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Finding her

Chapter six

Ryder

Can I ever forget the day I saw her? The first time I saw her. Just watching her play the basketball with so much vigor, the way she smiles as she walks to the basket, and the way she laughs when she finally throws her shoe into the basket.

I know I shouldn't have come out. I don't even know what made me start a conversation with her. All I know is that I enjoyed every bit of it until she ran away.

I had wanted to go after her but I got a call that the match would start soon.

Then, I had to see her after the match. She was surprised like she never imagined I could be Ryder, and then, she had this other expression o can't decipher. I wonder what is going on in her head as she ran away again

I ran after her, somewhat wanting to talk to her again. I don't even know what had gone wrong with me.

Some girls blocked my view suddenly, preventing me from moving forward but I'm still able to watch her run forward.

"Ryder, please make me an autograph," one whined annoyingly.

I felt a stab of annoyance. Are they seriously kidding me? Must they come at that time?

They could have come on some other day. Why does it have to be the time I almost caught up with someone.

I was surprised she didn't recognize me at first. I mean I'm very popular and so successful. I wonder why she doesn't even know me.

All ladies know me and all men wish to be like me.

And she doesn't even like my type. Every woman I have come across loved me like this. Tall, strong, abs, and handsome. Why is she different? That thing makes me more interested in her.

I've never dated and I've never loved. Having a crush is my thing. And now, I must say I have suddenly crushed on that girl.

I wanted to see her again but I had lost hope the first time she ran away. Now, seeing that she watched my match, gosh, I want to see her again.

I don't even know why she's always running away from me. I desperately want to speak with her.

She was so scared and disappointed the other time. And I wonder why? She was supposed to be happy.

Every ladies want me, why is she different? And why does she hate my types?

I sighed and finished up with the autograph the ladies requested for.

Done, I looked up and discovered that the lady was gone. I wasn't even able to ask for her name.

That day, I had to take my car and leave earlier because I thought I might see her but I didn't.

And now, I still can't stop thinking about her.

I take a quick shower. There's a basketball match among friends at the same stadium today. I should arrive earlier. Who knows, the lady night is there too.

I can't even blot out her images from my brain. Why is that little action so difficult to do. I've been thinking about her every day for a month.

Why is she so glued to my head? Why can't I seem to forget her smile?

I suddenly want to witness it again.

My phone rings suddenly, its noise jerking me out of my thought. I walk out of the bathroom and pick the phone.

It's my mom. I press the receiver and ease the phone closer to my left ear, "Hi mom," I say and move to my drawer.

"Are you getting ready?" She says, startling me for a while.

"Get ready for what?" I pick the silver wristwatch and drop it on the bed.

"You have a date with one of the daughters of the Brook."

I sigh. While my dad has given up on me, my mom is still looking for a way to find me a wife.

I don't know why she wouldn't let me be too.

"Mom_," I started but she cuts me off.

"No excuses Ryder. I will be expecting to hear back from you by tomorrow," she says authoritatively and hangs up.

I trust mom to always be commanding.

I move to my wardrobe and select grey trousers with a white shirt.

I'm just going to meet her because I don't want to let my mom down. But if she ever talks about marriage with me, I won't agree with it.

I wear my clothes and don my cap before walking out of the house.

Normally, I should be swimming at this moment but because of the girl I'm looking for, I have to go. I must find her no matter what.

I drive out of the compound and into the street, towards the stadium.

I've not heard from Belle since forever and I'm grateful for that. I hope she doesn't threaten me again in the future.

I drive into the motor park and stop the car. I came earlier and there are barely any cars parked here.

I intentionally came before the match because I remember it was at that time that I saw the other lady.

I walk into the court and look around. It's empty and the lady is nowhere to be found.

"What are you looking for?" A soft voice says behind me. I whirl around and watch a lady walk nearer to me.

She doesn't look familiar to me. I know I have only seen the other girl twice but I can always recognize her anywhere. And it's not this lady that is walking nearer to me.

"You seem surprised," the lady smiles. She looks beautiful with a dimple on her left cheek, "is there something you are looking for?"

I sigh, "No, just looking around casually," I say and look away. Perhaps I should just leave and forget about it.

"Your mom said we will be meeting in hours," I have barely taken a step when she spoke out. I wipe my head back at her again.

What did she just say?

She notices the surprised looks on my face, "Don't be surprised. She called me yesterday," she says and brings out her phone. She press some buttons and ease the phone closer to me so I will be able to see whatever content she wanted me to see.

I stare at the digits on the screen, it looks familiar.

"Isn't that your mom's contact?"

My eyes widen as realization settles in. It's truly my mom's digit. How come she has my mom's contact?

"I'm supposed to meet you soon," she says casually, "I'm Heidi Brook."

What the fuck! How? She's the lady I'm supposed to meet with, the one my mom told me about.

But what's she doing here? And well, I admit she looks beautiful and prettier than Belle. But can she be more beautiful than the lady I'm looking for?

Not! The lady is more beautiful. Should I just tell her she shouldn't bother about coming Bec I've lost interest.

I intentionally made to go because of mom and because of her. She might have to stay at the restaurant waiting forever for me.

And since we've met this way, we might as well just conceal the meeting. Then I will resume my work of looking for the lady of that day.

"You love basketball so much that you can't even let go even if you won't be playing."

I made a smirk, " Why are you here?"

" I live around. So, it's easier to come here. I was also present during your last match a month ago."

Wait for a moment.

Realization crept in quickly. If she was present last month, and she lives around, then perhaps I will eventually be able to look for the lady.

She lives around and that will be helpful. Yes, she will.

"I'm leaving now. Are we still meeting?" She asks, her mouth slightly opened as the blush appears on her face.

I smile softly, "Yes, we are. Dress to look more pretty."

She smiles too and walks away.

I walk after, as I decided I need to take a short nap pending the time to meet her again. A car drive to Heidi and something did a flip in my memory.

The car! It looks familiar. It looks as though I've seen it so briefly. Gosh! Where have I seen it?

Then it came at me dangerously when Heidi opens the door and walk-in.

It was the same way, the same place the other lady opens to. The color of the car is the same.

Why do I have the feeling that this car is related to the person I'm looking for?

Wait! Could she be part of the Brook too?

Then I remember the lady mentioned her name when I was asking her if she likes my structure.

She clearly told me Heidi loves my type and not her. Can it be that they are sisters?

I must find out!

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