REALLY?

ANDREY'S POV

“Be good! I have to be busy now so I can make it to come back, tomorrow. I will take the night flight!” I said. 

“Okay then! Bye for now!” She replied excitedly and i hanged up.

I really do not understand what's going on over there! Why on earth will dad say such things?

Sigh! 

“I hope I can cope with all this stucked up in my head. Work, family, oh damn, this is just too much! I pray they accept my permission. I feel like my head is going to blow.” 

I took my laptop and placed it on my bed. Well, my documents are scattered on my bed and I don't know what time I will be done with all this and only the thought of it, provoked me. I have a work to keep and a family matter to check on, isn't that too much already?

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I got out of bed feeling so exhausted. You could only imagine the stress i underwent last night. All the documents were still scattered on the bed and my laptop fell off my lap last night due to the fact I was weak to keep it aside. Damn, I slept off while typing the last document! Thank God I set the alarm, else, I won't have woken up by the time i did. I have to be in a haste because of my work. 

After arranging the papers on my bed, I hurried into the bathroom, brushed my teeth while standing at the front of my toilet mirror and had a cool shower, after. I wished I could spend more time bathing but, time waits for no man; so I stepped out of the bathroom almost ten minutes after going in. Lolz, what a day huh!

I dressed up in my black kneel-length skirt and my well ironed white long sleeve shirt. Picked up a rubber band and packed my hair into a ponytail, then brushed the front to make it look neat. Applied a little lip stick to make my lips look red. My wrist watch was already on my drawer, so I just picked it and walked towards the standing mirror to have a good look at myself. To be honest, I do that on daily basis. I just loved to look at my self and admire my outfit. And i am so used to heels that i can actually run with them. But there was something i was missing out. My scarf!

“Perfect!” I mumbled as I tied my black scarf around and turned back to my bed to take my handbag and document.

Well, I do not eat breakfast all the time before going to work. I have to hurry, so I can summit the necessary documents and take a flight back home.

Bruh... Bruh...

Oh my, i almost my phone before i heard it ringing. I looked at the name and calmed down before picking.

“Hey baby, good morning! How was your night?” Dean greeted first.

“Yeah baby! Emmmm... My night was okay but short though!” I replied in a low tone.

“Do not tell me it is your work that got you to stay up late!?” Dean said and he sounded disappointed. Dean always warned me from staying up late to work but this time, I had done it because of my family. I do not like the way Kaylee sounded last night. It seemed as though the house was on fire or something. Dean had got to understand but what will his reaction if he knew i did it so I can go back home.

“Baby, I am sorry but I did it because of i needed to...” I did not finish when i got interrupted by Dean.

“Never mind! You will just never listen, always want to do what's on your mind.” Dean said with a touch of anger in his tone and i furrowed my brows. 

How dare him?

“Really?” I asked.

“Are you in a cab already or i should come pick you up?” Dean asked like he did not my question. He knew i was upset already.

“No, don't come! I am near the company.” I lied and hanged up.

I try to understand he care so much for me but sometimes, he need to understand me too. I can not obey everything he tells me to do. Even though we are in a serious relationship, I still got my own life.

Looked at the whole room again, frowned at my wardrobe because I do not know how I will pack my clothes in just a short time. Only if Nancy was home, she would have helped me do some things.

I walked out and followed the stairs down and then i spotted Mrs. Maryjane with her lover Timothy. Well, the woman is a divorcee but also plays the sugar mummy games. No matter how hard i try to avoid her, it seemed impossible. My heels called her attention even before i walked closer and she turned to my direction with a bold smile.

“Hey you girl! Off to work, right?” She asked as i fastened my steps. She just love to talk and I am not doing this with her today.

“Yeah!” I replied as I was few inches away from where she stood. Her lover Timothy winked at me and i frowned. 

Arrrrh! 

Timothy, once approached me the day he visited and Mrs. Maryjane wasn't home. I pulled me out of my way and walked up to my room. Though he got the message that i wasn't interested, he still would not let me be. He only seem to respect himself when ever i walk in with Dean.

“Take care of yourself and make more money to pay your bills, Okay pretty?” Mrs. Maryjane yelled out as I got to the entrance. Yeah, she named me pretty from the very first day I came to purchase a room. Though she does not mention it all the time but if I'm on the road and hear someone calling 'pretty' I know it is her.

If not that she is the house keeper, i would have reported her for disturbance but if I dare to disrespect her, then i would be homeless. She loved money and the money gotten from our bills was what she spent on the spoilt brait she called her lover. 

I walked down the door way and began to walk up to the bus station around.