[IC] First Love, Last Love [ SinfulSkills and sakura ]

 
⌇ Sometimes you need to calm the fuck down ⌇

✌ Laila Suisen and her daughter Alvrentasia Suisen ✌

Alvrentasia hummed as she cooked, earphones in her head as she nodded her head along with the music. "Is it, all in my head." she sang, flipping the pancake over once it was ready. THere was only a plate for one since she wouldn't even eat all that much. She had a granola bar to take place of her breakfast. A bite or two of that and it would be plenty. Soon, she heard noise approach the living room. Her mother had come over the night before with a random man. Laila didn't really like her place and felt like her daughter's place gave off a more one night stand vibe. Even though it was her daughter's place. She could hear them giggling and Alvrentasia turned to see her mother waving goodbye as a man with a tight blue shirt left the room, giving her a kiss on the cheek. She smiled and looked over to her with a stupid grin. "God, he was so juicy. You did see him right?" 

She looked over at her mother and rolled her eyes. "You mean the guy that looked like he was my age? Yeah, I saw him." she said to her. Her mother frowned in response, taking a seat in front of the counter and waiting on her food. She had on a large white T-shirt that didn't even look her size. "Whatever." Her tone was as if she was a teenage chick that was in her rebellious phase. "I have to go but before that... uhhh... remember your father?" Her mother looked from side to side, twirling her hair as if she was nervous. Alvrentasia sighed and put a plate in front of her. "Yeah. It's the guy that used to work at a gas station near you when you were in high school, right?" She responded, pulling her one earphone out of her ear. Alvrentasia began eating her pancakes, an eyebrow up as she waited for her mother to speak. 

"The thing is...That was a lie. You're real father's name is...Alteis Freloun"

Her last word was hushed but Alvrentasia could hear it, her dark brown eyes going wide as her surprise quickly turned to anger. This had all been kept a secret? That fucking actor that she had grown up seeing in so many movies and he turns out to be her goddamn father. Sure, most people might be cool about this. Heck, they'd probably be happy but all of this. Just all. Of. It. Was getting on her nerves. If there was anything she hated it'd be liars and her mother might as well have a degree in it. That and being a slut. 

"YOu...bitch."

Laila was the next one to have a surprised expression on her face now as her jaw dropped. If there was anything she hadn't heard her daughter do, it was curse at her. "You...what? Did you just... A-Alvrentasia!" she exclaimed loudly, taking a mental step back as she tried to recollect what has just happened. Her sweet daughter had just cursed at her. Sure she had some smart-ass responses at times but she was never one to curse. At least not in front of her. 

"Yes I fucking cursed at you. You - you had no right to keep this from me!! You know what, get out of my house. The house that I paid with after I got a job due to a scholarship at a ivy league college NO THANKS TO YOU. Because what were you doing while I studied my ass off? Oh, you were just fucking strangers. So get the fuck OUT. I'm done. I don't want you coming into my house at 3 am with a random 20 year old because you know what? I don't like having to listen to you FUCK while I try to SLEEP! Out. Now." 

Was what she wished that she could say in that moment. Every time she tried to learn more about her father and have to find out that he was a failure in life. Working at 7 eleven or some shit. But instead, Alvrentasia took a break and looked down at the ground before speaking. "Get out. Now. Just go. I'm...I have stuff to do today." 

Her mother frowned. She would have said something but it didn't feel like anything could help this right now but time. Her daughter needed time. "Alright. I...I'll go. Call me." she said, grabbing her purse and leaving the house with horrendous bedhead. Her heels click clacked as she left the house, looking back once with a pitiful look on her face before closing the door behind her.  

"Shit." she muttered. Scratching the back of her head as she went over to a cabinet to get some aspirin. Gulping it down with her water, Alvrentasia felt a tear fall down her face but she quickly wiped it away, going into her living room. Looking down she could see one of her prettiest dressed on her body, fitting perfectly. It was already 7 pm. She was going to go to a friends party but now she really doesn't feel like it. Even though booze would really help this whole situation. Alteis... He was a man that she didn't even really care about. I mean, famous people were just people after all. But one of them was her dad and she had been lied to all her life. She even went to go see the man that her mother had said was her father. He didn't know what the heck she was talking about but they did have a one night stand before so he got pretty freaked out over the idea of having a kid. 

Alvrentasia sat on her couch with a glass of wine in her hand. She was in a perfect dress, her hair was done well, and her makeup was about as good as it gets. Not that she really did makeup much since it honestly confused the hell out of her at times. She just wanted to go to sleep now. Honestly, it didn't even matter who her mother was. Tomorrow she'd have to apologize to her mother and it would all be fine. Nothing will change even knowing about her fathers actual identity. Well, that is until she heard the doorbell ring. She groaned, getting up and opening the door. 

