Stabbed at the back

I rushed to the last floor quickly to clean the place off and get back to my room.

"Finally!" I whispered when it was left with the last room.

The moment I started, not walking out of his room, with a frown on his face, he looked at me disgustedly and walked upstairs. My gaze followed him gradually as he walked. "Whatever he was going to do there has to be some really important thing".

Since I got to the house, I can boldly count the number of times he had gone up.

The moment he left, I faced what I had to do to finish fast before he comes back. While still thinking of ways to be creative in staying in the hound and avoiding any form of trouble.

I suddenly felt a wet substance drop on my body, it wasn't much so I waved the feeling and kept on with what I was doing.

Humming to the song I and Esther sang the day before as my mind traveled far.

The feeling came again, this time more intense than it did before. I gradually tilted my head up to see where the water substance was com