Chapter 33: The Pretender

Can you imagine?  I did not come to school today because of this same thing, how could she even think such evil, and she even thought that I will be grateful.

                        ***THE PRETENDER***

The same day after school period, Cynthia could not hold the excitement of letting Goldrich in on the huge favor that she believed she had done for me, she had just given me the opportunity of being the most popular and loved kid in the school, an opportunity I would have missed if not for her care and love, so she ignorantly assumed. As she got home, she quickly dropped her bag on top of the wardrobe which had different bags strategically hung on. Her room was quite a beautiful one, and also well arranged, it wasn't like the room of a regular teenage girl, only that the color was quite too feminine and teenage. The color of the paint and other furniture was quite too pinky, almost everything in the room had the pink color, only a few had different colors with which blue was the second majority color.

After she kept her bag, she quickly took off her uniform, both the skirt and the blouse which she threw on the beg which had a pink-colored bedspread, and she hurried into the bathroom in her pink pant and black bra which exposed her beautifully curved teenage body. Her bathroom had a glass door that looked like a mirror from the outside.

After the shower, she quickly made something for herself to eat from the kitchen, that was after she had arranged her room and her bed. Cynthia just like me stays at home alone till evening when her parents are back from work, well, I am already used to it, it had been my life since I was five years old, mom got to work, she had to pay our bills and pay my school fees, sometimes I will stay with Mummy nurse till mom comes home from her workplace. Oh, Mummy nurse! I've missed that lady, though she gave me goosebumps by her troubles, she also was the best woman and the most caring person I know, I grow thinking all nurses are as kind as she was, because sometimes when my mom will thank her for her c

Kindness, she will often say, "I am a nurse, it is in my nature", but lately I noticed that most nurses are as cruel as the devil himself. After eating Cynthia quickly rushed to my place.

"How are you doing Damian?"

Cynthia asked looking at me sympathetically as she saw me when I opened the door for her to come into the house.

"I'm getting better"

I responded I was actually in the sitting room watching this horror seasonal movie called "The Walking Dead" when I heard her knock on the door.

"So does that mean you will be coming to school tomorrow?"

Cynthia asked again still making that face of sympathy.

"Hmm... Well... It depends."

I sluggishly answered.