Who would ever think I could be in a stranger home for much longer like I did. Three days. That's how long I have been staying at Jeff's place. I did nothing but do some of his household chores and sometimes, gardening. He would plead with me not to litter or stress myself but I thought it is not courtesy to be in his home and not help not with and chores. The weeds are slowly eating up the spaces for the flowers. I wonder if he has someone who does this for him. Every part of his mansion shows how busy a businessman he is. He nearly had time to tend his garden.
Jeff was out of the house for two days. He was not kidding when he said he's not always home. He rarely goes home. The last time I've seen him is two days ago. He bought some groceries before telling me that he's out of the country for a week for a business venture.
And now, I'm bored.
The next day, I woke up early and started to clean the living room. It was only five in the morning and I guess, he won't be up yet. After all, he came from a flight and I think he is exhausted. After cleaning, I went on to cook some breakfast. I made some toasts and cooked bacon and eggs. I don't know what he likes for breakfast but the last time we were together, he cooked pancakes. I was humming a song I heard from the music channel yesterday when the front door burst open. Surprised and nervous at the same time, I turned to the door only to see Jeff's topless body dripping in sweat. He's panting and from the looks of it, he went out for an early job. He smiled at me as he walked to the fridge to get a bottle of water. "You were early," he commented before drinking.
Jeff took a cart and we started walking inside the huge supermarket. "What's your favorite food?" he asked me while we were walking along the meat section. I can't keep my eyes on one rack because everything seemed so delicious. "Any" I replied but my eyes are fixed on the sirloin in front of me. Jeff stopped and stood beside me. "We'll take four kilos of this," he told the staff in charge as I noticed him pointing at the sirloin in front of me. I blinked and turned to him, confused. "Why are you getting four kilograms?" He shrugged. "When I cooked meat before, I noticed that you liked it. So, I'm buying a lot," he replied. "And besides, I don't go to groceries often. I need to stock up." He sounded so sure of himself so I let him. I nodded and waited with him until the four kilograms of meat were ready. We con
Jeff was walking too fast while holding my hand. Itseemed like he wants to leave the mall as fast as he could."Jeff," I called him, already panting because I need to keep up with his long strides. He finally stopped and looked at me. I took my hand back and glared at him. "I need to breathe," I said.He immediately looked guilty. He took something out of his pocket and handed me a white handkerchief. "Here," he said. "You're sweaty."I frowned but accepted the hanky and used it to wipe my sweat. "Sorry, but why did you walk out on her like that?" I asked him. I am curious. It's obvious that Melissa is one of his women and I am not going to judge him on that. Our AlphaS Xavier had a lot of girls, too, to the point that I have realized that all rich men are like that.Jeff sighed and gave me a look as if asking me why I had to ask that question. I
I walked down the stairs and saw Jeff already in the kitchen, cooking breakfast. I looked at the clock and saw that it's only six in the morning. I woke up later than usual today because of the movie marathon last night.I cleared my throat as I approached him, making him turn to me. He smiled. "Oh, you're up," he said before transferring the bacon strips from the pan to the plate. I turned to the table and saw that he already prepared everything. I suddenly feel guilty. He's got a meeting up today and here I am, waking late and couldn't even prepare breakfast for him before he goes to work.Jeff nodded at me. "Come on. Let's eat breakfast," he said as he placed the plate on the table and pulled his chair.I pursed my lips and just followed him. I sat in my place and started eating. "I'm sorry I didn't wake up early," I told him.
I stared at the phone on my bed. Jeff asked me to browse its features while he prepared us dinner. He also told me to capture some photos from the garden.I can't believe I'll be able to hold a phone like this. Even Leinart and the elites from my pack have this. Well, I have never seen them own one, She's probably going to boast it to the whole school.That's how she is as a person.I remember when she boasted that she has a brand-new laptop. We were preparing for the script of the play we're in but didn't have a laptop to type and print it. Leinart sounded like a hero because she let us borrow hers. But I know for a fact that she only wants to gloat.I shook off that memory and just smiled as I grabbed my phone. I opened the photo gallery and stared at the stolen photo I took of Jeff while he's cooking. Even with his back and turned
I was skeptical the next morning. I intentionally got out of bed late because I don't know if I still have the face to show him after what happened last night.I shut my eyes and groaned at the memory of last night. I dug my own grave on that one. I regret going down to get some milk. It didn't do anything good to me anyway. I still couldn't sleep. I was awake until five in the morning. What I had was just a simple three-hour nap. And I refused to get out of bed until it was already nine in the morning.I sighed and lazily dragged my feet downstairs when I heard Jeff's voice."What do you mean they trespassed?" he is practically yelling but in a controlled voice. Even from meters away, I can sense that he's angry at whoever is speaking to him on the phone. "What?! Fine. I'll go there later today."
I was watering the plants in the garden to divert my attention because I can't stop thinking about the rejection emails I have received yesterday. I have been bothered about it all night that I only had four hours of sleep.Jeff texted me this morning that he couldn't go home yet which was good because I still don't know how I could look at him in the eyes after our conversation over the phone.I sighed hard as I stared at the plants. "Do you think I should leave?" I asked the yellow dandelion in front of me. "I was thinking of leaving once I get a job. I have a lot of loans to pay for. Jeff was too kind to loan me clothes and even a phone."The dandelion danced with the force of the water coming from the hose that I felt like it's nodding at me. I smiled weakly. "I should leave, right?" I asked the poor flower again and it moved again. "I should leave and look for a job. Maybe I got rejected be
The skies were turning orange and I can already see the sun coming out from the mountains. I smiled as I watched the beauty of the sunrise in awe."It's beautiful," I gasped. My eyes are surely twinkling at the sight of it. For me, sunrises mean hope and new beginnings. It's a new day and we need to forget about the darkness of the night.I looked over at Jeff who is staring at the skies too and I couldn't help but smile. A lot of bad things had happened to me but I am glad that I have met him. I was lost in the darkness but he helped me find the light.He's my sunrise. He's a part of the new beginning of my life. He marked the start of another chapter of my life-a a life to redeem myself and show everyone that I can be more than just an omega's daughter.Jeff suddenly looked at me. "Why?" he asked me.