LOVE THE WAY I AM

CHAPTER 17

★★BELLA★★

     "Then why didn't you die since?" he asked "sorry sport, your life is worthless." He ruffled my head.

    I can't be happy, I became like because of Mom's death.

       "Pish..." I hissed. "My life isn't, I'm happy alone, I'm tough and I love this loneliness I feel".

        "Oh really?" He nod his head slowly. "How tough are you?"

      "I can take anything." I boldly say...

      "I have a task for you, since your tough and fearless"

      "What is it?" I asked. He leaned closer to me, and say lowly "don't be in a hush, you have to help me receive something".

        "Bella, if you do this right, I'll pay your share of the month's rent" he say.

        "Tell me what to do?" I say without hesitance.

        "At five this evening, someone will be waiting to give me something, I want you to retrieve it and don't invite trouble." He say.

Something tells me it's not a good idea to agree to this.

         He lean more closer, leaving no space between "can you?" I nod in a swift as my heart beat so fast.

     He gave a smirk before Leaving with a fruiy knife. I wonder what he does the whole day when people are at work...? He slept the whole day while I read novels I had pending.

       As the time approach five I feel so uneasy. I don't know what he wants.

       As I write summary from the story in my note, He woke up with a lazy face as he strode out of his room... "Are you ready?" He asked.

        "Yes."

      "I'll drop you half way there" he said.

          He drove from home and stopped by The shop, then gave me an address.

         I stopped the taxi in front of a mall. Waiting for  the other party...

       A muscular guy walked to where I was "he sent you?" This was his first sentence. I nod.

       He handed me a shopping bag... "Don't let the police search you OK?" Then he walked away.

Why would the police search me? I peeped through the bag. Two stuffed pink cute bears were inside.

       I carried it home in no time. Mr Richards was waiting for me outside, he had a weird aura. He gave a big smile on seeing me. He collected the bag and tap my head "well done pompom".

       He went straight in his room before i can ask him why he bought stiffed bears.

     'Weirdo...! And yet he calls me one'

       "Bella?" He called as he walks out of his room. "Do you want the bears? Take." He handed them to me "you can keep them and also, it has an invisible zipper for storing safe things, money, phone..." He dumped the two bears in my hand then walked back to his room.

        In a while I went to knock at his door... "Mr Richards, will you have dinner?" I asked. "If so, give me Money so I get you noodles."

          "Go away! am not hungry!!" He yelled.

        This man is so hard to understand and yet he says I am.

          I ate the noodles quickly and went back to my room to sleep. He was banging his door so hard. I went to his room "Mr Richard, is there any problem?!" I yelled.

        "Go away.!" He yelled.

       He continued hitting the door with his fist. He's a psycho. "Mr Richard stop it!" I yelled.

    He didn't listen. I pushed the door, it was open. His fist was bleeding.
      
        He squatted by the corner "my head is spinning, don't come close" he stretched his hand to stop me. I still got closer, what's his problem?

        "Mr Richard, what happened with you?" I asked as I squatted to his level.

        "Take me to my bed" he ordered.

    I helped him to his bed. White substance were all over.  I tried to sniff. "You do drugs?"

         "Me...? No, I don't" He replied as he holds the bed for support.

        I start to think back, the Bear, why did he buy a bear and Gave it to me. 'Oh my god, I did pick up for drugs!'

       "Mr Richard, you made me bring snow!" I push him. His body was unstable and fragile, he fell on the floor.

        I won't let him off when he gets normal, this is illegal.

       "Mr Richard, Get up..." I kicked him. "Get up!!!" He turned to the other side and started snoring.