He then took me to the guest rooms. Five total which were equally exquisite. Before he took me to the workers quarter at the other end of the very large compound where I'm to be staying.
The place was also quite beautiful, compared to the house I grew up in. It's a two story building. Counted eight two bedroom apartments in total. I and my father were allocated the third apartment at the first floor. Our things has already been placed inside before we got here. Probably by that mean driver.
"Get to rest. You'll resume tomorrow morning. Endeavour to not be late." The man said with a little nod before turning to leave.
I shut the door before walking around the apartment to get my bearings.
I jerked awake from where I deposited my self on the sofa after attempting to check out the apartment when I heard the sounds of a key opening the door. I guess he's finally here. I fished my phone out from my handbag to check the time. Few minutes to six. I slept for just twenty minutes. Why did it feel like I didn't sleep at all? My eyes were still feeling so fucking heavy.
My father walked in, looking equally exhausted. I decided to hold my tongue because if I were to start saying what I have in mind, this day would end worse than it already is for me.
"How did it go." He asked while tossing his jacket and keys on the centre table at my front.
"It went well." My voice is hardly audible but I can hardly give a fuck. He moved to the bigger couch by my right and plopped down on it. I turned back to my cell phone already at my tolerance limit for the day.
"Good. Good." He grumbled out. "just make sure you do everything you're asked to do. You don't have to bring your stubbo-"
I tuned his voice out and directed my focus back to my phone. I searched for aunt's Ola's contact. I tapped the call button when I came across it. I placed it on my ear when it started ringing.
"Hey sugar, I'm so happy to hear from you." She said happily after picking after the second ring. I won't be surprised to know that she has been watching her phone, expecting my call. " how was the trip, are you okay? How's you father?" she rushed on in her usual manner when she's excited.
"I'm happy to hear from you too." I adjusted my body to a better position on the couch, my father seemed to have stopped his rambling. "I'm okay, the trip was the worst but I'll live and my father is okay I guess." I eyed the man in question. He is now in a very comfortable state with his denim jacket and T.shirt missing.
"that's good to know." I heard some shuffling over there. "do you want to speak with your mom?" her voice lowered a little when she asks, probably because she doesn't want my mom to hear in case I refuse. I bit on my bottom lip in consideration.
"yeah, let me speak to her." I didn't like her feeling that I don't care about her one bit. I just have to put in a little effort to show her that I care.
"Oh honey, how are you doing over there?" mom's voice grazed my ear. "i hope your father isn't giving you a hard time?" she sounded a little bit concerned. I couldn't blame her, my father is an asshole.
"I'm okay I guess. Just the change of environment is taking it's toll on me." I turned to check on my father. He seems to be sleeping. Or he could be pretending, that old fucker. "No, he hasn't really bothered me. I guess he's too stressed for that."
She sighed. "he's really pushing himself. I just hope he doesn't break down from this." She said a little sad. I always get so surprised to find out that my very weird parents still love each other. To me, they were the worst couples ever. But listening to her voice now, I realise how concern she really is for my father and myself.
"he needs to, we don't fucking have any other option." I muttered irritated that she's even trying to defend him.
"i know, I know. I just can't help it." She said weakly.
"i know. I have to go now. Stay strong."
"okay honey. Make sure you take good care of yourself and your father."
I made an indecipherable sound before ending the call.
I called Anna moments later and she talked my ears off. Bombarding me with questions upon questions. I honestly couldn't say much though, due to the non-disclosure agreement I signed earlier. Not that I really know anything important. But I talked about the humongous mansion and the many beautiful things I saw. I also spoke to her about the mean driver that brought us here and about the apartment we were staying at.
She was so fucking excited, well, she's always so excited but I guess the intensity increased the more I divulge a little piece of information about this place. I was a little sad when I had to end the call because I still had to sort this place out before work tomorrow. Talking with Anna never fails to lift my spirit. I'm so happy I have her in my life.
It has been almost an hour after my phone conversations, and I was well rested and was currently checking out the apartment. I was in what seemed to be the biggest of the two rooms. I really liked to have this room, but knowing my father, he would not allow it. I went over to the second room, it seemed a little bit smaller than the first one and more stuffy. I guess this is my bedroom. I decided.
There is a moderate wardrobe by the right corner of the room, by the left is a door that is most definitely a bathroom. The walls are painted cream and are bare of any decorations whatsoever. Everything in the room just screams boring, including the table and chair placed beside the wardrobe. There's nothing here that screams home. Absolutely nothing.
I moved back into the living room to my grab my bags. My father was still dozing off, thank God, I really did't have the time for his nonsense right now.
After setting up my room, I walked into the bathroom to see what I had going for me. On opening the door, I was surprised to see the bathroom to be quite spacious. I was totally expecting a cubic box. Thank God that wasn't case.
There's a shower curtain, toilet and the sink, and that's all. The bathroom walls were a bit older than the rest walls in the damn house. I twisted the knob on the sink, water started gushing out. Good. Thank God the water was running.
I quickly striped off my clothes before positioning myself under the shower head. Since I expected the water to be cold, I took a little time to prepare myself before turning the shower knob.
I wasn't expecting it enough though because a tiny gasp escapes my lips the moment the cold water connected with my skin. I was able to relax my muscles few seconds later after I got used to the temperature of the water. I enjoyed the shower more than I expected, maybe it was because I was really tired.
I got out of the shower after what felt like two hours, toweled my body and went back into my room to search for what to wear. I decided on a pink panda short paired with a camisole. I unplugged my phone from where I had plugged it in earlier and hopped on the bed. The bed is really quite spacious, can accommodate three persons and there'd still be space.
I switched my phone back on before setting an alarm for five o'clock in the morning. I'd really hate to start the my first day with lateness.
Feeling tired all of a sudden, I turned to face the wall, and welcomed sleep.