Written by Feathers.
Scott drove home. He alighted from the car while I remained inside.
“Won’t you get down?” He asked.
“Aren’t you supposed to thank me for following you there? Plus I need you to open this door for me.” I said to him and he grinned dryly.
“Are you alright?” He asked in awe
“Of course, you can testify to it that I’m fine. Open this door like a gentle man.” I said to him.
“You really want me to open the door to my car for an ordinary maid?” I asked.
“Did you say Ordinary maid? Look at you…you can’t open the car’s door for an ordinary maid but you had rather choose an ordinary maid over your silly ex girlfriend.” I said and he moved closer.
“Don’t let your head swell!” He said softly. “I didn’t take her along cause she’s…forget it.” He said and I sat more comfortable in the car.
“I see that you want to be living inside the car all your life, let me help you.” He said and locked the door to my surprises.
He shook the key in his hands and sneered.
“Keep living there.” He said and walked away.
Did he lock me up for real?
I tried to open the doors that lead outside and I could not.
I tried again and still couldn’t. I went to the back seat and tried to open all the doors but they were all locked.
I kept screaming but no one seems to hear me.
After many hours that I had remained inside the car, I was now getting frustrated.
I began to hit the glass hoping I break it. When I couldn’t break it with hand, I searched with my eye around for a metal or anything that could break the glass.
I found a spanner towards the pedar, I took it and hit it severally on the glass till it became all shattered.
I climbed down gently and watched the disfigured car.
Well, next time, he would learn not to lock me up inside the car.
I walked inside the house proudly.