By nightfall,I was packing my not so plentiful things into the same SUV,it was like he's the driver of Mr Kendrick Johnson here?!
When I was finished I called the landlord to alert him that I won't be staying here for a while. He agreed I mean, he couldn't stop me from leaving.
I sat in the car, earpiece in my ear. Apparently, the car had free Wi-Fi. I used that opportunity to download all my favorite shows. I had an urgent feeling that living in his house was going to be so boring! I might as well make use of the time and watch my favorite movies.
I looked outside the window. Kendrick was probably in the house waiting for me or attending to business. I fell to Lonely. I mean I've been lonely for a while now. As a matter of fact I've been lonely forever. Just pecks of being an orphan who has no friends, I guess.
We stopped in front of a large iron gate. The gate automatically opened as if it sensed it coming from faraway. I looked in anticipation as the car stopped in front of the grand entrance . This house was a pure gem!!!
I mean look at that, very beautiful. The doors were designed with gold , a garden of flowers at the front. How rich was the guy?! This was not a house. It was a mansion and it felt surreal. All my twenty years of living I haven't seen anything like it, I mean aside from movies. I loved the feeling already. But one thing bothered me, the house smelled like him, masculine and powerful!
How infuriating!!
The house was as large as the whole of my neighborhood . Okay, okay this is a bit too much exaggeration but it was too big like oh my God!The living room had its own pecks. I ran around the house, this was too good to be true. The kitchen was massive and the dining room was a whole Disney movie ballroom.
The driver ,which I later found out was David, helped me unpack my twins into my room. And of course the jerk is nowhere to be found.
My room was twice the size of my old apartment. I had a bathroom of my own with a big jacuzzi. Everything I've ever needed in a house was lined up in front of me. This was like a dream come true!
After unpacking I went to the kitchen. It was part of my contract to cook and apparently it was 6:00 in the evening so I had to cook dinner. The fridge in the kitchen was vast ,containing all ingredients you could ever dream of.
I settled on a simple dish, meatloaf. I haven't eaten that in ages. I spent all my money on burgers and macaroni, because they were cheaper.
After half an hour, the food was ready. I took the ceramic plates and served food on it and put it on the dining table for him, while I ate mine in the kitchen.
The thrill of cooking was eating in the kitchen in the pot. Don't tell me I'm weird ,I'm totally alright.
I was waiting for the jerk to come back home but he wasn't. The food is getting cold, uh... I don't want it wasted. I want him to taste my food ,so he'll know how good of a cook I am!
Apparently, David loved it here,so I went to see him.
"Where's Kendrick ?",I asked.
He looked a bit surprised,but smiled. "Family issues,dear"
David was a middle aged guy and very polite too. I smiled too and got ready for bed. I wrote a note and pasted it on the fridge saying that the food was in the fridge,so he'll have to microwave it before eating.
After that, I dipped myself in a warm bath.