Chapter 9 Mysterious man appeared

I cooked dinner after. Nate brought us groceries and I prepared the leftovers from the Diner. I was preparing the dishes while Eya were putting plates on the table.

"Will Nate stay here?" She asked, she cling to me after putting the last plate om the table. She look at me and smiled, "No sweetie, he's busy," I started, "He'll go somewhere tomorrow, he can't stay here," I explained. Nate told me that he'll go on a business trip, he'll be gone for weeks.

"But it's been a while since he stayed here," She said and pouted. Eya likes Nate more than anyone else, not even me. He spoiled them too much that even he's gone for a year, it's feels like it was just yesterday. Nate is good on handling kids, he's gentle and understanding. I know that he'll be a good father someday.

"He can sleep on the sofa," I whispered and chuckled. I don't know if he'll stay here, knowing Nate, he will probably do whatever he wants.

Eya called the guys after everything on the table was settled. It's seven o'clock in the evening when we started to eat. While eating, Nate keeps looking at my direction, I ignored him and continue to help myself.

Every time I go to work, I leave them to the elder woman beside my apartment, she's in her sixties and she's pleased whenever I leave them with her.

Nate sleeps on my sofa after we eat, he seems tired. I put a blanket on him so he doesn't get cold and leave after. He told me that he'll stay here for the night.

I walk to my kitchen. I grabbed the groceries that Nate bought for us and put it on the table. I open the cabinets to put it inside. While looking at the cabinets, thoughts flash in my head.

How long did this stayed empty? these cabinets are all useless, am I really that poor to experience such like this?

I even forgot the last time I put canned foods inside, it's already has spider webs and dust. I clean it after and started arranging the groceries, this probably will last for two-three weeks.

After cleaning and washing dishes, I took a shower before going to bed. But even how tired my body is, my consciousness is still alive. I stared at the ceiling, I put my arm on my face to cover my eyes and let a deep breath.

It's already eight in the evening, Nate is asleep and the kids still watching movies to entertain themselves or playing. I sighed, I still have a night shift at the bar and sleeping right now won't be a good idea.

Why doesn't I ask Nate for help? he's rich and I'm his bcousin, why I did not? Well, I refuse all of his proposal, from a land to his company, I refuse all of it. Pride? my pride is higher than Burj khalifa, duh.

Kidding aside, it wasn't pride at all. I owes him too much, he's there when I lost and help me when everything around me collapsed.

He have his own life and asking for money is not my thing. I will rather work to death or make a deal with the devil than have debt. His presence is enough to support me and the kids, he's treating us groceries and sparing time for us even tho he's busy, that's enough. Even I'm not financially stable, I will not ask for his money.

After reflecting my thoughts I jumped out of my bed and grabbed my hoodie. I can't sleep, I've been suffering from insomnia that started five years ago. Even I does I'll just going to have nightmares.

I only sleeps 2-3 hours and on weekdays I spent the whole day resting using sleeping pills, my body clock is already ruined long time ago.

My shift start at 9 pm and the first thing I do whenever I go to work is to make the three go to sleep first. I get out from my room and walked in front of them, I stand firmly in front of them and crossed my arms.

The sound coming from a horror film behind me battered when the thunder strike with the high volume that even the next building can be disturb.

"Go to bed now," I commanded and closed the Tv.

"Party pooper, the best scene was yet to come!"

"I'm not sleepy!" And they started complaints, but in the end, they still follow me and eventually go to their room. I left a note besides Nate to take care of everything while I'm at work.

I choosed to walked instead to use my scooter this time, the nighttime in the city is beautiful opposite from the morning, morning is a curse.

I hid my hand inside the pocket of my hoodie and starts distracting myself.

I entered an alley instead of the entrance in front. The blast of the music inside was already invaded my ears. Club X is where I spent my nights working. Lucas owns this place, he became my friend when I started a fight inside his bar.

I stopped walking when I noticed something in the dark corner of the alley, a place where usually there's no light can reach.

A two silhouette flashed, I heared a man screams who started pleading, it's not visible but there's a silhouette of two people in the dark. The man who keeps shrieking in pain was lying on the floor, while the other one kick his face.

"S-stop!"

"I-- I won't tell!"

"P-please don't k-kill m-me!"

I let a sigh while listening. It doesn't matter to me if what's happening, the case is if I get involved and worse I'll be thrown to jail when anyone see me here, the back door is a few meters away from them. If anyone notices me then I'll just ignore them, I just need walk silently and try not to disturb them.

I bend my head down and started to walk like I didn't see or hear anything. If I will put myself in danger, I can't pay a jail time or anyone's hospital bill. While trying to ignored them, my mind went blank when I feel someone bumped on me, I cursed when I felt my butt kissed the floor.

"Shit!" I cursed again, what was that?

I look up to see who bumped on me out of nowhere, I sharply looked at him. He is wearing a mask and a cap so I can't tell what he looks like, he didn't even try to held his hand to help me which he purposely does.

"What the hell?"I asked, pissed. He tilted his head after that he walked towards me and squatted.

"Hmm," he hummed. My brows met when he put down my hoodie and stared at me, I felt a familiar feeling when I met his eyes, but eventually he look away and stand up.

"What are you doi--" I've been cut off, this is the third time someone didn't let md finish talking.

"Bring him to the hospital," a baritone voice filled my ears, after he said that he threw me five dollars and some pennies, 'seriously? should I buy him a candy!' I thought.

Mynlips parted, it was like my tongue get cut and words are nowhere to be found.

He straightened himself band puts his hands inside his pants pocket. He didn't say anything, after that he walked out the alley.

What a weirdo, I have no plan to obey him after all.

I look at the man lying on the ground, unconscious, "Here, bring yourself to the hospital," I sarcastically said and throw him the money.