Next morning, I woke up to something be thrown at me. I opened my eyes, blinking a few times as the sun shone in my face. I lifted my head up to seeing a T-Shirt laying on me. I cocked my eyebrow and then heard the sound of water rushing down. I looked over to see the bathroom door hitched open a little as steam started coming through. I fully sat up, rubbing my eyes and heard the door burst all the way open.
"Oh great your up.", I heard Delonte mumble sarcastically.
I pulled my hands away from my eyes and just stared at him. I watched as Delonte scanned through the floor; scanning through the pile of clothes. I then noticed that he was clotheless; the only thing he was absolutely wearing was boxers. I felt my face grew hot as I then looked away.
"Your breakfast is on the table. I didn't know what you liked so I ordered a little bit of everything.", Delonte said, picking up a black shirt.
I cocked my eyebrow and just stared at him.
He's being nice to me?, I thought.
"Umm thanks.", I said, turning to look back at him. My eyes seemed to wonder up and down his body. My eyes caught a glimpse of his abs; they were very nice. Then, my eyes started down to where his boxers were. I gulped, thinking for the first time in my life, this guy was pretty hot.
"Like what you see?", Delonte smirked, as he caught me staring at him.
"You wish", I rolled my eyes, getting out of bed and marching out of the room.
I heard Delonte laughing from behind me. I stopped and heard his footsteps come to the door. I ignored them and just walked over and sat down in a chair. I looked down at the plate of the food that sat in front of me. There were scrambled eggs, sausage, bacon, toast and hash browns. Everything looked so good and it made my stomach growl.
"Just to give you a heads up, a couple of the boys are out waiting in the hallway incase you get any ideas on escaping.", Delonte chuckled. "So, I wouldn't do anything stupid if I were you so Imma' go take a shower; be out in ten minutes."
I rolled my eyes and mumbled a "Whatever" after he left. Once I heard the bathroom door shut, I started eating my breakfast.
"Took my warning I see?", Delonte smirked devilishly.
I rolled my eyes and continued twisting a strand of my hair. I heard Delonte chuckle softly and started strapping a belt around his wait. I looked up and saw that Delonte was changed in a pair of droopy blue jeans with a long sleeve blue shirt. I on the other hand was still in my old clothes from yesterday. I felt a little dirty and scrubby at the same time.
"You don't talk that much do you?", Delonte asked, looking up at me as he started tying his shoes.
I shrugged in response.
"Hmm.", Delonte sighed, tying his other shoe and flapping the end his jeans over the strings. "Are you scared?", Delonte stood up from the chair.
I looked up from my hair and over at Delonte. I just stared at him with an emotionless expression. Delonte sighed in frustration and rolled his eyes as he made his way over towards the table.
"I see you ate a little.", Delonte smiled, picking up the plate and throwing the rest of the meal into the trash. "Guess you weren't too fond of the eggs huh?"
I didn't respond. I looked down at the floor and saw crumbs of potato chips scattered over the floor. I found it kind of normal since out of all the houses I been to, I seen worse then this.
"So are you going to be like this or are you going to work?", Delonte sighed, taking a seat down towards the end of the couch where my feet laid.
"Depends on what work it is that you do?", I replied, moving my feet back.
Delonte's face brightened and sat back, placing one arm across the rim of the couch.
"You'll soon find out when I tell you what you have to do.", Delonte smirked.
"The way you put it, sounds like it's illegal.", I replied.
"Maybe it is and maybe it's not.", Delonte smirked.
"Why don't you just tell me what you do.", I finally grew impatient.
"I can show you more than I can tell you.", Delonte wiggled his eyebrows.
I rolled my eyes. Pervert. "Just give me a hint."
"Alright.", Delonte smiled, leaning over, entwining his fingers and resting his arms on his knees. "It has to deal with money…"