Chapter 22:Being used

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Dawson

5 minutes ago.

After dropping Kiesha off at her place, I drove off home,I started thinking about the mess I got myself into ,I decided to pose as Kiesha boyfriend, not only because I pitied her but because I'm getting a free limited edition free car.

Did I mention free? I mean it's not like I can't afford the car, but the car is so hard to find even with my connections.

I sighed to myself the girl was a bitch ,true but no one deserved  being cheated on, and the media and her father has been on her case since forever .

Though her dad had connection to clear the mess,her reputation still turned quite ugly.

So I'm being a nice guy and all.... at a price.

I wanna help the girl, I really do but she is making it really hard to do,and it hasn't even been 24  hours since our relationship started. Sighing once more I drove in my house.

Parking my car in my area I got out and locked it. I noticed that my dad's car was in the parking lot which was strange , my dad is always busy and never comes around at this time of the day   unless it was a dinner meeting.

Though I know there can't be a meeting because either  Dad or Chanelle would have phoned me, warning me to be on my best behavior.

It's so sad how my family members see me as a troublesome brat who is too spoiled for his good.......Okay maybe I am like that, but Im rich so what do you expect?

Taking a deep breath I walked towards the building ,opening the glass door ,I  entered  watching  as servants walked by ignoring me. They were paid extra for it, usually, it's like they don't exist at all, I forget they do sometimes.

Imagine getting paid 6% extra just to ignore someone.

At this hour it was dinner time, so I went to check in the dining room and I saw it was emptied, they had dinner alright,b u there were dirty empty plates everywhere.

Exiting the dining room I entered the kitchen, where I was greeted by our new cook, who just gave me a nod before going back to his business.

Apparently our old cook was fired because he went to see his sick wife who was on her death bed, so sad but life goes on .

Walking across the room, I opened a drawer grabbing two bags of chips and a bottle of wine from the canteen. I could feel eyes following me, as I left the kitchen but nothing was being said, if my coach found out what I'd been eating, I wouldn't hear the end of it, but I just didn't care, with the day I had today I deserve to treat myself.

While munching on my Terra chips, I looked about for my family but couldn't seem to spot or hear any of them. Even though I could hear music coming from our music room.

So I marched towards the music room ,and felt happy to have seen my family, they were all sitting comfortably while Hannat was on our precious Piano playing and there was a girl on stage looking so small and timid.

Putting down my items I leaned on the door watching the girl.

Hannat tried playing the piano again but there was still silence, it looked like they were waiting for the girl to start singing .

It looked like she was deep in thought,it felt like she was struggling with something , I could feel this aroma around her ,she was battling with her demons and I could see it I could feel it.

Restarting the piano for what seems the third time ,I  could see  balls of sweat forming on her forehead ,she was trembling to the point that Chantelle asked if she needed a time off ,but she shooked her .

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