CHAPTER SEVENTEEN, UNCERTAIN

 

"Thanks, Elio," Mylar said showing her appreciation in her voice.

"No, you don't have to. Now that I think of it, it's a really good experience for me as the father of the child." Camilo cut in and everyone looked at him surprised even Miss Emelda who came out to serve him his grape juice. Then he turned towards Elio and said.

"Elio can wait until he's also expecting his child."

"What the heck is his problem this time around? He's always unpredictable" Mylar wondered and Elio simply smiled at his brother's words.

Mr. Julian smiled and commended Camilo, then he quickly went upstairs to check the envelope.

Mylar went back to her seat looking at Camilo strangely, she wondered how someone would be so hard to read. One time is yes and another is no. "He's never stable."

"Do you want some grape juice?" Camilo asked when he saw how she was staring at him.

"Aww. Camilo is living up to his word. I think he is ready to take care of his wife and child." Elio said and chuckled. Camilo squeezed his face upset and laid back drinking his grape juice.

Miss Emelda watched from afar and wondered what could be happening to Camilo.

"He is behaving strangely."

Mr Julian got to his room and found the envelope on the bedside table, he quickly picked it up and tore it open. The sender's name was written boldly on the front, J and J.

"Property documents." Mr Julian read as he brought out the papers.

"These are the fake property documents I made twenty-eight years ago." Mr Julian exclaimed.

"That bastard, I should have ended him when I could." He said and clenched his fist.

After playing a game of Scrabble for a while, Elio got up to go to his room to pick up something.

"I will be right back." He said to Mylar and she replied with a smile on her face.

"Come back quickly so that I can kick your ass." Elio also smiled and walked away from the sitting room. Camilo got up hurriedly and went after him.

Elio!!! He called as they got a bit far from Mylar's earshot. Elio turned around and was surprised to see Camilo coming after him.

"We need to talk," Camilo said and Elio raised his eyebrows with a questioning look.

"What do we have to talk about?" Elio asked. Camilo looked around as if he was being watched and then replied.

"Let's go to the garden and talk."

"Whatever it is you want to say, go ahead and say it here," Elio said and folded his arms together

"Why do you care so much about Mylar?" Camilo asked and gulped his saliva after asking the question, it felt so weird that he was asking such a thing. Elio watched him for a while in complete silence and then replied to his question.

"Because I love her." Camilo's heart skipped a bit and his face turned pale when he heard this but he managed to say.

"You are joking."

"I was in love with Mylar since a very long time ago," Elio said.

"What nonsense are you spewing now?" Camilo asked raising his voice.

"Back in that new university I went to after Trina left. I met a girl who was beautiful, and smart and she also had the most amazing voice. I fell in love with her at first sight and that same girl is Mylar." Elio narrated everything to him and Camilo went numb.

"Is she the same blonde-haired girl you couldn't stop talking about? You would always dance, laugh, and jump at the mention of her name." Camilo said as his brain processed the information and remembered the lady his brother was talking about.

"Yes, that's her, Mylar Rodriguez. The woman I love so much and on the day I decided to gather enough courage and approach her, Dad transferred me again to another school in New Jersey." Elio said with a bit of sadness. He was no longer feeling sad but he only did that to scare Camilo a little.

Mylar can never be his and that was a reality he couldn't change. Camilo watched his brother as he spoke with so much sadness.

"I am no longer in love with her or interested in having her because she is now yours. I am not that stupid, so of course I can't date the mother of my brother's unborn child." Elio said when he saw Camilo's face.

"Perhaps he thinks I want to date her." Elio thought to himself.

"So you won't date her anymore?" Camilo asked feeling a bit of relief.

"Why? You want me to date her." Elio asked.

"Of course not, she's carrying my child. That would be disgusting." Camilo said and turned to go back into the sitting room.

"Anyone who has Mylar and doesn't appreciate her is a fool. Whoever gets to be with Mylar is a very lucky man." Elio said and Camilo smiled a bit.

"I have seen how she has been caring for you even though she's the one who needs it. So stop stressing her out and make her happy." Elio said and went away leaving Camilo there in his thoughts.

"So Mylar is the same blonde that stole Elio's heart but does she even know this? I wonder what she will do when she knows." Camilo thought and quickly pushed away the thought.

"No, no, no. She might date him if she finds out, I can't let her find out." He wispered and went back into the sitting room where Mylar laid back on the chair in the most comfortable position she could find. Her stomach was giving her problems, it was always making her restless and craving silly things.

"I am fat now," Mylar whispered as she touched her face.

"Not at all. You still look pretty like the day that I met you." Camilo said to her when he heard what she said. Mylar looked at him shocked with her jaw dropped.

"So weird." She whispered with a sigh.

"Camilo seems to be having some interest in Mylar because of what I said so why don't I make this more interesting for him," Elio said as he got into his room, after thinking about Camilo's question and also his reaction when Elio gave him an answer.

When Elio came back, Mylar was exhausted and wanted to go to her room so he cleared the game and they all went to their various rooms to sleep after saying goodnight to each other.

Late at midnight, two people lay on the bed talking and their voices sounded so familiar as if they were part of the people living in the Wylder's Mansion.

"I am beginning to have problems with that guy, he keeps threatening to expose me." The male voice complained to the female. Her frown could be seen because of the small lamp that they left on. She placed her hand on his shoulder and said.

"That's an easy task that you can handle."

He looked at her and then saw a different expression on her face, she looked worried and he wondered what could be her problem so he decided to ask.

"What is wrong with you?"

"Your crazy wife is my problem. When can we finally get rid of her? I mean send her to some mental asylum." The female voice said raising her voice a little because of her anger.

Ahhh!!! They heard someone cry outside, somewhere close to where they were.

The female started breathing heavily hoping that they had not been caught. The male patted her back and asked her to keep calm. He got up and tiptoed to the door.