Chapter 386 - Dont lie to me (1/2)

Sophia and Felix didn't stay long in Steve's apartment. Sophia analyzed, ”They are talking things through. If they don't make up, we should not be here. If they do make up, we should not be here.”

Felix didn't understand that logic. ”Why should we not be here if they make up?”

”Try to remember... when we hit a bump, what are we doing after we make up?” Sophia showed a sly smile.

Felix frowned. He didn't want to imagine his baby sister doing with Steve what he does with Sophia. ”You are right. We should go.” Felix squeezed through his teeth.

”Just a second.” Sophia went to the kitchen and after some rummaging, she came back with a note that says they left. She kept the note on the coffee table. ”They will see it here, so they know we left. Let's go.”

…

Inside bedroom, Steve was looking at Bridgette who was on the bed with her face hidden in the pillows.

”Biddy, can we talk?” He pleaded.

She didn't respond.

Steve sighed. ”I don't care about your age, or why you decided to tell me it's less that it is... it bothers me that you don't want to talk to me. I don't understand what is going on.”

She still didn't respond.

He went to the bed and laid next to her, facing the ceiling. 'When she is like this, reasoning does not help. The only way to get her to talk is to get her angry... so, here I go.'

Steve poked her with finger in the arm.

She flinched.

Steve chuckled, ”I'm just checking if you are awake.”

Bridgette sighed.

Steve turned to face her. ”I wish to know what's on your mind. But you don't want to talk, so I will. I'm assuming that you are upset because I found out that you are older than me. Do you think that is a problem? Men my age crave to be with an older woman, they have more experience and can teach us things. Younger ones are demanding, easily upset, when they face a problem, they lock themselves in and refuse to talk, they want to redecorate whole apartment before they even move in...”

Bridgette snapped. ”Bastard! Are you talking about me?”

”Ah, you know how to speak?!” Steve laughed. ”Which one of these two categories you think applies to you?”

She threw a pillow at him and buried her face back into the pillows. ”Both of them are horrible.” She mumbled.

Steve deflected the pillow with his arm. ”Come on, I got you to talk... now face me.” He poked her again with his finger. ”Stop sulking and tell me why you are sulking. Do you even know why you are upset?”

”I'm not upset... I'm embarrassed.” She admitted.

”Why?”

”Because I'm older... and I should have experience. But I don't. So, I feel I got worst from both categories.” Bridgette's voice trailed away, like she is about to cry.

Steve heard her trembling voice and thought that if he does not shake her out of it soon, she will dive into depression, and then he will get a huge headache. ”I don't know where you get these ideas. Are you filling up your head with rubbish on purpose or are you insulting me?”