Endless Possibilities

                                    

                                          
Feigning a relationship was arduous enough when you've never been in an actual relationship, but having to pretend with someone who was as clueless as you are was beyond frustrating. 
Two weeks had passed since Lavender and Damien's bizarre agreement to play pretend and neither of them really made an effort. Usually, when alone they barely spoke to each other, for Damien was an extremely reserved person. 
Only in public did they proceed with their game fantastically. 
Lavender should've known first hand that pretending required a lot of work, but this was supposed to be different. This was supposed to be fun. The only good that came out of it was free food and Anjelica.
Instead of having to worry about food every day, Lavender got food three times a day at Damien's. Also at work, they were allowed a thirty minutes lunch break.
As for Anjelica, she was an amazing person with a mouth as sharp as a sword. Her wisdom in the house kept the youngsters--grounded. 
A few days back, Lavender accidentally eavesdropped on Jacob and his girlfriend. Originally, she had meant to go straight to her adopted room but stopped when she heard her name. The door was slightly opened, so Lavender peeked in through the crack. 
"What if she breaks him more than he already is?" resumed Jacob. 
Lavender's heart sank, almost envying Damien for having a sibling who was protective of him. But in many ways, she found that in Liam. He was the brother she never had.
"Technically, she hasn't done any wrong to neither of you. Snookums, keep an open heart, okay? I kinda like her," Avery said meditatively.
Lavender smiled to herself. She admired Avery as well, despite her habit of barging into Lavender's room with some crazy story. But Lavender figured that's what made Avery so interesting. Her ability to bring even the simplest of stories to life.
Lavender laughed to herself at an incident from earlier as she cleared some tables at work, earning a few inquisitive glances from her co-workers. She now worked in the kitchen with Jessie and Stuart but was keeping herself busy by helping Rose and Grace clean up while she waited for Damien.
Just this morning, Shavon had stopped by for breakfast and devoured it. He complimented Anjelica who answered him as if Lavender was not with them.
"Thank you, but I haven't touched even a spoon on this table. Lav did. I don't know where Damien found her from, but I'm glad he brought her here. She's been a lovely company these past few weeks and she's an excellent cook."
Shavon choked on his last mouthful of biscuit when an amused Jacob gladly handed him the apple juice. 
"Why didn't you tell me before I started eating? What if I had been poisoned?" Shavon whisper-shouted, pointing at his empty plate. 
Lavender rolled her eyes with a scoff and ignored Shavon's accusing stares. 
To Damien, he was ignorant of what was occurring at breakfast. Lavender had grown used to Damien's silence at the table. His attention was always on his phone as he nibbled on his food.
Anjelica clasped her hands together with humor. "Good thing, I didn't deprive you of that, because you ate 'til your heart was content."
"And we all took our servings out ourselves, so if you were poisoned then we would've been too," Jacob finished. He wiggled his buttered biscuit in Shavon's face, sighing in satation as he took a large bite. "Beswidz gats impossiple, we've been eatin' her food for kree gaze." 
Anjelica shook her head disapprovingly. "Jakey-boy, eat first and talk later. Can't you see your words are incomprehensible?"
Shavon pushed his empty plate with indignance. "Nothing's impossible. The word itself says I'm possible." 
Anjelica gave Shavon an interesting stare. "Might I ask you why you don't like her?"
Jacob blithely swallowed down his food, and started, "Oh, I'll tell ya why, Angie." But Jacob got cut off by an abashed Shavon. He wasn't remorseful about what he did, but rather ashamed for Anjelica to hear of it. 
Lavender didn't bother uttering a word, her mind too focused on what life would be like if it weren't for unfortunate circumstances. Her imagination ran wild of all the possibilities. 
Now for her summer break, she would've been visiting her parents. It was possible that her father would've taught her a new and advanced fighting technique, and her mother filling her with endless talks about her non-existent 'son-in-law'. 
That woman was the definition of a hopeless romantic.
Perhaps, Lavender would've been in a relationship and had to hear her mother gushing over the guy she would've brought home--if they were serious.
Then, her mind flew on what kind of personality her sibling would've had if she had any. Maybe one like Jacob's or Kalif or Liam. Better yet one like Grace or Rose or Avery. 
She sighed. At least she can start a family of her own, somewhere in the future--if it were possible.
She sighed again and said to herself, "Yeah, maybe someday."