The Dry Cleaner

Chapter 8

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Keyna POV

I was infuriated. Who the hell does he think he is? Such a bastard.

It had been about four hours since out argument and luckily the snow was slowly reducing. I had eaten the pizza alone and had multiple cups of coffee and I was happy at the fact that he was probably starving.

I'm not heartless, in fact I'm really nice its just that I had lost all respect for this man and I now hated him. I finished reading the novel because I had so much time on my hands and before I knew it, it was nine p.m.

I walked over to the fridge and removed another box of frozen pizza and warmed it in the microwave. I cursed how well my mother had raised me because I found myself putting five slices of pizza on a plate and taking it to him. Not that I wanted to and it wasn't my duty to feed him anyway it was just because it was the right thing to do.

That and the fact that I didn't want a dead body in the to the next morning because of hunger.
I put it on the counter and started walking away before his voice stopped me in my tracks.

"Keyna,"
"What?" I asked rudely as I turns around to face him.

I thought he was going to apologise to me but I as wrong.

"Why are you not apologising to me for disrespecting me?"

I rolled my eyes. I decided not to argue with him anymore.

But I couldn't. I just had to talk to him.

"What do you mean? I didn't disrespect you okay! You're the one who insulted me so if anyone deserves an apology its me." I said and started walking away.

"This isn't over!" He yelled.

I had had enough of his arrogance. Enough of his childishness and his pride. I did some washing up and some cleaning up before I mad a couple of phone calls and went to sleep at around midnight.

When I woke up, it was around eight a.m. I made some coffee and looks outside. The snowstorm was over and the roads were being cleared. I decided that I would go home today and so I got all my things and went to the front room.

I found him there sleeping and I woke him up by pushing him constantly.

"What do you want?" He said as he sat up and let out a long yawn.

"I want you to leave. I want to lock up."

"Give me a few minutes please," he said as he stretched and rubbed his eyes.

Did he just say please? I asked myself.

"Are you done yet?" I asked rudely.

"Yes. I'm still waiting for my apology though," he said as he grinned at me.

"Get out!" I said flatly.

"Goodbye Keyna." He said as he smiled at me and walked out of the store.

I locked the place after making sure everything was okay. I made my way across the parking shivering in the cold and quickly got into my car. I felt as if someone was watching me but I ignored it. I started the car and drove home.

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Malcolm's POV.

I watched he get into her car and drive off a few minutes later.I felt like a weird stalker for watching her but I couldn't help it. I drove to my mansion. I parked my car and got into my house. I went to have a hot shower and I made a sandwich afterwards.

I got into my office and replied mails, made some calls and did some work to compensate the work that I didn't do during those two days. Then it hit me..

I forgot my suit. Shit!

I looked around my office and all the business cards that I had until I found the dry cleaners card. I pulled out my phone and dialed the number.

It ringed for a while and there was no answer. I pulled out another card and dialled that number instead. I waited as it rang and a few seconds later I heard her smooth voice.

"Hello this is Keyna Bishop. How may I help you?"

"Keyna this is Malcolm. I forgot my suit so I'm coming to pick it up now."

I heard her sigh in frustration.
"I'm sorry sir but we do not open on Sundays. How about tomorrow?"

"Why not today?" I asked just to tick her off.

"Because its against our rules."

"Fine. See you tomorrow. Have a wonderful day Keyna."

"You too Malcolm," she said before hanging up.

I smiled at the thought of her agitated face. I carried on with my day quite uneventful and I was soon I was in my bed.

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Hey I know this is kinda short, I'm sorry.