✯Nineteen✯ - A Call And A Shock

✷Chapter Nineteen✷

Flowers.

Room full of yellow tulip flowers. That was the last thing Teresa would expect to see in her house coming on a daily basis just for her only.

Her eyes skim around the entire surroundings of her living-room. With the sight alone it could pass out being a flower shop. And there was no one to blame but Jacob. He certainly wasn't giving up in trying to charm her.

"Can you please tell that admiral of yours to stop. This is beginning to look and get annoying." Alexa grumbled out, holding her open laptop in her arms. The irritating glance on her face didn't go unnoticed.

Teresa had chosen to cook up a story of her having a secret admiral, in order to divert Alexa from learning the real truth. And somehow her roommate believed whatever she had said. Making things easy for Teresa.

"Why do you think it's called a secret admiral? There's no way I'd know who it is." Teresa said putting her acting skills on display, silently hoping Alexa wouldn't be able to sense anything odd from her.

"Ah! If only I could just know who he was. I swear I'll squeeze the living daylight out from his neck." Alexa groans, before turning around and stomping her legs while going to her room, making sure to slam the door hard behind her.

Alexa wasn't the only one fed up with the whole flower thing, Teresa also has had it up to her neck. She had messaged Jacob to stop sending those banquets of the yellow tulip flowers every single day. But as usual he ignores her.

It's been three days since she had last seen him. And those passing days Jacob made sure to send her flowers to keep his memories fresh in her head. That was exactly what he wrote in letters at the banquet of flowers.

She couldn't deny at first she had felt special. What girl wouldn't like to receive flowers? She was made of steel to ignore the fluttering in her stomach at the beauty of the flowers. But the more it came, the annoying it was beginning to feel.

Maybe she should make a visit to his house and greet his dick with her knee, maybe that would refresh his memory a little bit on how to listen to an angry woman.

Removing her phone from her pocket she texted him again 'stop with the flowers, it's beginning to annoy my roommate.'

Dropping the phone by the side of the one of the banquet resting on the island in the middle of the kitchen. She sighed tiredly as she began plugging out petals from the stem of the flower resting on the island at the center of the kitchen.

Stretching her hands to pull another, the sound of her phone vibrating from where she had dropped it earlier. She checked to see who it was. Realizing it was her mother, she immediately lifted it up and answered.

"Hi Mom." She greeted, making sure to keep her voice as normal as possible, so as to give nothing away. If there's one thing her mother Elena Andrew can sense, it's her daughter's discomfort. She again resumes plugging off the petals tiredly, and at the same time grateful to hear from her.

"Hi sweetheart. How has your week been?" She asked in a sweet soft welcoming voice, something Teresa missed a lot these days.

Teresa had been expecting one of her parents to call today, an act neither one of them misses. Her parents always make sure to speak to her every weekend, to check up on her.

She knew it wasn't an easy decision for either one of her parents to let her go across many states to study in college while she was still a teenager. It took a lot of convincing and reassurance from her uncle Gerald in New York City who had promised to keep an eye on her while she was still in college. After sometime, they had both settled on calling her sometimes every weekday and all weekends to check up on her well being. Teresa could only understand why they were being so protective, seeing as she happened to be their only child.

Her parents Elena and Michael Andrew weren't fortunate enough to bear another child after her father had a huge car accident one rainy night while returning home from work. It was so terrible that it almost killed him. Teresa had been two years old then, too little to understand whatever was going on. Thankfully miraculously he had survived but at the expense of him being unable to bear a child. It hadn't been a well taken news for them both since they had planned to have a lot of children, but they were still grateful that no one had died.

"Normal? Sleeping, waking, working, sleeping again. Menstrual cramps? Yeah it's been pretty simple?" She said making sure not to mention Jacob and his flowers. The last thing she'd want is to confuse her mother with things like that. "Mom I-"

"You forgot to mention the flowers to your mother, Teresa!" Alexa's voice squealed out from the door post of her room, cutting whatever Teresa was about to say shut.

Teresa whirl her gaze behind her to pass a glare at Alexa, who only smiled innocently as she slipped herself back into her room like she hadn't thrown Teresa out in the open.

That sly girl.

Teresa wanted nothing more than to curse out at her. Alexa had just proven more reasons not to tell her anything.

"Flowers?" Her mother's curious voice in the phone snapped her from whatever murdering daze Teresa had in store for her roommate.

Teresa shook her head in denials, but was soon to recollect her mother couldn't see her. "It's nothing. Just some flowers from a secret admiral." She chose to tell her the same story she had told Alexa, hoping her mother would buy it.

