2pm My House Novels & Stories

I don't wait for my mother to come back anymore because it's too late now. I take a seat on the brown couch that's in the middle of the room. A TV hangs on the wall in front of me and on the walls are pictures of Clive and Susan's wedding. I fish my phone out my pocket and decide to check the time. It's only half-past three. The actual hell... Goddess help me.

~Rosie A knock on the door wakes me. I barely have enough time to force my eyes open before Time glides into my room. He tugs the curtains open swiftly, allowing the light to stream right into my heavy eyes. It has to be some ungodly hour of the morning, considering how much my body protests. Plastering my sheets to my chest, I sit up, shielding my hands up against the light.

VALENCIA'S POV I walked into my house, feeling tired and hungry. I glanced at my wrist watch, it's 12:30 AM in the middle of night. The house was silent, the evidence of everyone gone to their rooms. I walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of water. ‘‘Woof! Woof!’’ Tommy and Rocky barks beside me. I squats down to their level and patted their heads. ‘‘Shhh…don't be too loud!! Let's go to my room.’’ I whispered and they nodded their heads. I got up and took out their food and walked towards my room with them behind me.

But it was the most perfect way to leave. How do I leave the house though? “Okay, at least I made progress,” I said to myself. I got up and walked to my door, swinging it open to find the hallway ... .empty? “This is weird.” I whisper. There's always a guard on me. Where are they now? What's the time? I hurried back inside quickly, looking at the clock on the bedstand. “5 o'clock, pm.” Lunch break. I would have been reading now. I was usually alone by this time. I wasn't stupid, I'm sure there were cameras everywhere.

I always wake up before noon, but as my heavy eyes finally react to the sunlight, the red numbers on my bedside digital clock cause me to blink severally. 2 pm? It's 2 pm?! I sit up in shock as I stare at the clock a little longer before I notice Tyler's note next to it.

I'll just throw it out or hand it over to one of the girls in the apartment. Madilim ang pasilyo sa second floor ng bahay pagdating ko. Wala ding ilaw sa ibang mga silid, siguro nasa school pa ang mga iyon. Tsaka, anong oras palang naman. Its just around 7pm. At ang alam ko, ang uwi din ng mga iyon ay mamaya pang 9 or 10pm. "Sana pala 'di na muna ako umuwi," sabi ko sa sarili ko ng ilabas ko ang susi ng apartment ko. "Doon na lang sana ako nag-aral sa cafe at–"

But it was true, I am just his assistant…nothing more. Clearing my throat, grabbing their attention. “Have you both eaten yet? I could make something to eat for…?” I just realised that I had no idea what time it was, but I sure as hell knew it was way past early morning. “It’s actually twelve in the afternoon,” Davien trailed off, training his gorgeous eyes on me.

I am determined to get to work. It’s difficult, but I do manage to get absorbed in my work such that, by the time I look at the clock, it’s 12:15. Normally, I would go to the kitchen for lunch around noon, especially if my mom is home. But since she’s not, I head upstairs to my own room, hoping that Aria is still there cleaning.

but of course, I won't do that because it's not mine. It didn't take long for me to lose focus on the furnishings I was inspecting when I heard a series of rings coming from the doorbell from outside the house. Wayne immediately came to my mind right away as a result of it. But I also believed it was possible that it wasn't him because, after all, why would he have to ring the doorbell in his own house? Add to that what Manang Susan said me earlier, that Wayne typically comes home late... it's now around 4:20 PM, so he's too early.

so I again started to drive and finally, I came to my house after having my dinner on my way. I saw the time it was 10: 00 pm. I texted my mom that I reached the house safely and I went to my room without glancing at my surroundings