Chapter 17: Chapter 17

He left, and only Nanny Daley and I were left here.

Why is he suddenly angry? Did Nanny say something wrong? I think all she said is true. Why would she lie anyway?

Vanessa? Is she a Stephen’s ex-girlfriend? Stephen has already brought that Vanessa in here, so she is special to Stephen, obviously! She is Stephen's first girlfriend... I guess he really loves that Vanessa?

How many girlfriends does he have, if he counts it all? I just found out that the f**kboys still have girlfriends. I mean, they also date, like a serious relationship?

I think I know now! Maybe it was because of his past. I guess that’s the reason why Stephen became like that, because of Vanessa. What did she do to Stephen? Did she cheat, or she doesn’t love him anymore? Cheating is a common reason why a lot of couples broke up so, I’m not shocked if she did cheat on him.

But why? Stephen is... uhm, he’s okay. Why would she need to find another man when she already has this Stephen Wilson?

Those bad people, they used to be good but became bad because of what other people did to them, or maybe they thought the world was becoming unfair to them.

What you really need to learn is to forgive and accept the truth. Why do people revenge on the people who hurt them? Letting them feel what they’ve done to you before? Watching them suffering as they did to you? That will just make you a bad person. It’s like you are imitating them. They said that don’t revenge, let them realized.

Oh, right! I want to make sure who’s that Vanessa; I mean, like I might be wrong. That girl is Stephen's ex.

“Nanny Daley, who is Vanessa?” I asked.

“She is Stephen’s ex-girlfriend, young lady.” She smiled and tap my shoulder.

“Ahh...” I just nodded.

I want to ask why Stephen and Vanessa broke up, but Nanny Daley might think that I am interested in that topic. I mean, yeah I am interested but I don’t her to think why I am into that. Stephen might get mad or annoyed at me and think who am I to ask about his past.

Nanny Daley has left already. It looks like Stephen and I will be the only ones left here in his house.

Maybe he’s in the bedroom now. It’s almost night, so I just went to the kitchen first. I looked at what was in their refrigerator.

I’m scratch my head.

Don’t they have vegetables? I would have liked to eat vegetables, but I miss eating this, at home I can’t cook vegetables because my family doesn’t like that kind of food. I don’t know why they don’t like it. Vegetables are delicious for our health.

“What are you doing?!” I immediately turned my back on him.

“Ahm, let’s cook-- “

“What right do you have to use my utensils here in my kitchen!!” He took the spoon that I was holding and threw it on the floor.

I bit my lip and slowly looked him in the eye. The way he looks at me now it scared me.

“N-Nanny Daley is not her so, I decided to cook--“

“Did I tell you to cook?!! What I’m going to say is all you have to follow!! You need my permission first before touching or do something around here, understand?!” I close my eyes tightly. My vision is blurred because of the tears that form in my eyes.

I gulped. “S-Sorry.”

“Go to your room!! Don’t come out until I tell you to!” He yells at me. I hurriedly walked into the room. When I entered, I leaned against the door and my tears keep dripping now.

I can’t help but sob. She’s like my stepmom, doesn’t want me to go out of my room. I’m wrong... he’s not nice, they’re just the same.

Why are they like this to me? Is it bad to cook for him? Is that a sin?

I wiped away my tears and stood up.

You can do that Alyana, it’s just not in what you’ve been through. How many times has this happened to you?! So, calm down and just get used to it.

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Stephen Wilson’s Pov.

“Damn!” Did I scare her? I am just not in the mood right now, because I heard that woman’s name. It’s just pissing me off every time I hear her name!

That f**king bitch! I hate her!!

I just ordered Jollibee because I don’t want to cook. I noticed at the time and it was 7:10 pm. I knocked on the door of her room, but no one opened it.

“Alyana? Open the door!” I calmly said and knock again, but I didn’t hear any noise from inside.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself. I honestly don’t like repeating what I already said once I said that open the door, then she should open this damn door immediately!

“Alyana! I said open this f**king door!!”

Arggg!! This woman is pissing me more!

I went into my room and took the key from the drawer. When I opened it I was going to speak, but I saw her sleeping... on the floor?

What the-- why is she sleeping on the floor? Is he crazy! There’s a bed in there and she chooses to sleep there, huh? Where did her brain go??

I slowly walked towards her. I carry her up and laid her on the bed. I sat on the side of the bed and stared at her face.

“She looks so innocent,” I muttered. I can’t stop myself from staring at this beautiful face! Why is she beautiful every day, I mean all the time?!

I comb her hair using my left hand. I raised my eyebrow as she opened her eyes and, in shock, she woke up and moved away from me a little.

“I’m not going to do anything bad to you... wait, did you cried?” I asked because I noticed that her eyes were swollen.

She immediately averted her eyes.

“N-No, I didn’t.” she’s lying to me again.

“You know what? I really don’t like people who lie, it reminds me of her.” I said in a serious tone.

“I-It doesn’t matter if I cry or not. If I say that I did cry, then what are you going to do? Does it make a difference, anyway? I’m honestly just scared and become when you raise your voice...” It was as if she was hesitant to continue what she was saying as if she still wanted to say, but it's like there's something stopping her from saying it.

It’s like you want to say something, but there’s a part of you that you don’t want. Did she cry because of earlier? Did she cry because of me? Is she a 6 years old to cry just because of that?! Tsk, she’s making me feel guilty.

I smirk. “Why are you scared? Have you never been shouted at before?” she didn’t answer, she just bit her nail so I frowned.

“Stop doing that!” does she know that nails are dirty?! “Okay, I’m sorry! I’m sorry for raising my voice again. Just stop biting your nails from now on. You’re already a college student but there is a lot of stuff that you still don’t know, and I guess, you know what’s right and wrong.”

“Of course, I know. Maybe I choose the wrong one because that’s what I think is right.”

I shook my head. “You really are stupid.”

“Yeah, I think so too many people already said that to me.” She said coldly.

What’s wrong with this woman! Why is she acting cold right now, huh?! I should be the one who acts like that.

“Come on, let’s eat,” I said and pulled her out of that room.

“O-Ouch, my hand hurts.” I let go of her hand and looked at her with my forehead wrinkled.

This woman is overreacting! Does she know that many women want me to hold their hand, many women want to live here in my house, many women want to be closer to me!

Then why her? I mean, instead of being happy... she’s cared for me? Do I look like a monster, huh!! With this handsome face of mine?

She was just quiet while eating. She didn’t even glance at me once. She’s just focused on her food.

Other girls, even if eating just like this, they’re going very close to me. But this woman is the one who is moving away from me?? Is the world upside down now? Oh, maybe her brain is upside down?

After we ate, I saw her just standing there staring at the plates. What else is she doing?! Is she talking to those plates?

“What are you waiting for? Wash that plate.”

“H-Huh? Ahh, okay.” She smiled and quickly washed the plates. Did she just smiled when I told her to wash that plate? Is she stupid or dumb??

I was just standing here staring at her.

I think she’s waiting for me to tell her to wash and what to do. Damn! I said earlier that whatever I say, that’s all she will follow.

After she washed, she looked at me and averted her eyes when she saw that I was looking at her. She was about to pass by me, but I immediately grabbed her waist.

“Maybe you forgot in the bedroom you’re going to sleep in.”

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We went to bed. I could hear her heartbeat. I think she was nervous.

I’m not going to kill her or hurt her, so why is she nervous?

“Don’t worry, I won’t do anything to you,” I said softly and turned her to face me.