Chapter 30 His way

"Hmm!" I whispered because of the earlier tapping on my shoulder.
I was even more inclined to cover my face with a thick blanket. I feel like I was tired from traveling yesterday and feel like I d rather sleep, I don t know if I ll regret going to the mansion. I felt the softening of the other side of my bed.
"Wake up, your comrades have left," he whispered.
For some unknown reason, I got up from my bed, Zeke's face appeared to me as he lit a flashlight from his cellphone. "Just kidding, or is it, you're awake," he said laughing as I smirked.
He moved away quickly because he knew what I was going to do next, instead of turning on the gas he chose to put his cell phone in the closet so the light was now facing us. Even though I was drowsy I could clearly see him wearing this t-shirt that Erick borrowed last night and his jeans, he just seemed to wake up as well.
When I looked out the window it was still dark, the stars scattered in the sky were clearly visible. Some time later I noticed that it was tearing apart the curtain next to me that he had pulled down.
"Come on, grandma's cooking outside," he said kneeling in front of me and touching my nose.
I got up then sleepily took my clothes and went up to the small bathroom in the house. I immediately heard Khaye's greeting to Zeke who seemed to come out of the house. I expected Zeke to leave later, so I just let him stay because it rained hard last night. He didn't sculpt anymore because he knew I was tired. Still think about why he came here, when it is secluded and he can get lost, especially at night when he arrives.
While getting dressed inside I heard some of the sound of some of my belongings, so I hastened to get dressed even more and when I got out it immediately stopped what he was doing.
"I've brewed your coffee, they're waiting for you outside to eat," he said as he adjusted what I hadn't fixed.
"Aren't you going to have breakfast?" I simply asked while combing.
"Not anymore. I've seen you," he replied with a laugh that made me struggle.
"Cringe," I whispered then exited. I went to breakfast with my colleagues, no one spoke and they simply smiled and teased with their eyes.
I ignored them because they really knew that Zeke was not my husband. Breakfast ended without Zeke coming out. I noticed grandma storing food. When I entered the house I noticed that it was just standing and facing the window, looking like it was staring at the two birds staring at it. If I hadn t closed the door it wouldn t have turned to me.
"Are you coming in?" he question immediately made me nod.
I went near the closet then looked for the things I always carry. I notice at the edge of my vision its stare at my every move. If I just didn t know it I would think it was confusing. When I put on my shoes, he was the one I glanced at.
"If I were you, you'd go home, there's no aircon here, I know you had a hard time sleeping last night," I said while staring at his frown. "You're not used to provincial life," I added then combed again.
But instead of answering, he approached me and took the comb so that he could do the thing. "Wait to see you here," he said briefly then stopped combing me.
I just looked down at it and had no intention of arguing. We said goodbye to the elders and then went upstairs. As usual we did the same. Even though my body hurt, I tried to go with them, in fact I had no rest because I only came yesterday and now I'm back to work. As usual, my class starts at seven in the morning, because on Monday there will be a flag ceremony, the number of teachers assigned to the school where I work is also increasing, good thing I have a teaching assistant. Whenever I m not doing anything I barely write in my journal.
I have never been able to write a novel because of piles of paperworks. I started with the journal and diary then, so there s nothing wrong with me going back to it. I write my everyday life and what moral that I learned from it.
It was six o'clock in the evening when we could walk, we still had to adjust the children's grades. I feel the tingling and numbness of my back, I just do not notice it to continue our walk. We arrived at about seven o'clock in the evening, we were going home quite quickly because we were a little way down. The food was ready outside and we were the only ones waiting, for some unknown reason my eye immediately searched for one.
He may have gone home.
I entered the house and then I changed my clothes, I was a little frowning because you are not normal pain in my body, I can no longer take the vitamins that should be taken every day. I stopped my combing when I heard his voice and they laughed at Erick.
He's still here?
I went out and then they opened up to me, some chose to eat first because they were so tired, my eye caught Zeke with something hidden in his new look. I wonder if he brought any clothes when he came here. While eating we just listened to the story of the old couple. I am now facing Zeke who I widened my eyes because he often stared at me. I felt Clarrise's footsteps and was obviously smiling.
What is happening to people today?
After dinner it was Zeke who washed. I entered the house because I had nothing to do outside. I knew the others were going to sleep, so I just made the other report that had to be submitted tomorrow morning. Only a kerosene lamp gave me light and I was seated on my bed so the pain of my seat was reduced due to the softness of the couch.
In the middle of writing another gas stove opened on the side of the door so the house was a bit bright, I noticed Zeke wiping his wet hair and then slowly approached me so I went back to what I was doing. It tore the curtain on my side and then sat on the side behind me. I didn t know what he was doing there so I accelerated the writing even more because I was also finishing.
Some time later I suddenly felt a tickle in my neck because of him putting his head on my shoulder, I pushed my shoulder away but he was chasing it. I can already feel the numbness of my hand and finger, it is numb.
"'You're not done yet?' its whisper that almost enveloped the heat ng his breath on my shoulder.
"Does it look like that?" I whispered too.
"Nasty."
As time goes on what he does gets worse, I don t know how I can escape his hands gradually covering my waist, there are what voltages I feel. After I signed the paper, I immediately put it in the envelope and then pushed it to the side.
"I'm going to sleep," I said sleepily.
"Does your body hurt?" its sudden question.
I just shook my head because I knew what he was going to do again. I just want to sleep because it will go away too. Unexpectedly it left next to me then something was taken from his bag that I don't know how he got the bag. I was about to lower the curtain on you when he suddenly turned off that gas that was on the door so only the light at my feet had light.
"What are you doing? You're lying there, aren't you?" I asked and pointed to the other side that the only place between us was the curtain.
Instead of answering, he immediately took my hand and then smeared what was there, it smelled familiar and looked like it came from the mansion. "I'll suck you, even if it's just your hand or foot—"
"I don't want to, I'll do it—"
"I have nothing else to do with you, judgmental," he whispered with a laugh then he started his plan.
I just sat there watching him squeeze my arm, he squeezing it further down, onto my fingers that he was pressing hard, I don t know where he learned it. He doesn't really massage, it's just that those muscles really hurt so I wince.
"Go to bed," he commanded, making me nervous.
We looked at each other but the mess around his eyes looked serious. "W-Why? Hey!" I pointed at his and then heard his weak laugh.
"I'm going to cut you, what's going on in your brain? Don't you trust me?" I did not answer because I was hesitant.
"Lie down, I'll just pull you so that you'll be well tomorrow. So that you have strength. I won't do you any harm, and then I have no intention of being next to you, I know you'll be angry with me," he said with a smile and then took his place. on my side.
I slowly lay down and didn't take my eyes off Zeke's hand, I was nervous because maybe that's what he was going to do there. That s how my body heats up when I feel its big and warm hand lift it off my pajamas and stop halfway down my thigh. I was even more nervous when the liquid he was going to apply dripped there, I just felt his hand gently land on my left thigh and moderate pressure was applied to my foot.
As time went on my fear and nervousness disappeared because of the possibility that he could do this to me. He was just serious about what he was doing until he did the same on my other leg. My eyelid couldn't stop me from closing because of the drowsiness and comfort I felt after Zeke rubbed it. I was about to close my eyes when the clear part of my bed reached, I was about to push it away when I felt its warm kiss on my forehead as I wrapped the blanket around my body.
"Goodnight," he whispered then gently kissed my ear.