I had been left in trouble because when I got out of the office, ther3 were no guards at the door. What did I even think? They were me. Chin's personal guards so they had ddedinetrly time with him. I got to the elevator tensed by how I'd react to the crowd which is obviously waiting for me down because they saw me come in. I'm so sure that they are waiting for the signal that they all come rushing. Just a minute and I was on the ground floor. I got out of the elevator and then looked around sneakily as I walked, ready for any ambush from the fans. It was funny how everyone was busy with their work, I even ended up pinching myself just to confirm that I was not a ghost because ni one even dared to look at me. This was a good chance for me to escape but I was still wondering about the awkward silence and everyone assuming that they could not see me. I looked around more only to see Mr. Chin talking to the receptionist. At least now I got the reason why.
I walked out of the building relieved that at least there were no pictures and autographs this time. Ifs not that I am mean but I'm a bit tired lately and I don't like to inconvenience the workers in the company. I drove off to my house. My own house.
I wanted to pass via the mall to get some foodstuffs but I did not want to cause any drama over there. I drove slowly listening to hip-hop songs, they got the best of me. I was still driving when it started raining. It's not like I like or hate rain but why does it have to rain today? Well, this meant that I had to drive faster to get home because I'm not a fan of driving when it's raining. I also don't like getting cold or being rained on.
I had come fully prepared for some cleaning but once I got inside the house I could not believe it. Mr. Chin had told me that they had already taken care of the house but I did not expect it to be to this extent. Everything seems to be neatly arranged and the place looked so heavenly with the white color. The theme of the house was white so almost everything was in white. Talk of the white sofas, white dining table, and chairs, the white tiles and the walls were also painted white. My pictures on frames on the walk, an HD 65 television, beautiful white chandeliers and the staircase bookshelf, and a piano next to it. A bean bag chair and flower vases and other things that I haven't talked about. Everything looked so cute and dazzling clean. I had never thought that white should look this graceful. I walked slowly examining the house from the kitchen, and dining, from the sitting to the keyboard next to the stairs. There was a sit my note saying "Thank me later" I recognized this handwriting and it was linked to Mr. Chin.
I looked at it and smiled " I'll surely thank you but this time you will reward me for what I'm going to do" I smiled and touched the keyboard again, next it was the white guitar and a saxophone. This was everything I wanted my house to have. I couldn't be any less happy. I went upstairs directly to the master bedroom, so huge. A king-white bed with white sheets and blankets. The huge space was filled with a lot is things and it was good that at least I wouldn't feel alone having all those things there with men on one side of the wall was a super huge wardrobe. I was even asking myself what I was going to put there but on opening it it was already filled with new clothes. The management knows the taste of each one of us and our sizes as well. Looking at some of the clothes I could tell they were just plain prints just how I like them. Next to it was a shoe closet with almost all types of shoes. This one got me obsessed. I can't wait ti start living here, not that I hate where I live but because I felt that I needed this more. Everything was in check and what remained was a long bath. I drew the curtains of one window and saw that it was still raining. While inside the house you couldn't feel cold or the rain. Well, I might just take a nap after the bath. I changed into a towel and walked to the bathroom. Everything I needed was there, a shower gel, soap, and the jacuzzi J-470.
Once I was done with the bath, I dressed in an oversized white t-shirt and a black knee shirt. I had barely gotten on the bed when I heard the gate bell ring. I don't have a gateman yet and I was a bit scared. No one knows that I'm in this place. I checked the CCTV. It looked like someone I know and he was being rained on. I rushed downstairs to the kitcgb and took a steak hammer, hid it on my back, and then opened the main door slowly and walked to the gate I looked confident on the outside but on the inside, I was scared to death, and even shaking. I said a little prayer before opening it. I was so scared in such a way that I didn't realize that was being rained on too.
He stood there before me, without a mask, his eyes as beautiful as ever and his hair dripping wet with rainwater. I looked and him unbelievably, I did not imagine that he was going to come. This time I was seeing his beautiful face, one that I don't know if I'll ever get it off my head and thoughts. His hair looked so cute when soaked. I looked around and saw no sign of a vehicle. I pulled him inside and locked the gate immediately.
" Did you walk here?" I asked worriedly. I touched his hair and separated the one which almost covered his eyes. The next thing was that he was in my arms now hugging me.
At first, I was surprised because I did not expect that but I had to hug him. Hugs like this mean a lot, I also benefited from the hug because I felt like it was what I've always wanted. A tight hug from someone like that meant serenity and I was almost crying out of joy. He broke the hug and looked down, I moved my hand slowly to his face and he looks at me, this time round I focused on his eyes. They are so teary that I could even see them in the rain. Why? What had happened to him? Why was he crying? I had to hug him again right? At least that would make him feel better. I pulled him close and I don't know how I even ended up kissing his forehead and then hugging him as tight as I would want someone to hug me when I'm crying. Rain means blessing to some right? Maybe he wa my blessing, if he really was then there was no way I was going to let him go. I could hear his sobs. Something really bad must have happened to him undoubtedly. Would he tell me what it was? I let him cry there until he was okay.
"Should we go inside?... You might get sick here and I don't want that" I said calmly in a low voice and he nodded.