Something for something part 1.

I poured myself a coffee, and stood out in a robe on the patio to admire the sunrise lights breaking through over the rooftops, I just wanted to take a sip when…

„Good morning!"

Someone greeted me.

„Ah!"

I moved my hand in fright and poured the mug of coffee on myself.

"Pff… hahaha!"

There was a lively laugh from the terrace of the apartment next door. Dereck really enjoyed the show as I gritted my teeth in anger.

"Uh… sorry…"

He noticed that I didn't find the situation funny at all. He tried to apologize, but I retired without a word ... I was stuck with the sugary drink anyway, so a bath and a laundry were waiting for me.

Next time I saw him on Monday morning, when we stepped out of the apartment at once.

„Can I give you a ride?

He asked.

"I still don't want anyone to think badly of me."

I left in a hurry.

„But your whole family already knows about us."

He shouted after me.

I stepped back and said in his face:

„There is no us!"

Then I left. I saw on him that he enjoys being able to suck my blood.

After a lot of work, Friday has finally arrived. On the way home, I stopped at a nearby store to shop for dinner. Suddenly my phone beeped. It was Francis.

„ Jules and Patrick got home, come over with Dereck for dinner tomorrow night, we'll find out the gender of the baby!"

Great… how to get my boss to do this? I knew it was going to be like this - so much I knew… as I was desperately torn in the store, someone came to me. The phone fell out of my hand, and whoever picked it up, instead of returning it, read the opened message.

„Hey!"

I said to him, reflexively.

„I'll be free tomorrow night. What time do we leave?"

Dereck handed over the cell phone.

"Seriously ... would you come with me to play my boyfriend for one night?"

I looked at him in surprise.

„Sure, but not for free."

„Ah, I guessed… What do you want in return? „

Frankly, you could not count on material and physical service, so I was expecting guts at work.

„There will be a conference in Germany next weekend, come with me as an interpreter."

„There is a paid interpreter at the company…"

So I got a 7-day working week in my neck.

"Yes, but it's good for you to take part in events like this, and you speak German fluently as far as I know. Plus, if you want me to help…"

„Okay, okay… I'm going. Then we leave at 6 tomorrow."

We got to Dad at half past seven. I try to look good, so I put on a turquoise cocktail dress… it was damn expensive, but it was unconsciously fine. Dereck came in a white linen shirt, his finger rolled up to his elbow, and the top two buttons deliberately omitted. So he looked approximately like the hero-lover on the cover of a "mommy porn"… no wonder one of the female neighbors stepped onto a column when she saw the Greek god get out of the car.

It didn't even occur to me that I should buy a present as I had been living here until a week ago and we only came for dinner… but Dereck appeared with two beautiful bouquets and two bottles of wine.

The parents nodded in approval because this is the expected behavior… Patrick never gave me a roadside weed, let alone tied a bouquet to Francis…

Surprisingly, he spent the money on Jules like there is no tomorrow, she is the mother of his child afterall.

„You look very good!"

My stepmother led us to the table.

"Not nearly as good as my favorite mother-in-law!"

Dereck slammed down, as soon as he said it out, Francis blushed and I stumbled on my own feet.

„Are you okay?"

Fortunately, my knight caught me.

"Of course."

I blushed a little in his arms.

Dinner was as divine as ever. Meanwhile, Jules was talking about the honeymoon, trying to paint a good picture of herself in front of Dereck. Of course, for someone who knows the background story, it's not that easy to collect sympathy points. The more Jules chirped to get into the brother-in-law's candidate favour, the more grim Patrick's face became…

'What the hell? Maybe he realized, that I would have got myself such a guy, if I hadn't screwed up 7 years for him? Well, that's an exaggeration - but Dereck deserves a lot better than me- I'm not good enough financially or in terms of looks for him ..'

Thinking about it, I started to feel a little depressed when I suddenly raised my head for a sentence.

„We envied you traveling like this… So next weekend we're going to go out to Germany to have a little bit romance."

Dereck winked at me.

„You're happy, and that is the only thing, what matters."

"My best friend" squeezed that sentence out of her mouth with clenched teeth. As my little lie-bubble swelled, so did Jules' head kept getting redder.