Stalker(1)
ELENA
"I still can't believe Aiden Crook is your betrothed," Renee muttered in between swallowing the cereals in her mouth.
That mistake again.
"Sold to," I said, correcting her slip.
She shrugged, dropping the white plastic spoon with her in the cereal bowl. "What matters is, at the end of the day you'll get married to him."
I winced at the blunt reminder. I didn't know the reason he wished to get married to me whereas he could get any woman he desired.
Heck, if I began working now, I don't know when I would accumulate that amount of money. Still, I believe there was no harm trying.
The most aggravating thing was, he had fixed a wedding date, and I was sure my family weren't aware of it.
That jerk and he wasn't even bluffing!
"Over my dead body. I'd rather die than see myself married to the pompous idiot."
"What do you intend to do about the debt? It's a hundred thousand dollars, baby." She drawled. Her green eyes stayed on mine as she cocked a brow.
"Heck, he wouldn't mind if you marry him. I mean, wasn't that what the deal was about? Not to think of the debt?"
"That's not my problem because I don't intend to marry him. That is the reason I ran in the first place. Also, I have an alternative." I pointed out.
Renee shook her head, then propped it with her left hand.
"The alternative better be good for your rejection to become a rich CEO wife."
Even the name tag sounded absurd.
Renee picked up the empty cereal plate, then walked into the kitchen which was more like a narrow passageway. I dare not step in with her because of how tiny it was. Also, to avoid suffocation because I never do too well in tiny places.
The plate clattered as she placed it in the aluminium sink before switching on the faucet to rinse it.
"I had applied for a nanny job I came across yesterday. The reply came in some minutes ago and I was asked to come over for an interview." I said.
"Nanny?" She snorted and I pictured her twist her lips down in disgust which she did whenever she was irritated.
"Yes. I should be there in an hour, so I need to get ready." I rushed out.
"Why would you choose to be a nanny instead of a CEO wife?" She implored but I didn't answer.
Instead, I walked into my bedroom, locking the door. Since the CEO was Aiden himself and I was given to him illegally, I would prefer any job than to be his wife. Except for working in nightclubs like Renee.
I have no patience for men swatting at my backside and making lewd comments whenever I was near. I wouldn't even want my boss to lose a client because of me.
I had visited the pub where she worked and it was my first and last one. A middle-aged man with a potbelly had tugged me to him then latched his fat lips on mine whilst reeking of beer.
Despite our size difference, I had an advantage over him since he was intoxicated. I had broken his f*cking hand which served him right as he wouldn't touch anyone without their permission anymore.
I had caused a ruckus that day, and Renee had left work early after apologizing profusely to her boss. Also, I received a lot of stink eyes from the ladies present which I didn't even care about a bit.
Sighing, I stepped into the bathroom, then came out ten minutes later.
I grabbed the grey turtle neck long-sleeved gown I had laid on the bed. Donning it, I applied subtle makeup which consisted of a brown powder, mascara and nude lipgloss, so I wouldn't look too dressed.
Even with it, I often felt as though I was overdoing it. Yet, I couldn't leave the house with my ordinary face.
Renee would literally kill me. Then sat me down on the chair and applied more than I wanted.
Just like how she did during our college days. The first time I attended a college party was the worst. I mean, it was a party which would be going on in the night and there was no harm in attending it with my bare face.
She had sat me down and did a full makeup on my face, making us arrive late in the process. At first, I thought I would look out of place but felt comfortable afterwards when I saw other girls' far worse faces. You would think they were going to a wedding or carnival party. Also, I didn't mind since I got the attention of many boys.
After putting my hair in a messy bun, I picked up my brown shoulder-length bag, then stride out of the room.
I met Renee in the living room we share, watching a comedy skit.
"Good luck, my foolish friend," She joked, whilst glancing up briefly from her laptop.
I stuck out my tongue at her before stepping out
“I am late again," I mumbled, facepalming.
I had left earlier, still, we hadn't even gotten to where- according to the cab driver- we were going.
Also, I noticed we have been passing by many trees, gravestones and only a few buildings. Then the fog which hadn't surfaced when I was at home, decided to grace the sky.
I had heard fog often appears at this side of the town, East Vale. However, I never took it seriously and had brushed it aside like one of the many rumours I've heard.
"Still far?" I asked for the umpteenth time, rubbing my sore butt.
"Not far and not very near." He stated.
My eyes narrowed as I stared at him through the rearview mirror. His onyx eyes stared back unblinkingly, and I was starting to think everything he had in his mind was scripted since he kept repeating the same sentence over and over again.
"I pray we get there sooner," Slouching into the seat to make myself comfortable, my eyes grew heavy and I began to nod off.
I felt a tap on my shoulder and my eyes snapped open.
"Wow."
My gaze fixated on the magnificent two-storey building in front of me as I stared in awe.
I alighted, thanking the driver, then he zoomed off without collecting the fare I extended to him.
My brows crinkled as I stared at the money for a few seconds before dumping it inside my bag.
Maybe they don't collect money for fares here. I wonder if he had been this way to others or maybe only me. Still, he would need it to take care of his bills.