"Huh? Why not?" Tamira asked, unexpectant of my words. "Why can't you get new clothes?" she asked again. "It's not by my choice. It's just that Mrs. Wilson... ""Mrs. Wilson what?" I got interrupted. Both I and Tamira watched her mother approach us. "What were you going to say, peasant boy?" Mrs. Wilson questioned. I stood there with my head bowed. "I can see you are starting to grow horns of your own. Were you just about to lie with my name?" Mrs. Wilson asked me. "I'm sure that is not the case mom. I was just asking him to take a bath and change his clothes. I want to take him shopping for more clothes. He's been wearing a single one since the day he started working here." Tamira said to Mrs. Wilson. Mrs. Wilson laughed, "New clothes for the houseboy? And why? You said it's because he has been wearing the same clothes since he started working here." Mrs. Wilson said. "Yes, that is right mom. I mean, how can he be... ""Quiet Tamira!" Mrs. Wilson interrupted. "Tell me, is there
I shut the door and my grip on the door handle was maintained. I held it so tight and watched my veins popping out. Who are they to decide my fate? Who told them a lowlife will always amount to nothing? I may be poor now but my future will surpass whatever it is they think that they own. Let them enjoy their riches for now. They should enjoy it all because none of it will last long in their hands. Once I discover every secret, every hidden truth of theirs, my life will go up to the next level. Marrying Tamira is only the doorway, my main goal has not been uncovered yet but when it is... Even your connections are worthless before my feet. I looked at the spaghetti in my other hand and smiled. I let go of the door handle and sat down on the side of my bed. I stabbed the center of the plate with the fork and turned it, gathering a lot of spaghetti unto the York, and lifted it to my mouth and ate. It tasted delicious and that is how my victory over my mother's killers will taste. I
Alex tightened his fist on the table and stared carefully as if listening in on his father's footsteps. He slammed his fist hand on the table and got up from the seat he was still on. "So the old fool thinks he can speak to me however he likes? Just wait and sees what I will do next." Alex said, angrily. Alex looked at me with the same anger and hatred, "And you?! What do you think you are doing here?! Go wash the dishes!" he ordered and walked off. I made my way to the kitchen and started to wash as I was ordered to. While I did the washing I noticed that the maids were finally staying in their lane. I would catch their glances but they would look away immediately in return. What happened to the last maid must have thought them a lesson. I finished with the dishes in a matter of minutes and left the kitchen to find some other work to do. Maybe mop? I took a mopping stick out of the attic and fetched water into the bucket. I'll just do the stairs. I went to the top where the st
"I am the one who gave you the job and I will be the one to take it. No one else is allowed. Now please, can I come in?" Tamira replied. "But it's night. It will be awkward to have you around by this time." I retorted. Tamira pushed passed me and entered my room while I quickly shut the door. "Why did you rush like that to close the door? You already checked and there was no one." Tamira asked me. "Your brothers are always popping out of nowhere. Who knows, they might be wizards." I replied and Tamira laughed. "You are so funny Devon, did you know that?" Tamira said. She sat on my bed and took out her phone. "I downloaded a movie for us to watch together. Ever watched a movie before? A full movie." she asked me. "Only glanced at some movies when passing by some people's houses," I answered. "Well, that's sad. But this is your chance to watch a full one." Tamira said. We heard some footsteps and we both exchanged looks at each other. "I would lock that door if I were you," Tamir
Xavier slapped his hand on the wall behind me and my back was against the wall. He cornered me like a predator, "speak up." Xavier said to me, maintaining his usual straight face. "There is nothing sir. I said, hesitantly. Xavier scoffed, " Nothing?" he questioned and stood straight. "Do you think that I am that stupid? Who would lock their room door before leaving it for a common glass of water at night?" Xavier asked. "Sir, I am not used to this place. I feel like it's mean, most people here keep their rooms locked right?" I asked. "No. Not unless it is necessary. And what you did right there was not necessary." Xavier said to me. I opened my mouth to speak but Xavier shut me up with a simple raise of his hand, "Enough of this chit-chat. Why am I even exchanging words with a peasant? Open that door." Xavier demanded. I turned away from Xavier and faced the door. I knew that if I opened it, it would be the end of me. I inserted the key and turned it to unlock. I placed my hand
"Different?" Mr. Wilson questioned. Mr. Wilson was about to speak but he suddenly started to cough. Tamira went closer to her father and gave him a glass of water as she patted lightly on his back. "Dad are you okay?" Tamira asked Mr. Wilson. "I'm fine thank you." Mr. Wilson replied to Tamira while holding in another cough. I noticed Mrs. Wilson exchange weird and suspicious looks with each other and thought something was fishy. However, I soon forgot about that as I went ahead to help Mr. Wilson sit down. Mrs. Wilson left and so did Xavier. Alex took one look at me and I knew what I had to do. I didn't want to risk Mr. Wilson's health by causing another problem so I quickly left the scene a few seconds after Alex was out of sight. I reached Alex's room and I knocked on his door, "who is there?" he questioned from the other side. "It's me, Devon," I answered him. "Come inside," Alex said.I opened the door and went into Alex's room. "What took you so long?" Alex asked me, with
Alex POV: Devon left the room and I was left to face my brother, "what was all that?" Xavier asked me. "All what?" I questioned back. "Don't play dumb with me Alex. What was it that you were going to tell that houseboy?" Xavier said. "To tell the houseboy something? What would I tell him? Just what would I tell him? Devon just finished with the toilet and was about to leave before you came in." I said to Xavier. I walked passed Xavier and was just about to step foot in my room when I felt him pull me back and slam me against the wall beside the bathroom door. "Don't you dare lie to me brother. Speak up!" Xavier ordered. I looked away from his face, "whatever I was going to say has nothing to do with you or our mother so back off!" I pushed him away from myself. "It's none of your business," I added and went for the bathroom exit. Xavier scoffed, "you were going to expose your secret to a useless nobody?" Xavier said, just as I entered my room. Hearing his words, I froze. Thi
After I was sure that Tamira was gone I spoke up again, "Tell me, what do you want with my sister? Do you have feelings for her?" I asked. Devon did not reply a word to me. "Why are you silent? Are you trying to make me look stupid? Answer me now you moron!" I yelled to his face as I cornered him and placed my hands on the sink on either side of him, giving him no room to escape. Devon POV: I stood there right before Alex who made sure I didn't get any space to leave. I was speechless and confused at the same time. What had come over him? "You love her don't you?" Alex questioned and just as before, I maintained my silence. "Speak damn it!" Alex ordered but I still did not say a word. "There is something that I have to tell you," Alex said to me, intimately. I began to feel strange and all I wanted was for him to just leave. "I love you," Alex said to me. My eyes widened in shock. So much that I thought that my eyeballs would fall out of their sockets. Alex was homosexual thi