Her mother didn't say anything for a while. Teresa feared the fact that her mother had sensed her lie, but the response she got made things more harder than she expected. "A secret admiral? Is that safe? What if it was from a stalker? Oh my god shouldn't you be informing the cops?" Her mother's overacting protectiveness surfaced immediately.

Teresa tried making her sigh of frustration as quiet as possible. The idea to cook up more lies was beginning to get more exhausted than she had been before. As she spoke she made sure to keep her voice as quiet as possible to avoid Alexa from eavesdropping into her conversation, which she was probably doing now. "Okay I might have lied to Alexa about it being a secret admiral."

"Then who sent it?"

Here comes more lies. "It's a housewarming gift from my colleagues at work. Those who couldn't make it to the housewarming last Sunday, chose to send me some flowers instead." She said lying more smoothly praying silently she'd buy her made up story.

"Then why did you lie about that earlier? Are you sure you aren't lying to me now?" Her mother's voice rose up in what Teresa could understand as fright.

"I swear I'm not." She clarified in forged innocence, though deep down she hated herself for lying to her own mother. The thought of telling her mother the flowers happened to be from Jacob wasn't a great idea.

There was a pause in the line for a while, making Teresa's heart breath in anticipation of what her mother's response would be. She heard her sigh. "I'll choose to believe you." Teresa let out a breath she didn't know she'd been holding in for a while. "Before I forget. I happened to visit Louisa five days ago. She told me Jacob had moved his company headquarters to New York City a few weeks ago. Have you by any chance spoken to him? Or seen him? It'll be nice for you both to catch up on old times."

Teresa chose to ignore the last word from her mother as the new information she'd just received took her by complete surprise.

Jacob moved permanently to New York?

The thought that he'd done it for her sake had crossed her mind for just a second. But she shook it off. She wasn't that immediately nor was he that obsessed with her to have moved over here for her sake. Maybe she was just being paranoid.

But why hadn't he told her? All the time she'd been with him he would have taken the time to have told her, but he hadn't. Why was he so complicated?

"Teresa, are you there?" Her mother's voice once again snapped her away from her deep thoughts.

"Yeah. I'm sorry. Something important just came up from work that I need to check real quick. I'll talk to you later." She said needing a moment to collect herself from what she had just heard.

"Sure. I love you." Her mother Elena said.

"I love you too." She responded before cutting the call.

Teresa let out a long sigh, her hands clenching her phone tight to the point of almost cracking the screen. The only thing brewing in her head was why Jacob moved to New York.

She could feel her hands starting to tremble at the thought of her being at the center of the whole thing. The more she was trying to deny the fact, the more she feared it might be the truth.

It took a while for Teresa to gather herself, and when she did she felt the urge to hit something really hard on her head for having such thoughts in the first place. She was just been stupid and probably being overly paranoid.

The sound of the bell ringing brought her to the direction of the door. Before opening it, she checked who it was. Her only hope was it wasn't another Yellow Tulip, if it was she was going to ignore the delivery. But to her surprise Gideon's face appeared on the small monitor.

Quickly she rushed to open the door welcoming the sight of Gideon in a casual navy blue shirt and pants, with a long thick cotton jacket. He smiled the moment his gaze locked on her.

"Just the person I wanted to see." He said, not waiting a second to welcome himself into her apartment, as she walked past her through the space beside her.

"Why do you want to see me?" She asked after shutting the door and heard the beeping sound of it locking. She followed him behind and watched as he suddenly halted like one who had just hit a brake.

"Who are these flowers from?" He asked, turning to stare at her, giving her a curious look where she stood.

She shrugs, putting her acting again to use. Somehow she finds herself doing that a lot lately. "A secret admiral?"

Gideon on the other hand doesn't seem to buy her lie. His eyes narrowed on her like he was trying to read through her. He kept his gaze on her for a while, and Teresa swore she saw the look of recognition flash through his eyes, which he immediately covered. "Well I didn't come here to talk to you about flowers. I came to take you out."

It was her turn to frown at him. "Take me out?"

He grinned immediately, as he spoke casually. "Yeah. I'm taking you on a date."

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Also I've decided in making Accidental Mrs a story about Jacob and Gideon's younger sister Gina Snow. That I'll make it more easier to understand and inspire.

Also I'll be making a book on Gideon and it'll be called 'She Who Heals' it'll be a very heartbreaking and touching book. It'll probably be one of my favorite book.

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