get out from me

"Are you not tired standing there please go home or wherever you are coming from!" I said to him.

He shook his head sideways and tried to come closer to me but I used the stick to stop him.

"Am not going anywhere tonight. I am sleeping in your room and we both are going to gist until bedtime, go and make food because I am famished." He said.

"What! Are you out of your mind? What Should I do?" I sighed

"You heard me, I said cook for me, I am hungry." He smiled.

"Who do you really think you are, that I should cook for you, look please get out of my house!" I groaned at him..

"Are you always like this? I mean are you this wicked? I said I am hungry, please get me food to eat."

"There is nothing I wouldn't see, how could he ask me to cook for him, that sounds so ridiculous. Who does he think he is?" I muttered within me.

As if that was not enough, he grabbed one of the bags in front of him and sat on it. I became more terrified..

"What is his plan? Who on his right senses stalks a woman