Rachael is back

"He is just a friend." Rachael remarks, glaring at her.

"Grace, what are you trying to say? Are you advising my daughter to force herself on him because he is rich?" Mr Ray stated coldly.

"That is not what I meant." She defended.

"So what do you mean?" he asked, with his eyebrows slightly raised.

"Guys, just forget about it." Rachael added, ending the conversation.  They finish eating and Mrs Ray stands up to clear the table. She looks at Rachael and Lisa and then turns to Rachael.

"Clean the table with me, will you." She said, looking at Rachael. Rachael was about to stand up when Mr Ray held her hand. and looked at Lisa, who was operating her phone.

"Lisa, go and help your mum out." He stated, and Lisa glared at Rachael and angrily stood up to pack the dishes.

Mrs Ray walked into the kitchen with Lisa and she started washing the dishes.

Lisa stood beside her.

"Mum, dad is really unpredictable ever since Rachael got back he has been treating her like a queen." Lisa remarks.

"I know right, but not for long. Just let her enjoy the glory." Mrs Ray beamed.

"What are you planning to do?" Lisa asked, giving a suspicious look.

"Don’t worry about that hun you will find out very soon." She beamed and continue doing the dishes.

                                                             Rachael’s POV.

I walk into my room, it’s so dusty and unkempt, why did I think that lazy mum and daughter will help me tidy up my room, I guess I was dreaming. I carry my broom and started sweeping my room, I never know my dad will have a change of heart all of a sudden maybe because he was scared that I would hurt him or something else I just don’t know. I am happy I am back here that doesn’t mean I will be the old me anymore.

I finish sweeping and dress my bed, I jump on the bed. I am so worried about Steve how I wish I have a mobile phone I would have called to ask how he is doing, let me quickly sleep so I will get to see him tomorrow.

                                                          Author’s POV

The next day.

Mrs Ray made her way into Rachael’s room and opened the curtains as the morning sun forced its way into the house. Rachael’s eyebrows rose and fell, and she opened her eyes slowly, and her gaze landed on Mrs. Ray.

"Get up, come and help me in the kitchen." she stated bluntly.  Rachael smirked evilly.

"I have to bathe and get ready for school first." she muttered.

"I didn’t say you wouldn’t get ready for school, did I?" she stated and started walking away.

"I will get ready and come." Rachael said, jumping down from the bed.

"Come with me, if you don’t want me to report you to your father because you have started growing wings." Mrs Ray said, walking out of the room, and Rachael stuck out her tongue and made gestures behind her.