Pregnant and Homeless✔

Chapter 6

  Mr.Dakoda pushed the bedroom door open, "Go on." Following his command, I entered the room. "This is your room."

  The first thought that came to my mind was Wow. The room was well furnished and was painted dark blue. A zigzag black and white mat lay beneath the queen-size bed which was in the middle of the room. Above the bed was an abstract painting that contrasts with the colour scheme of the room. At the end of the bed, there was a grey storage bench. A wooden dresser was to the right of the bed and a matching nightstand to the left. On the nightstand, there was a marble ceramic lamp.

"Do you like it?" I turn to Mr. Dakoda, did he ask that question.

 No, I wouldn't say I liked it. I freaking love it. Not even the room I shared with my mother was this furnished or this big. "I love it."

  He smiled, "Great. The Tv remote is in the drawer. It's already connected to Netflix and Youtube and some other apps."

   I frowned, I didn't see any tv. He noticed the look on my face and laugh. "Move a little more in the room, and you'll see the tv." I moved from the door and walked further in the room then I spot the flat screen tv on the wall. It was about 36-40 inches, nothing compared to the big back tv that my mom and I had. 

  I turn to look at the stranger who was willing to give me a place in his home and smiled, "Thank you, Mr Dakoda. You don't know how much I appreciate your help." 

He smiled, "You're welcome. You can call me Valdo. Mr Dakoda makes me sound old." 

"How old are you?" the question came out before I had time to process it. 

"Twenty-eight."

I nod. I knew he's wasn't past thirty, but I didn't realise he was that old.

  I didn't know what to say after he said his age, so the room became silent and awkward. After about thirty seconds he cleared his throat to break the silence then said, "The bathroom is two doors down. My room is the one besides yours if you need anything knock, but most times I stay in the living room. If you feel hungry help yourself." His blue eyes were staring into my brown ones. Without breaking eye contact, he rubbed the back of his head, "Well, Goodnight Jakoby. I'll see you tomorrow. Sleep well."

  "Goodnight," I mumbled before he walked out the room. He turned and offered me a small smile before closing the door behind him. 

  Maybe I should tell him my real name and age. After all, he has been very hospitable, or perhaps he was pretending. I walked around the room looking for anything remotely suspicious like cameras and wires. But I didn't find any wires or hidden camera. I gave in. Maybe he was, after all, just a guy trying to help someone who was in the same situation as his mother was. 

  I walked to the bed and sat down on the lavender silk sheets. I brush my hands over it and moaned at its softness. I've never slept on silk before, only cotton, concrete and cardboard. This was a new feeling for me, and It felt great. 

I pushed myself down on the cotton bed and starred at the white ceiling. 

"That's above me now."

That's behind me now.

  My prayers were finally answered. I had somewhere safe to stay and a comfortable bed to lay in. But I still had doubts Valdo's real aim of letting me stay. I wasn't used to people being this nice without having an agenda. I shook my head and brushed the thoughts from my head. 

Think positive. 

The only thing I need now was a job so I can buy some clothes for myself and my baby.