White Online-Novel

Oliver tightened his collar and patiently waited for the door to be opened. His black hair was styled in a slick haircut, which made him look like a polite gentleman with his brown sweater and black pants.

He perked up his ears as he heard noises coming from the house, and he instantly did a smile while holding a plastic bag in his right hand.

*Clank*

The door was opened, and a middle-aged woman with long flowy auburn hair appeared. She looked lovely with mature-looking curves and a face with a gentle look all around her.

''Oh, Oliver.'' She said with a slight awkwardness, which wasn't noticed by Oliver.

''Aunt Amy, is Amanda home?'' Oliver asked politely from Amanda's mother, Amy.

Amy looked inside the house towards the stairs and nodded, ''Yes, Amanda is currently in her room. Do you want me to call for her?''

''Actually...'' Oliver put his hand inside the bag and showed a DVD, ''We were supposed to have a movie night.''

''Ah, right.'' Amy covered her mouth with an apologetic look, ''I must have forgotten about it, please come in.'' She stepped to the side and let Oliver enter.

She saw Oliver taking off his shoes and putting them on the shoe rack in a nice manner; every move he did was very smooth and calculated like he had trained for a long time.

Amy wryly smiled, she knew about Oliver's crush on Amanda, and sometimes, she thinks if Oliver really is good company to her daughter.

His crush on her doesn't seem simple.

She also had a hunch that Oliver might have moved right next to their house because Amanda once accidentally mentioned that their neighbors had moved away.

But, she shook her head out of those thoughts because she thought it was silly, because how could Oliver get his entire family to move because of his crush.

''Oh, Oliver.'' A muscular man with short brown hair and a stoic-looking face appeared. He was somewhat handsome with a well-defined jaw and sharp eyebrows. He was wearing an apron, which was quite of a sight when a muscular man like him was wearing it.

His eyes narrowed slightly after seeing Oliver, but he hid his displeasure and offered a handshake, ''Welcome to our humble abode.''

''No, sir, this house is beautiful.'' Oliver grabbed the hand with a polite smile, but after a few seconds, the muscular man didn't let go of it, instead increased the strength output, and soon Oliver's face started reddening in pain.

''Honey, is food ready?'' Amy quickly asked with a gentle smile before her husband broke Oliver's arm.

The muscular man let go of the hand and saw Oliver's hand having a large red handprint. He snorted and entered the kitchen, where a delicious scent of food was coming from.

Oliver awkwardly chuckled and rubbed his painful hand.

''Food is soon ready, go get Amanda,'' Amy said gently and pushed Oliver towards the stairs.

''Yes!'' Oliver said energetically and rushed towards the upstairs.

''I am not sure letting him hang out with Amanda is a good idea.'' The muscular man appeared from the kitchen and said.

Amy rubbed his arm and said, ''Amanda knows how to take care of herself.''

''I know... I just don't feel comfortable.'' The muscular man said.

''Anthony, nothing will happen to her,'' Amy said with a confident expression.

The muscular man, also known as Anthony, nodded with his muscles bulging. If Oliver touches his daughter, he will rip off his spine and feed it to dogs.

*Ding Dong*

''Hmm, who could it be now.'' Amy walked towards the door with an innocent look.

''If it is a salesman, close the door,'' Anthony said and entered the kitchen.

Amy giggled and opened the door with a smile, but soon that smile froze until a shocked look appeared.

''Hello, Aunt Amy,'' Isaac said with a calm smile on his otherworldly face.

''I-Isaac...'' Amy stumbled backward, almost falling down because the shoe rack was on the way, but Isaac managed to grab her hand, stopping her from falling.

''I-It is you!'' Amy covered her mouth in shock, but then she trapped Isaac in her hug, with his face getting crushed in her breasts.

''B-B-Breath!'' Isaac tilted his head, which allowed him to breathe freely once again.

He managed to escape the hug after Amy let go of him, but she grabbed his soft cheeks and smiled with teardrops appearing on the corner of her eyes, ''I missed you, we all did.''

''I know...'' Isaac sighed, ''Sorry for not visiting before.''

Amy wiped her tears and nodded gently, ''It's fine, food is soon ready, please stay!''

''Thanks.'' Isaac smiled and glanced towards upstairs with narrowed eyes.

''Who was it?'' Anthony's head popped from the kitchen door, and at first, he only saw Amy, but then he got a glimpse of white hair and thought it was Amanda at first, but when he got a closer look...

*Clank*

A spoon dropped from his hand and fell down to the ground; Isaac heard the sound and quickly turned his head, just in time to see a muscular man trapping him in a hug.

''Isaac, where the fuck have you been!'' Anthony hugged him tightly with a much gentler look on his face, worlds apart from how he treated Oliver.

Isaac wryly smiled and patted Anthony in the back, ''I was on nearby and decided to visit.''

He took off his jacket and put it on the hanger, where a familiar-looking jacket was already hanging, it was like it was only yesterday when he visited, but it had been a year.

Anthony nodded and patted him on the shoulder, ''Amanda will be pleased, come to have dinner with us!'' He led Isaac to the kitchen, where plates were already neatly put on the table with smoking hot food ready to be served.

Amy took another plate and put it on the table. She gently smiled towards Isaac and said, ''Please sit.''

Isaac sat down on the nearby seat and saw as Amy and Anthony kept glancing towards the kitchen door, with footsteps ringing from their ears.

The footsteps were coming from the stairs and were closing on quickly.

Isaac looked towards the kitchen door and felt his heart racing as the door slowly opened.

Two figures appeared.

The first figure had beautiful long white hair with delicate-looking eyebrows, long eyelashes, and a pointy nose. Her face had a small smile, which soon froze after seeing a familiar, yet somewhat strange-looking young man looking straight at her.

The second figure was a handsome black-haired young man who seemed surprised to see Amanda suddenly stopping, but soon he saw the reason... His gaze was locked with another figure, which he had seen nightmares about for over a year by now, a figure who he thought he would never see again.

''I-Isaac...'' Amanda couldn't believe her eyes as her body trembled in shock and hope.

''Hello, Amanda.'' Isaac said and looked at Oliver, ''...''

No words needed to be said.