Chapter 15

To be honest, staying in Nek’s house hasn’t been bad; I mean aside the usual arguments we have. I have spent three nights here and Nek has done everything possible to make me comfortable; for a man like Nek I’m suprised he pays attention to little details about me, I’d almost think he liked me but I know better.

We finally arrive home; and I alight the car without bothering to thank Nek for the ride home. I guess he didn’t like that cause he mutters something about him not being my driver then walks past me and straight into his office.

I can’t be bothered cause if he muttered it, then I wasn’t supposed to hear it or give a fitting reply. I grab a few snacks and run upstairs to my room; I’d need energy if I’m going to write till 7pm.

When I was in college my classmates were jealous of me cause I didn’t suffer what was called “writer's block”. To me writing just came simply, the ideas, the settings it just flowed naturally; I guess you could say I was born to write.

And that's why I w