. He immediately smiled at me as he saw me walks inside the house.

“Hey,” I greeted him.

I walked towards him and sat beside him. I was wearing my usual sweat shirt, jeans and sneakers. He bought me new dresses but I rarely wear them because I am not really used to be so girly. I just wear them when I need to, like Carter and I are having to dinner to some formal restaurant.

“I’ve missed you,” he said and gave me a peck on lips.

“Me too,” I whispered.

Even after a month of living together I am still not used to the intimate things he often tells me. Even though we’ve already shared so much, if you know what I mean, I still do not know how to respond to his sweet and romantic words.

He ran his fingers on my neck giving me tingles.

“Why are you so early?” I asked.

He smiled and it showed his beautiful set of sparkling white teeth. I don’t know how he can get this handsome. He’s just perfect and whenever I am with him I can’t help not to feel that we don’t fit together. I am too simple for him.

“Because I have a surprise for you,” he said, still smiling.

He stood up and pulled me to the front of the house, there I found an expensive blue car that I don’t even know what kind of car is it.

“Did you like it?” he asked.

I nodded, it’s a beautiful car and it looks very much expensive. It’s obvious that’s it’s a brand new car. I wonder what is he going to do with another car, he already have four luxury cars, aside from the BMW that’s being used by Marcus whenever he fetch me from school right after my class.

“It’s beautiful,” I said, trying to find the word that will fit the car but that’s all I was able to come up with. The car is really beautiful, I don’t know what to add on that anymore.

He smiled and took something from his pants pocket.

“I’m glad you liked it, it’s the latest Bentley Continental V8 S convertible, it’s a nice car to drive,” he said, still smiling at me.

He pulled my hand, opened my palm and dropped the car keys he took from his pocket.

“Do you want me to give it a test drive?” I asked unsurely.

This is a new car, and even though I just learned to drive a couple of months ago and I only drove Keith’s old Volkswagen Beetle I really liked to have a test drive for this new car.

“Yeah, actually, you can bring it to school tomorrow,” he answered.

I got excited with the test drive but with me bringing it to school? I don’t think so.

“A test drive is enough for me, it’s your new car and you should be the one who should use it, not me.” I told him, refusing his offer.

“It’s not mine, it’s your Jillian, and this is your car,”

I was stunned. My car? Is he insane? This is a luxury car, from what I know a Bentley costs a fortune.

“No,” I shook my head and gave the keys back to him. “You don’t have to do that, I mean, I’m fine with Marcus picking me up at school.” I sighed, not knowing how to put the right words into this, I don’t want to sound like being ungrateful. “Carter, you’ve already done so much for me, you gave me a nice place to live, you are already supporting my schooling, I can’t accept anything like this.” I explained, shaking my head again.

He took a deep breath and pulled me close to him, resting his hands on my hips.

“Jillian, when I told you I’ll give everything to you, I meant that. I really would like to give you a better life. When you decided to go with me, my only goal was to make you happy and that includes giving you everything I can, my money, luxury, myself, everything, and since you came here I haven’t even done an inch of what I want to give you and yet you’re already declining me?” he said with sincerity and a slight of frustration. “It’s just a car, it is for your own convenience, you don’t need to have Marcus follow you everywhere you go because you need him to drive you home, with this car you can go any place you want without having the hassle of contacting Marcus. I want you safe, but I also want you to be free. I didn’t bring you here to lock you with me. I brought you here because I want you and at the same time I want you live too.”

I took a deep breath, with everything he just told, what else can I say? I don’t want to hurt him by not accepting the car. He has a point, if I’ll have my own car then I don’t need Marcus to follow me around the campus or waiting for me until my class ends. I guess Marcus need a life too.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to a kiss on his lips.

“Thank you,” I whispered.

“You’re welcome baby,”

Then he kissed me again.

The next morning, I drove to UCLA with my new Bentley Continental V8 S Convertible. It took me a while to memorize the name of this super beautiful car and not to mention expensive car. Last night before we went to bed, I secretly searched the price of it on Google using my cell phone and I almost had a heart attack when I saw how much it was, $199, 700.00. Wow, it really does cost a fortune. I had second thoughts of really accepting it after I knew how much it was and I was planning on talking to Carter this morning at breakfast, however, when I saw how excited he was about me driving the car for the first time I had to withdraw the thought on my head and just be excited about it too.

I carefully parked the car on the parking lot near my building, because of this car, I also had to dress myself up so I won’t look like I stole the car. So instead of wearing my usual sweatshirt earlier this morning I put on a blue green sleeveless knee-length v-neck sun dress with thick strap and I paired my new T-strap blue flat sandals. If Nicole was here, for sure she will tell me I look like a freaking girl.

“Nice ride,”

I turned to see Christy, the girl from my writing classes. I met her on the first day of class, she is a 5 foot 10 inches tall brunette, with gray eyes, perfect nose and pouty lips, she lives in Orange County, her parents are lawyers and she has an older brother who is an art major. She is nice to me, one of the first people who introduced themselves to me, and we constantly hang out together at campus. She walks to me wearing a beige casual lace above the knee dress and a brown flat form heels.

“New car?” she asked.

I nodded, and then I pressed the key to lock the Bentley.

“Yeah,”

She smiled and ran her gaze on the car.

“A gift from Mr. Super Rich Business Tycoon?” she teased.

We started walking towards the building.

“Kind of.”

Christy knows about the Carter thing, though I didn’t mention what’s the real score is. She believes we’re live in partners. I didn’t plan on telling her before but I can’t really keep it knowing that Marcus is following my every move.

“Ummm, generous” she added.

“Well,” I took a deep breath, “he said I needed it and its nice car so who am I to refused right?” I told her.

“Right, besides a Bentley is very expensive,” she nodded.

“It is, that’s why I didn’t really want to accept it,” I said.

We went inside the building and walked straight to the auditorium where our first class is.

“You know, my brother was really sad when I told him you have a rich/hot boyfriend” she giggled.

“But why?” I cocked my brow.

I met his brother once, his name was Adam if I am not mistaken, and he’s a boy next door type, really gorgeous and a senior student with an art major.

She sat on the third row and I sat beside her, I haven’t seen our other friend Brooke. There are only a few students there, well, it is still early, class doesn’t start until 9am and it’s only 8:30, I just want to be early all the time and Christy too.

“I told you, he has a huge crush on you, but since you’re lock up with a super hot business tycoon then he has no chance in hell.” She explained.

I never knew that. When I met him, we didn’t even talk so I doubt if he has a crush on me.

“You know he rarely likes someone, he’s different with other guys, I only remembered he had a crush on our neighbor way back in middle school, since then I haven’t seen or heard from him that he is crushing on someone,” she told me. “You know, if you’re not just with someone, I’ll be rooting for the two of you, Adam is really a one of a kind guy.”

I just gave her a slight smile; I can’t help not to think about what she just said. Is Carter really locking me with him? I don’t feel that though, I wonder if what will happen to us if I didn’t fall for him or he didn’t fall for me. Is he going to kick me out of the house? Are we going to be separated? What if he falls for me? Is he going to ask me to marry him, or we’ll just stay together forever? But marriage is way too far from what I want to do with my life right now. Besides, I don’t think Carter would want any of that anytime soon. The class started with Christy’s words still clinging on my head. Maybe, I don’t need to think of that now, I’ll just do what I need to do, study and be with Carter at all times.

“Jillian,”

I was