Written by Feathers.
The cheff struggled to stand from the floor and ran out.
I was relieved that Scott had come at the right time.
“Did you leave and come back?” I asked but he went to sit instead.
“I never left. I was somewhere around, thinking that the cheff might come to disturb you again. ” He replied.
“I never knew you could fight that way.” I praised him.
“I’m not good in fighting, you can even beat me.” He teased and I laughed.
I went back to my food and continue to eat.
I paused and turned to him; “Come and eat.”
“You should know that someone of my status can not be eating poor peolple’s food.” He replied.
“Why exactly are you so rude?” I asked.
“I’m not surprised, all rich kids are.” I added and continued eating.
“It’s who we are, you poor people are not better either, anyway, I’m leaving.” He said and I felt lonely immediately.
“Stay with me, big head.” I said.
“Small head , I can not stay with you.” He replied and stood.
I hissed and continued eating.
“You think I can not fight, right? I was only pretending for that guy and that reminds me, I should thank you for the phone.” I said.
“You should thank me?” He smirked. “I’m waiting?”
“For what?” I asked.
“Thought you wanted to thank me? ” He asked.
“So I should start singing praise and worship to you cause you bought me , phone, is that?” I asked and was finally done eating.
I went to put the plate at the kitchen and before I came back, I couldn’t find him anymore.
I don’t think the chef would have the strength to come again after receiving the beating of his life.
All doors were closed , I was trying to sleep but I was feeling odd.
I just knew something was wrong but I can’t really place what exactly it was.
I was forcing myself to sleep but it was not coming, after few minutes of forcing it, I was finally falling into deep sleep when I heard some strange movements underneath my bed.
The place I live isn’t as expensive but I kept my room so neat and devoid of house hold pests and animals such as rat, e.t.c.
I set my heart keenly and there was moment of silence, after which the sound began, this time more vigorous.
I was now scared.