C42 Getting Suspicious

I woke up, and a shiver ran down my spine. I was lying on the cold floor for God knows how.

I think I cried to sleep.

Running my fingers over my face, I realized how sticky it feels. I could feel the dried tears.

I sighed and tried to stand up, but could not. My whole body felt stiff. I groaned and laid back on the floor.

I tried to remember how my day has been and the only good memory of today I had so far is going out with Lucas.

Not only that, but I don't know if my sister and her husband are back, and if she will need me to do anything for her, so I stood up finally and ran a bath to help myself wash off my puffy face and also to relax my body. A warm bath will do.

As I sat in the bath, I tried as much as possible to let the water relieve off every tension in my system, both physically and emotionally.

I don't need anyone to tell me that it's over between Moris and me. We were over a long time ago, I just did not realize it.

I stood up fifteen minutes later and the only thing I could use was the bedsheet. I was uncertain that if I use it, I will get another bedsheet for the bed.

I walked to the door and pulled it open a little to see if there was anyone in my room.

It was clear, and I walked out briskly, but I wasn't that lucky enough, my door opened instantly, and I ran back into the bathroom. I see people in this house don't know common courtesy. How can you be going into a grown-up room without knocking? It doesn't make sense.

I heard my name and realized it was Susan, even at that, no one is entitled to open my room without knocking.

When I did not answer she came to the bathroom door and knocked,

“Jenny, get yourself out of there now”

She said angrily.

“Sis, I am naked, what do you want?”

I replied, thinking she would tell me what she wanted.

“I don't care, come out now”

She insisted, and I sighed, I had no option but to use the bedsheet. I folded it into three and wrapped it around and went out for the bathroom.

“How can you go to the bathroom without a towel, and you use bed sheets instead?”

She asked

“Sorry sis, something happened”

“Whatever,” She said dismissively

“I thought maybe you were doing something else. How was your outing?”

I guess she figured out I was taking a bath. I don't even understand what she meant: “she thought I was doing something else” to think because she came to ask me how my outing went is the reason she is here, I doubt.

“It went well”

I replied to her, and she turned to leave but stopped,

“Has it been long since you returned?”

“Yes, I think because I lost track of time.”

I said, and she sniffed around like she was trying to fish out something in the air.

“Was Owen here?”

She asked after some time.

“Yes, he dropped by”

I responded. She turned and walked to me.

“Remind me again how old you are”

She told me,

“I will be 19 soon”

“You do realize that having multiple sex partners isn't good at all.”

She said in a warning tone.

“I know that sis and I didn't tell you I have started having sex, how come you know?”

She chuckled at my question,

“I am glad you know that multiple sex partners are not good, so I advise you to stick to Lucas”

She shrugged off her shoulders and rubbed her belly,

“I know you are not a virgin anymore. I am not a kid, Jenny”

She added

“And one more thing, Owen is a player, don't let him sugar-quote you. He will not offer you anything but misery. I just thought of telling, you know; looking out for you as my kid sister”

She finally said and left.

She left me speechless. I don't understand why she has to come to my room and warn me about Owen, the same thing Zain did this morning. I was getting suspicious. There is something both of them are not telling me.

Funny enough, I just realized that his fragrance is everywhere and that is why she was able to know that he came here.

Mopping at nothing was not going to get me into my clothes, so I walked to the door and locked it. I have had enough of them coming into my room without knocking.

I dropped the bedsheet and quickly wore the next gown I saw and climbed into the naked bed, the sheet was wet. You don't expect me to put it back on the bed.

At the far end, piled up the dress I removed earlier.

I picked it up and put it into my laundry basket.

I returned to bed and picked up my phone and logged into my Instagram.

There was a message from Tasha hours ago. I skipped it and went through my other messages. I replied to the one I wanted to and left the other.

I started going through my newsfeed and saw Tasha doing a live video, on second thought, I decided to watch her live stream.

I kept quiet in the background, I would rather not alert her that I was watching her live, but I guess she saw me the moment I stream it.

Well, there is one detail I skipped about Tasha, she is a celebrity in her kind of way, and she has countless followers. Her tomboy statue drives ladies to her, and she never hid the fact she is a lesbian to her fans, and they love her like that.

Someone asked her a question about who she is currently dating. Tasha said she is not in a relationship but loves this lady who is not ready to accept her, yet she is not giving up, no doubt it's me.

“I hope you stop this madness soon"

I murmured.