My Wattpad Stalker

Chapter 3 - Mail

CHAPTER 3- Mail

I opened the curtains so that the house would look somewhat lively then decided to take Bob in a walk while ill jog.

I brushed my teeth, comb my hair and putting it on a ponytail, I put my jogging pants and a sports bra. I pulled a t-shirt on too.

“Bob!” I called out and soon I heard a ruffling and running sound from the kitchen, I went to the kitchen opening the door, their stood a cute little dog.

“Arf!” he barked.             

“C’mon lets go outside” I said then put the lace on him.

We walked out the house soon me jogging, Bob running. Means I needed to run too.

Bob and I jogged for what seems like hours but it was only 30 minutes.

I sat down on the bench trying to catch my breath while tying Bob’s lace on the bench.

I looked at my surroundings seeing only few people are here yet. While seating on the bench I can’t help but over think things.

My mom and dad have other families now. Was I not enough to keep the family together and strong? Guess not.

I sigh loudly. They do give me money to buy the stuffs I need. They pay the bills in the house and help me buy the car I got but it doesn’t make me happy.

Dad gave me Bob when it was my 16th birthday. So I love him so much even though I’m not a pet lover. Dad wouldn’t know that because… he’s dad. I remembered mom gave me a jewelry set. She didn’t know I don’t like wearing over price jewels because when I wore the unique bracelet she gave me for Christmas it was snatched by a tiff on a market, I didn’t have time to tell her because she’s always busy and she’s…. mom.

I stand up from my seat restraining myself not let a single tear fall. I untied Bob and we walked back home.

When we were nearly home, one more street to be précised, I took off the shirt I was wearing because it clung stuck into my skin, besides my neighbors haven’t woke up yet.

When were nearly home I saw a mail man standing at my neighbors house, he was supposed to knock but I tapped his shoulder to get his attention. Bob run home and I let him.

He spun around to look at me with curios eyes, checking me out. For the love of god! I’m only 16 and this man is quit old!

I cleared my throat to keep the mail mans eyes to stop looking at my body.

“Where’s the other mail man?” I asked him straight forward.

“Who?” he asked.

“Yesterday, the one who gave me the mail I got.”

“Oh him” he said realization wash his face. “His been fired because he mistook a mail from the other mail.” He said while moving his head sideways showing how disappointed he was.

I gave him a weird look “Okay.” I said still have this weird look but then again quit relieved. “Maybe my mail has been swapped too”

“May I see?” he asks politely.

“Yeah wait here; I’ll just go get it.” I said then hurriedly got in the house to go to my room and picked up the mail.

Not bothering to change anymore I run down the stairs and got out.

The mail man didn’t move an inch.

While walking towards him I smiled forcefully trying to look kind.