Perfect SCARS

8

Despite my anger
I still manage to fix breakfast for Mr Philips
I pulled out bread and jam placed it on the dinning table  and made tea

That wasn't hard but I didn't enjoy doing it either, after setting the dinner  I was heading back to my room when he stopped me

"Hey come back here"

   "Sir"

"I know it's your first day and all but you have to understand they are some things I don't tolerate in my house such as sulking around like a pregnant woman.. What is wrong with you.. "

"Am not sulking... "

I muttered in between my breath

"Really.. Then what is this, "

He points at the food on the table

"Your breakfast sir "

"Is this how you make tea in your orphanage "

"I didn't come from an orphanage... Sir "

"Then where did you come from "

"It called a Foster home "

"It called a Foster home ". He mimicks
"Is that how you convince yourself that the place you are coming from is home.... Bullshit, anyway I don't take my tea like this.. Less milk with no sugar besides I prefer coffee.. Do you know how to make coffee "

I just stood there quietly

"Can't You talk.. Do you know how to make coffee"

"No... "

"No what "

"No Sir "

"I dont need your Sir.. What are you saying no too"

"No I can't make coffee..... Sir "

He moved away from the table and was heading closer but I was too scared so for every step he took I take two steps backwards and further away from him

"Look we would have no problem if you can just adhere to my simple rules and regulations.. And you will see that am really a cool guy... I choose you because you are smart and strong willed dont make me regret it because then I would need to be extra strict to put you in shape and trust me you won't like it.... So it's better you pay attention to everything I tell you because even the smallest detail matters. So if you keep being a good girl I promise you a lot of goodies so take your time today and make yourself use to the environment because I am not going to repeat any of this again... "

I nod my head several times and my mouth were trembling. I don't think I have ever been this scared my whole life just by mere words.. Not even big angry dominating Mrs Lawrence can make me this scared... This man is literally killing me with his words. I feel awful and I can't wait for him to stop talking

"I'm running late for work but before I return make sure you clean the whole house.... Like thoroughly...  I hate dirts then make sure you lay the bed properly. There are four rooms   upstairs. Mine is the first on your left. Take your time with it... And put things in place. Anything you don't know or understand wait till I come back, make sure you stay indoors and be in the right place, don't touch anything you dont know ..... What else!  am sure you are not dumb, You can figure the rest out...... And ohh make sure you  write down the meal  you can prepare  and let's start with that "

"Ok sir"

He looked at me for a while before heading back upstairs... I waited a while and soon he came back dressed in casual gray suit pant, blue stripped shirt and hanging a suit jacket on her arm, I looked down when our eyes met

"Do You like what am wearing "

"Me.. Ehmm... Memm" I started looking around like a nervous wreck

"Cmon I saw you staring at me.. You like "

"It is very nice "

"I know right... Anyways I have to go now.. "

"Emm you.. You are not eating again "

"No honey.. I spend alot of time building this muscles.. I can't be having milk and sugar like am auditioning for diabetes "

Is it me... Or his voice got softer... He is even calling me pet names....

"Alright Angel I'm running out of time, we'll talk better when I get back "

He moved closer again but this time I didn't move back I just stood there and watch him move towards me.. He placed his hands on both my shoulders and placed a soft kiss on my forehead... I froze for a minute... And watched him say goodbye and leave the house

Few minutes ago he was spitting fire, complaining about everything and now he's being all nice and sweet

Who's this Man