Liah's pov
The next day, Dylan came at exactly 12pm while Sophie came later. We played some games and had fun. I don't know if it's my imagination but I could sense the coldness in the interaction between Dylan and Colton.
After playing for a long time, it was time for Dinner. Dylan wanted to take us out to eat, Colton said same causing a standoff between the two. To break the silent war, I decided to prepare dinner at home.
We didn't have enough ingredients so I asked Sophie to get them at the nearby market. Surprisingly, not only did Mark insist to go too but he also pulled Colton along saying Sophie can't carry them all herself.
After minutes of argument, the three left for the market. I sighed in relief. These three boys are a big deal.
I entered the kitchen and started preparing Dinner and Dylan asked to help me. I was skeptical at first but I still allowed him anyways.
Funny enough, he was not bad in the kitchen at all making things easier for me.
The trio came back a little while later and after some time dinner was almost ready.
Mark said he wanted to eat pasta so I decided to make it as the last dish.
It seemed like I had two underdogs waiting for my orders because immediately I just say a word, Colton and Dylan will compete for who will do it first. It felt good by the way.
Sophie's pov
I clenched my fists as I watched the interaction between the two guys and Liah. It felt as if I was invisible, as if I didn't matter. I felt so disheartened. Admist my thoughts, my eyes landed on the hot water on the stove. 'No, I shouldn't do it' that's exactly what I thought but my feet didn't listen to my thoughts at all. Before I could stop myself I was already standing by the stove.
I looked around and saw that everyone was busy then made the open bottle of spice to fall causing the content to spill on the floor.
"Oh no, how did this fall" Liah said and bent down, cleaning up.
I looked at the pot of water that seemed just above warm. I hesitated for a moment, my hand shaking as I approached the pot of warm water.
"No, I won't do it," I thought.
I turned to go back to what I was doing but I didn't know how my hand hit the handle of the pot, causing it to spill. I gasped in surprise and fear and almost immediately everything happened too fast and before I could process what was happening, Dylan was over Liah taking the hit.
Liah's pov
I heard Sophie gasp and was about to raise my head to check what's up when I felt a body over me and Mark screaming "Brother Dylan". I heard a pained groan above me and felt scared. I saw Colton rush to our side with a nervous look making me even more confused.
"Brother Dylan" Mark screamed again and rushed to our side crying seriously. That's when the person above me stood up, clutching his shoulder.
I looked at the pot of water that is now half it's former quantity and Dylan who was still holding his shoulder, his cloth were wet, steam rising from them. That's when it finally dawned on me what happened. I stood rooted to my spot, feeling confused and lost.
Tears streamed down my face as I looked at his pained expression. Without thinking twice I grabbed his hand and pulled him to my room. I Unbuttoned his shirt while crying uncontrollably and the sight made me cry even more.
His left shoulder was red from the hot water. Why did he do it?
"Hey don't cry, it's not even that painful. The water wasn't even that hot" he tried consoling me.
I ignored him and rushed to my drawer to get an ointment. My hands shook as I applied it to his wound. I also applied a scar cream so that it won't leave a scar on his flawless body.
I still couldn't stop crying even after treating his wound.
"Are you sure you're not crying because I'm too hot?" Dylan teased and raised his hand to wipe my tears.
How could he joke right now? I sniffed and playfully hit his shoulder and he hissed in pain.
"Oh so sorry, I'm so sorry" I said, crying even more. Suddenly I felt a hot sensation on my lips and I stopped crying in an instant.
I responded to the kiss with equal vigor. He succeeded in shutting me up with a kiss.
Dylan's pov
Immediately we entered the living room, Mark ran to me and hugged me and I looked at his tear streamed face. It seemed he had been crying nonstop, his face was filled with dried tears and snort.
"Are you in pain brother?" He cried, fresh tears rolling down his face.
"I'm fine, now stop crying" I smiled and carried him, wiping his tears.
"I'm sorry Dylan, it was my fault" Sophie said and I couldn't help but glare at her making her flinch. What if I hadn't been there to cover Liah? How could she make a mistake like that?
"Dylan can I talk to you for a moment?" Colton said, looking at me straight in the face.
"Alright" I nodded and put Mark down. I followed Colton as he led the way to the balcony.
"How is your injury? Is it serious?" He asked
"It's nothing to worry about" I said flatly. I still saw him as a rival and I don't see any need to be kind to my rival.
"That's good. I've decided to give up on Liah" he said, looking as if he had given up on the world.
"Why so quick?" I asked.
"I saw your actions earlier. Honestly I was about to take the hit for her but I was a step late. Even though I had loved Liah for so long, I know she doesn't feel the same way. I thought that if I persisted, I might make her fall for me. But I realized that was just wishful thinking when I saw her reaction earlier and I've been observing the way she looks at you, it's totally different from the way she looks at me so I'm giving up" he said in one breath. There was a moment of silence as I looked at him.
"Seems I was wrong about you. You're not such a tough rival after all. Well giving up is for your own good and I hope you will find someone who will reciprocate your feelings" I said
"The only regret I have is never telling Liah how I felt and I think I will regret it for the rest of my life" he said
"Well you can still do it. It's not too late" I advised. It's better to do it late than regret it.
He smiled at my reply and walked out.
I'm curious about what he would do. Will he take my advice or not?