Better This Way

Six

I woke up with a heavy headache. Maybe because of the nightmare that couldn't let me sleep last night. Until I fulfil my plans, it may probably not go away. Shit! I completely forgot I have a new job now. I got up instantly and got to the bathroom to freshen up after which I got dressed.

I grabbed my car keys and walked out of the room. I met Heng and Nop in the dinning. Nop is still here? That's strange. Seems Heng made breakfast for him. But he's so bad at cooking and the Heng I know will never make food for someone else.

"Good morning" I greeted loud enough that they could hear me.

"Good morning Freen. Come take a bite before leaving" Heng said.

"No thanks" my quick response.

"Nop made this for us" he said.

Of course he did. But he should stop making him feel at home if he's going to be like every other guy he has brought home. I know how it will still end for Nop though.

"Come on Freen" he continued.

I let out a sigh and walked to them. I took a bite on the pancake infront of me and smiled at Nop.

"This is really good" I said. He smiled back and mouthed thank you.

"I have to go now. See you later Heng" I said and walked out of the apartment to my car.

After an hour I was at Mr. Armstrong's house. I know I am late on my first day but I hope it won't be an issue. Miss Armstrong schedule for today isn't much which means I will be done early. Looks like she isn't working as well because her schedule for the month has nothing like work there.

Mr. Armstrong and Richie already left when I got here. I am supposed to take her to the gym this morning but I am late. Do we still have to go? I walked inside the building but didn't see anyone downstairs. I decided to go to the kitchen maybe I will see the chef and yes I did.

"The last room on the left" she said.

I thanked her and started walking upstairs. She said the last room on the right, am I correct? I started walking to the right and in no time I got to the last room. I knocked but no one answered.

After knocking severally but got no response, I decided to leave but surprisingly I found the door unlocked. Maybe she's in the bathroom. I turned the handle and got inside.

"Hello" I said but no response.

How can this baby's room be like this? Her taste is... Wait, this can never be her room. This is Mr. Armstrong's room! Perfect. I am not only in his house but also in his personal room. I started looking around for something, document, anything that would help. I found a file in his drawer but just when I was about to pick it up, the door handle turned. I quickly closed the drawer and gosh that's the daughter.

She was stiffened and so shocked when she saw me. I equally stood stiffly. She's not saying anything. She's just looking at me and so surprised that I am here. I am sure she caught me closing that drawer or maybe not. Fuck! The drawer isn't properly closed.

"Hey!" I finally voiced out.

She didn't respond. Okay I am getting so uncomfortable with the way she looks at me. She's giving me mixed feelings and I don't like it. At this point I don't know whether she saw me closing that drawer or not, whether she recognized me from the club or not. I can't read her thoughts and it is frustrating.

"I uhm... I knocked but you didn't answer. So I thought you were in the bathroom" I said.

Thanks goodness the bathroom door is next to me. I already know this isn't your room by the way but I still have to pretend I don't know.