Stiles slowly raised his head up and gazed at Raya who was standing in front of him with a worried face.“It's nothing, Raya , don't worry about it.”Stiles spoke as he gazed back at his cell phone.“Who was that?, let me guess, it is your friend, isn't it?.”Raya asked as she lein her back at the wall beside her, she stared at Stiles who was still gazing at his phone.“Uhmm… yes I mean no sorry, yes he is the one.”Stiles spoke as he gazed back at Raya, he then bends his head down to gaze back at his phone.“Stiles, why are you then sad?.”Raya asked as she came closer to Stiles, she sat next to him and placed her hand on his back.“Stiles, talk to me, what is wrong?,is your friend…”“My friend is fine well I guess he is fine.”Stiles spoke as he stood up from the stairs, turning his back on Raya he got lost in thought .“Who was that woman?.”“And how did he know my full name, do I no her?, have met before?,and Is if we have met where and when?, ohh God, am speaking to myself again
Stiles quickly got up from the bed and replied to him.“What, again Mr Jonathan, what is the problem?.”“Young Stiles it is not what we need to talk over the cell phone, you need to come over as soon as possible.”“Okay, Mr Jonathan.”Spoke as he looked at raya who was still in a deep sleep.“Uhmm… I am kind of with someone, so… I don't think I will be coming early, Mr Jonathan.”“What do you mean you are with someone, by this time of the night, young Stiles?, don't tell me, wait no way are you with…”“Ssh ssh, she is right beside me.”Stiles spoke, his voice barely above whispers as he took a glance at Raya.“Ohh, I'm so sorry.”Mr Jonathan apologised as he reduced his tone.“So tell me the truth young Stiles, what did you guys do?.”Mr Jonathan asked.Stiles leaned back to his bed and gazed at the ceiling with a smile on his face.“While… not much we chatted and played a pillow fight and some…”Immediately Raya rolled over to the other side.“Ohh, she is about to wake up call you ba
Stiles quickly cleaned his room, arranged his bed and took his dirty laundry to the basement where the washing machine was kept, on his way he picked up the laundry the laundry of Mr Thomas and Mrs Lisa that was kept on there door step, he walked across grandma and Sophia's door and saw there cloth too, he picked up Sophia's clothes and gazed at it.“She can't even do her own laundry, so lazy and stupid.”Stiles spoke as he puts the clothes in the basket, he immediately rushed down to the basement he took care of the clothes and rushed in to the kitchen to do the dishes, he put the plates in the dishwasher and leaned his back on the wall, waiting for the the dishwasher to do his job.It have been a minute and the dishwasher have done his work, he then took out the plates, he arranged the plate on it section and the Spoons, knives and folk he kept each and every one of them on there sections.He then went up to his room, he removed his clothes he was putting on and but he left his unde
Stiles froze at a spot as he a quickly hide his phone on his pocket, he slowly turned to see who was that, his gaze fell on Mrs Lisa who stared at him scornfully.“What are you hiding?.”Mrs Lisa asked as she walked towards Stiles and grabbed his hand.“Ma'am, I am not hiding anything.”Stiles spoke as he tried to tighten up his pocket with his hands, immediately Mr Thomas came into the kitchen.“What is going in here?, what is this comotion all about.”Mr Thomas spoke as he gazed at Mrs Lisa and Stiles.“Honey, Stiles is hiding something which might be a cell phone.”Mr Lisa spoke as she walked towards Mr Thomas.“What!, a cell phone, you are bluffing darling, we both know he can't even afford a foo wear not to talk of a cell.”Mr Thomas spoke as he gazed at Mrs Lisa whose eyes were glinting with reddish colour.“Well, honey he does have a cell phone, I saw him when I came in here there was something he puts into his pocket, it looks like a cell phone or something.”Mr Thomas then tu
Everyone was silent as they all gazed at Mr Thomas, Stiles heart beat started trembling as he gazed at Mr Thomas who was with his cell phone.“Hello, you must be Mr Thomas, Stiles talked about you so much.”Mr Jonathan pretended as he speaks to Mr Thomas on the cell phone.“My name is JJ, I am the director of the new Oxford mall in Oxford valley.”Mr Thomas gazed at Stiles who bends his head to avoid making eye contact.“JJ you said, what is the meaning?.”Mr Thomas asked.“Meaning, of what Mr Thomas?.”“The meaning of the two J.”“Ohh!.”“Mr Thomas that is my real name, it doesn't have meaning.”“What!.”“You can't be serious, who in the world gives his child a name that doesn't have meaning.”Mr Thomas asked as he turned and faced Mrs Lisa who was trying to hear their conversation through the other side of the cell phone.“What about your parents name?.”Mr Thomas asked as took a step back from Mrs Lisa who was trying to get her hmear on the other side of the cell phone.“Mr Thomas
There was a strange sound coming from the other side of the phone.“Hello, who is this?.”Stiles asked as he waited for a response, the sound sounded like a signal break, he then hung up the call, he went back on searching for a bucket. Two minutes later his phone rang again, he brought it out and it was still the unknown number, he picked it up.“Hello, whoever you are stop calling me, this isn't funny.”He held the phone up till three minutes but no one spoke, just when he decided to hang up the call, he heard a voice.“Stiles.”Stiles gazed at his phone and slowly put it back to his ear.“Hello, who…,who is this?.”Stiles asked as he started feeling a bit nervous.“It's me, your father.”“Dad, but why…”Stiles peeped at the door to check if there was anyone coming.“Dad, what happened to me laying low, I thought we were over it.”Stiles spoke, his voice barely above whispers as spoke to his father on the cell phone.“Yes I know Stiles, but it has been over months now we spoke and
“I will be the in there in an hour, okay.”Stiles as he peeped at the door to check if anyone was coming.“Okay and this time make sure you come okay.”“Yea, yea I will be there in an hour.”Stiles hanged up the call as he keeps on searching for the bucket they asked him to bring earlier.“Wait, I have wasted a lot of time searching for this bucket, why haven't they come for it their selves.”Stiles as he held his chin.“Maybe it is no longer needed, uhh well.”He then turned and left through the kitchen back door, he reached at the road side and waved down a car.“Taxi!!.”The cab driver stopped and Stiles quickly opened up the door and went in.“Where are you off to sir?.”The cab driver asked as he gazed at him through the rarer view.“Yes sir I will be getting off in front of the Henderson 1 mansion.”Stiles spoke as he puts on his seat belt and made himself comfortable, the cab driver turned and gazed at him again.“What?.”Stiles asked as he gazed at the cab driver, the cab dri
“Hello!.”Stiles spoke as he walked through the Hendersons mansion gate, the gatekeeper locked the door behind him as he went through, the cab driver who watched him walk through the gate blew his car horn before zooming off.Stiles is still on the phone.“Who is this and how did you get my number?.”Stiles asked, his voice sounding in a commanding tone.“Relax young Stiles, it's me Mr Jonathan.”Stiles got relief as he heard Mr Jonathan's voice.“Mr Jonathan, good God why are you using a different number to call me, you almost scared me to death.”“I'm sorry young Stiles, I am just taking precautions.”“Precautions for what exactly Mr Jonathan?.”Stiles asked as he entered the elevator to get himself up to the secret office.“You know you said that Mr Thomas touched your phone.”“Yes I did say that.”“Okay what if…”Immediately the elevator door opened and Stiles walked out of it, Mr Jonathan turned and gazed at Stiles as he walked out of the elevator with his phone in his ear.“Wait