Chapter 4 ELIZABETH

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Lizzy's Pov

I opened the door and marched inside the house angrily, I walked up the stairs to my room to off my shoe and get into something more comfortable. I was pissed off about what happen earlier.

"I was just trying to help them, bunches of ingrates. How am I suppose to know that he is the owner of the mall," I said to myself.

I sat on the bed, releasing a sigh of relief tumbled next to me. With weariness seeping into my bones, I brought down myself onto the seat, permitting my elbow to track down comfort on my thigh. As my hands delicately cradled my forehead, a transitory respite washed over me.

Few minutes after I re-evaluated what happen I said, soliloquizing, "But how come I was foolish, I should have just apologies after I had discovered that it was the boss I was talking to, now I have lost my chance of being employed just because I lost my temperament."

"I was these close in getting a job and I messed up." I continuedthe soliloquy. I just hope my actions won't implicate Susan.

After I was done with self-condemning and self-pity, I walked to the fridge in the kitchen and empty a can drink right in front of the fridge. I took out some toasted bread and savoured it with a glass of milk.

I sauntered to the living room with toasted bread and milk on my hand, I dropped it at the table and switch on the TV.

While I was switching the channel, I mistakenly put it in a channel showing one of my favorite childhood cartoons. I could remember peeping through the window to watch the cartoon from our neighbor's house. I would tell our neighbor's child to opened their window so I can watch it through their window. My room window is opposite our neighbor's living room window, there was a day his mum wanted to close the window, the girl told her mum not to close it but she insisted. She was about to close the window then she saw me and left the window opened.

The funniest part was that I can't hear the voice but I still understood the cartoon through their gestures. Whenever my classmate talked about it, I also participated in the talking, and most of the time that's how I understood some scene I can't understand with only watching. This made me so good in understanding people conversation without hearing but by reading their lips and gestures.

I smiled, and changed it to the show I want to watch. While I was watching the show I slept off. Hours late, I heard knocks on the door, bringing me to the realm of reality. I walked to the door and hollered, "who is there?"

"it's Susan, open the door," she responded.

"A seconds please," I said while I unlock the door.

She walks through the door and I queried,

"welcome, how was your day?"

She looked at me and replied in a vexed tone,

"didn't go well, thanks to someone."

"I'm very sorry about what happened today," I said genuinely in a remorse tone.

"What were you thinking?" she asked.

"I didn't know he was the owner of the mall," I replied while I watched her walk up the stairs.

She looked back, stared at me and said, "And what did you do after the manager told you that it's the owner you were talking to?"

I couldn't reply her, I was shut of word. "Seems you'd forgotten what you did, I will remind you. You pointed your finger at him and told him that he doesn't have right to pick things in his mall." She added in a vexed tone.

"I'm sorry," I said.

"You're sorry? Anyway, I did my best to get you a job and remember that the rent would be dew soon and we're both paying," she scoffed and said while she walked angrily to her room.

I watched as she walked to her room, I walked to the sofa and sat down looking sullen. She deserves to be mad at me, but I wasn't at fault. I walked up the stairs to her room to appeal her to show how sorry I am about the matter.

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Connor's POV

While I was about to sleep, I remembered the lady I met today, I respected her effrontery and her beautiful face is out of this word. I lifted my right hand that the lady was holding, I keep stirring at the hand with blush skirted all over my face.

"She called me a thief," I said to myself and started laughing. I really wish to see her again and I don't know why I want to see her. I tried to think about other things that happen today but the harder I tried the more I think about the lady.

I just don't understand the way I feel about her, I didn't see her as someone that I just want to spend a night time with. I see her as someone I want to spend all my night with.

"Am I in love? That's impossible I can't be." I asked myself, and continued, "I can't be in love with someone I just see today, it's impossible." Although I have never loved a woman but I believe love should be something that show grow. I don't believe in love at first sight but it seems I would be a living example of love at first sight.

I just don't understand the feelings but what I know is that I want to see her again but I can't still fathom how I got attached to a lady I just met of recent.

I roll on my bed all night; I couldn't sleep but keeps thinking about her. My imagination went deep, I started seeing her as the mother of my kids. I don't want to have kids, but having kids with her looks so great.

While I was thinking another thing popped up in my mind, and it says, "what if she was taken."