"Ummm... hi." she says to whoever it was. Crap. Nononono. You know those people in shows that were the main character and had a bunch of shit launched onto them? She was the person that would always want to be the side character that didn't actually have to deal with all of that. Alvrentasia looked said person up and down. Nice outfit but who the hell were they? "What do you want?" she asked, her British accent bleeding through as she began pressing on the temples of her head and groaning. God her head hurt. And for some reason, it felt like this guy wasn't going to help out with that matter.

“That being said, we finally found my daughter and I want to see her.” Alteis Freloun said to a group of men standing in front of him. The group he had hired to be his body guards were some of the best in the business but the three time academy award winner and beloved actor wanting to turn director didn’t take chances on his life after a good amount of his friends were stalked and some were killed. “Here’s the folder with her information.” He said sliding the packet across the table and Serge, the head of the body guards took the folder and opened it as the other leaned over his shoulder. “She’s…”

“NO WAY!” The youngest member of the team snatched the folder from Serge and stared down at the photo inside. “That’s Al!” His voice echoed through the room with excitement, his hands were shaking on the folder in surprise. “She’s your daughter?!”

The folder was snatched from his hand and Serge smacked his hard in the back of the head with it. While the young man muttered ow, Serge laid into him. “Calm down Elias.” 

“That wasn’t needed Serge…” Elias said with a frown on his face and in his voice. “Coulda paper cut the back of my head…”

“What a shame…” Serge muttered under his breath as he continued to read over the information, obviously not paying attention to anything that Elias had to say.

As Elias raised his hand to smack Serge in return Alteis spoke up. “Elias, do you know her?”

“Huh?”  He stopped, realizing the man was speaking to him. His hazel green gaze moved back to the man behind the desk. “Oh yeah, she was my neighbor going up. There’s no replacing that derpy face of hers no matter how old she gets. I even convinced her to eat mud before because she thought it was pudding! It was really funny…”

Before Serge could shut Elias up, Alteis gave a tender smile, “I missed so much of her childhood it’s saddening.”

“Well I knew her until about thirteen then she moved away so I can fill you in if you’d like.” Elias responded with a bright grin before Serge smacked him again. “Hey… I’m just trying to help fill in some gaps.”

“Since you seem to know her Elias, I’d like you to try to convince her to meet me.”

“Sir with all do respect…” Serge spoke up gesturing to Elias, “He’s still fairly new to the group, I don’t know if he’s ready to do something by himself just yet.”

Elias laughs whole heartedly and waved his hand. “First off, I’m not that new I’ve been working with you for a year. Secondly I am a black belt in Judo, need I remind you, and thirdly she was my best friend when I was younger. If anyone can convince her to meet her dad,” He puts his hands on his chest with a grin, “it’s me.”

“And I agree.” Alteis said with a gesture to hand over the folder to Elias. “I can’t wait to meet her.”

“You won’t regret this choice.” Elias said with excitement as he snatched the folder from Serge in excitement and started out. “You can count on me sir!” With that he left Alteis’ office and climbed into his sleek car. This time when he opened the folder he stared at her photo a little longer, she still had her derpy face; the derpy face he missed so much. Who would have thought that someone who had been on his mind for so long was finally coming back into his life? Even if it was just for work, for she would be his client, it was something. A few questions unanswered.

Soon he pulled up into the driveway of her house and turned off the car. “Not bad.” He said to himself as he checked his crazy hair in the reflection of the mirror and played with his lip ring out of nervousness before letting out a long long sigh. Phew, okay I got this! He mentally pumped himself up before climbing out of the car and beeping it locked behind him. Sliding his keys into his pocket of his dark blue jeans and straightened his black dress shirt. 

At the door he ran the door bell and turned his back to the door looking around the neighborhood. This wasn’t a bad place, though his employer’s place put his small one bedroom apartment to shame. Besides he was hardly ever home and saving up for a house of his own. The door opened behind him and he couldn’t help but smile. While he was taller, older, in much better shape thanks to his training and his Judo, there was no losing boy like face, his cheesy charm, bright eyes and twinkling smile. “Geeze…” He said as he slowly turned around, his hands in his pockets. “And here I thought I’d get more of a warmer welcome then that Al.” By the time he was facing her he was grinning from ear to ear. “Long time no see.” Don’t tackle-hug her, don’t tackle hug her; if she doesn’t recognize you than you’re just going to look like a creepy idiot for touching her.

[IC] First Love, Last Love [ SinfulSkills and sakura ]

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