Daphne woke up the next morning already frowning. She was in her bed which was a surprise because the last thing she remembered was sitting at the dining table with her dad, struggling through homework while he patiently explained equations that refused to stick. At some point, her head must have dropped.
She stretched lazily, rolling onto her back. 'Dad carried me again,' she thought. It wouldn't be the first time he'd done it, and definitely not the last.
She slipped out of bed and went straight to her brothers' room, pulling the curtains wide open.
"Up," she said, clapping once. "You'll miss tutorials."
They groaned but moved anyway. Weekends didn't mean rest for them, tutorial classes always started early.
Then she went to the kitchen to make breakfast. She cooked on autopilot, bread, eggs, and tea. She was dishing the food just as her brothers shuffled in, bags already slung over their shoulders.When the food was ready, she dished it out and her brothers walked out of their room when she was setting the table.
"Don't forget to take the money from the DVD." Daphne reminded as she went into her room.
Soon, she heard her brothers telling their goodbyes as they left for their classes.
Another day to be home alone.
She went to lock the front door and locked it carefully just in case some stalker decided to pay a visit. Then she went to take her bath.
As soon as she stepped out if the bathroom drying her hair with a towel, she heard her phone ring.
She hurried to her bed, dug her phone out from under the pillow, answering without checking the screen.
"What?" Daphne asked frowning and confused.
"What?" The voice at the other end, male questioned back, sounding confused too."Who are you?"
Her frown deepened.
"Are you… Kendrick's girlfriend?"
"What?"
Daphne dropped the phone from her ear to inspect it. She was sure she didn't have any Raymond as contact and the phone definitely wasn't hers. She pressed the red button to end the call. The wall paper of the phone was a photo of a topless torso without the face. The abs well outlined and touch worthy. She had no doubts it was Kendrick.
She threw the towel in her hand on the bed in annoyance, searching her room frantically for her phone. It was nowhere to be found. And she knew the mix up was definitely an intentional scheme from Kendrick.
She got dressed, not properly drying her hair. She snatched Kendrick's phone off the drawer, storming out of the house.
Getting to the gate of the next house, Daphne pushed the door bell over by she got no response each time. She assumed no one was home and kicked the gate out of frustration. It swung open. She peeped inside first, then quietly walked in feeling ridiculous, like someone who was about to commit a crime. She found her way to the main entrance, twisted the doorknob only for it to open again.
Daphne walked into the wildest noise her ears had ever heard. But that wasn't what had her transfixed to the spot. It was the sight of two men in nothing but shorts! muscles flexing as they argued over a football match playing on the TV with too much drama. Unfortunately for Daphne, both were ridiculously attractive. When they finally noticed her, they didn't seem to care about their appearance, and besides it was Daphne trespassing.
Instead they seem to be amused by her presence, one of the two suddenly smiling. "Well hello there," one of them said, smiling openly as he turn his body fully to face her direction.
"I want to see Kendrick." The words came out stiff, but she didn't mind. If one of them move the slightest towards her, she was prepared run back home without her shoes and lock every door.
Someone was approaching from the entrance, Daphne quickly turned expecting it to be Kendrick but it was another face. She recognized him instantly. He was the one waving from the window the other day. He was carrying a lot of shopping bags.
Excitement painted his face, smiling at her like the other day. "Hello Daphne."
Her brain stalled. How the hell did he know her name?!
" She's here to see Kendrick." The other guy in shorts said, getting up to take the bags.
Daphne tongue went numb and she almost entered the wall as he approached. Just then Kendrick came down from the staircase, holding an empty bowl and a spoon, not noticing her. He was wearing a loose pair of grey trousers and a fitting singlet, looking effortlessly hot as ever. Does this place manufacture handsome guys or what? But Kendrick's good looks and hot physique didn't work any soothing magic on her anger. She took off her one of her slippers and aimed it at him. It hit him right in the chest and bounced off.
The confusion in his face shifted quickly when he saw her. He dropped the bowl on the slab behind him and leaned against it, smiling with satisfaction. And all the smiles was beginning to drive her mad.
"You think this is funny?"
Kendrick shrugged.
Daphne exhaled, telling herself to maintain a calm head. "My phone." She demanded.
He didn't respond and kept smiling. Daphne dragged her hand through her hair, seeing he was enjoying playing with her. She kicked off her other shoe and bolted after him. Kendrick caught on her move fast, he sped up the stairs, Daphne hot on his tail.
And in the chase Daphne ended up in his room.
"You're really something aren't you." Kendrick said, back toward his bed. "Aren't you afraid of what I could do?"
Daphne eyed him like he had lost his mind. "No, you should be afraid of what I would do. I'll say it one more time. Give. Me. My phone."
Kendrick saw her seriousness and his smile quickly wiped from his face. He went to his drawer, pulled it open and fished out her phone.
"I really don't like you." She declared walking to him to take her phone, and tossed his onto his bed. But when she turned to leave, Kendrick hand close around her wrist, stopping her from leaving. "Why?" His voice came behind her, deep and composed.
"You still haven't realized why? And there you were bluffing to be smart." She yanked her hand free from his grip, and walked out.
Kendrick was still standing, when Daphne returned. He raised a questioning brow when she smiled.
"What's wrong?" Kendrick took a step back."
"Seeing you smile is kinda creepy. Can just glare at me instead?."
" Do you mind walking me to the gate?"
"why? Scared you'll get devoured on your way out?"
"Who are those by the way?" Daphne asked, ignoring his stupid question.
"My guys."
"uhnnuhn. So are you walking me out or not?"
He sighed. "Alright."