Fifty Six

Kristen walked out of the bathroom with just a towel wrapping around her bosom and another one on her hair. She was looking refreshed. Last night she slept like never before and she has gotten up with a great feeling that the day will go on well for her.

A noise from the background made her jump and when she turned towards the noise, she was surprised to see her stepfather at the door, with a smudged look on his face.

He looked down at her in distaste as she looked at him with an annoyed frown.

He clears his throat and walks towards her. Kristen took a step backward and raised her right hand, indicating for him to stop moving towards her.

"What the heck are you doing in my room, Mr. Stephen King?"

She questioned viciously and crossed her arms over her chest to stop herself from fidgeting. He didn't even bat an eyelash nor did he reply to her question.

"I know you are not deaf, so you can as well answer that question, Mr. King"

Stephen chuckled and sat on her bed crossing his