Chapter 13

My head could not process all of it. We sat at the dining table. On the table was McLain who sat beside me and then his mother sat right opposite us. We were eating and I was so angry to eat but I still had to eat. The thoughts of what was happening filled my mind.

As I ate, I stared at her, she knew I was stealing glances at her. She would eat a spoonful and look in my direction. I kept on looking at her.

" Is anything the matter?" She had to ask me. I did not answer her, I let my eyes off her. I wish I could see through her heart.

There was more to her than just being Mrs. Lucy. I looked at her again, she was a beautiful woman, but the devil was so interested in this beauty that he had to use her. I know she is behind all these because it does not make sense that my parents would hand over everything they ever worked for to someone else. A total stranger, it did not make sense that my parents would leave me and hand everything to a stranger.

" Are you okay?" I heard McLain ask me

" Sure" I answered, nodding my head as well. I was not even sure if I was okay. Of course, I was not okay. My head hurts, something was not right here and I am having a hard time placing my finger on it.

We finished eating and I went to the room.

I opened the closet and brought out a swimsuit, my head was hurting. I needed a cool place to lay it. Maybe the swimming pool. I wanted to just be in that water so badly. Lay my head in the water and let myself be in it as long as possible.

" I am going to the pool," I said to him. He told me to hold on. He brought a short alongside an orange drink. We went outside, to the poolside.

I got into the pool, it was so refreshing. I could put my head into the water, the water was cold and it made it perfect. This was what I wanted. Something this cold calmed my head down from everything that I was hearing. I was glad that there was a pool at the house. Mrs. Lucy aims to blow my head off but I would not let her have her wish.

I was in the water, resting my hurting head when I felt a hand on my waist. I turned to see who was at my back, it was McLain. I smiled, it had to be him because he was the only person with me in the pool. He held my waist so firmly. Pulled me In so close to his bare skin. I felt a hot sensation run through my body. I was lost looking into his eyes. His hands rubbed my butt and he squeezed my butt.

I turned to him and he quickly kissed me. His lips were refreshing, the water from the pool had softened it. I leaned into him and kissed him. He held me close to him, making our bodies come in so much close contact. My boobs pressed against his bare chest that stood like they were soldiers. We continued to kiss as we locked our lips in. I did not want to let go but I had to catch my breath. He laughed at how I had pulled away to catch my breath.

" I do love those lips, bring them here," he said sweetly to me. I went to him, he pulled me closer and we began to kiss.l again.

I could feel his hands trailing down my thighs and to my butt as he squeezed my butt again. He was so naughty.

I left the pool. I did not get a taste of the drink that he had brought along. I was tired already. I went inside and left McLain in the pool.

" Going already? Would you not love to stay longer in the pool, remember I am here" He asked me, spreading his hands in the air.

" Yes I know you are still in the pool, but I have to go, I want to go take a nap" I answered him giggling away. I went inside, heading to my room.

" It is not fair to leave me in the pool like this, we were having a good time, you know, you should come back, let us continue, baby," he said to me.

I went to take a nap, it looked like I was too tired. I was glad that my head had stopped hurting me, the water-cooled my head.

I woke up after having a quick nap. I was startled by the way the room looked. I was a bit scattered, I began to wonder why McLain would scatter things all over the place. Maybe he was like that, and I was just meeting that part of him. I stood up from the bed, I wanted to leave it like that so that McLain could come to arrange the things he had scattered all around the place.

I later changed my mind. I stood up from the bed and began to arrange them. I went back to bed. I could not sleep again. I became restless at that instant.

The day was ruined already. I didn't want to overthink things and probably hold lots of assumptions in my head. I did not want my mind going in the direction it kept pushing me to.

I laid my head on the bed. I heard the door open, I stood up and saw that it was Lucy. She stood there, looking shocked to see me in the room. I wondered why the surprise, was she not expecting to see me here?

" Is something wrong?" I asked her, and she said nothing, as she turned her back, went to the door, opened it, and left. I sat there wondering why she would come in, see me, and turn back. It felt strange. Was she the one who scattered the room while I was asleep? I was scared that maybe she was planning something. My parents were a victim in her hands, I feared for my life as well. She was not someone to trust. I had to be careful around her. All the things happening around me and in my life were because of her. She was to be blamed for all of it. And the fact that she was being creepy gave me shills.