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chapter | twenty-three

"Sam..."

"Sammy..."

As I'm sleeping in peace, I hear a small voice calling my name. I groaned, who the hell is talking to me while I'm trying to sleep?

"Daddy?" I said sleepily with my voice raspy.

"Are you calling me daddy?"

I snap my eyes open and see Freddie in front of me,
with an eyebrow arched as I feel my heart pacing.

Did I say daddy out loud?

Oh. My. Fucking. God.

"So... you think I'm daddy, huh? That sounds really sexy on my part." Freddie winked. I look down and see that I'm in Freddie's bed with a blanket covering my body. I totally forgot Freddie and I had sex yesterday when he came home from getting groceries.

And just a second ago I called him "daddy"...

Why does this always happen to me?

"Freddie, shut up!" I slap his arm even though I'm under the covers, so I slapped him lamely. I look at his body figure and see how he's already dressed in his red polo shirt, washed denim jeans, and white Converse.

I guess he's going to work today.

"It's not my fault I give you pleasure and you want to think of nicknames for me." He smiles and bends forward. I just stare at him hoping that I'll dissolve into dust. "Hurry and get up." He pulls the blanket off of me, making me feel the cold breeze hit my body and show my naked body.

"Ahh!" I screamed. "Why did you do that?!" I scrambled around the bed, crawled closer to his figure, and grabbed the blanket from Freddie's hand as he's laughing at me.

"You move a lot when you sleep, you know that? You almost fell off the bed while you were sleeping." He chuckled. Oh my god, this shithead is killing me! "Do you want eggs for breakfast?" He asked.

I cover the front of my body with the blanket as I think about how eggs sound for breakfast. "Uh... yeah, sure."

"Okay, go 'head and wash up." He said then walks to the door. He stops his tracks and turns his head over his shoulder looking at me. "And you have a nice ass," he winked. He turns around and walks out of the room, closing the door behind him.

UGH! Freddie is gonna get it later.

That was sweet of him to ask about breakfast, though.

I sighed as I uncovered the blanket from me and got off the bed, standing on the cold wooden floor with my bare feet. I do a nice long stretch and groaned like a lion.

Huh, it feels nice being naked.

I found my black thong on the ground including the lingerie and smirked, thinking about last night. I bent down and picked up the thong, slipping them on. I picked up the lingerie, walked to the door, opening it, walking outside the bedroom to the bathroom to do my hygiene routine.

I scrub my face with soap and water, brush my teeth, brush my wavy hair with my plain purple brush, and put moisturizer on my skin to feel fresh throughout the day.

After that, I walk to the closet with extra towels and whatnot, grabbing the clothes I am going to wear today in case I had to go anywhere. I picked out; a pair of dark blue denim jeans, a teal strapless shirt, a dark brown leather jacket and black Vans.

I took a nice five-minute shower to clean all the sex juice off my body, washed my hair and applied shampoo and conditioner that smells like strawberries. The scent is good, so I don't have a problem using them every day.

After I had got out of the shower, I dried myself with my long navy blue towel for three minutes. Then I get dressed under ten minutes because college helps you get dressed faster so you won't be late for class.

After I look at myself one more time for approval, I throw my dirty clothes in the hamper near the door. Makeup is going to take too much work, so I'm going to make my life easier and only put mascara on.

It's amazing how putting two coats of mascara can make your eyes pop.

Once I finished, I walk outside the bathroom, turning the light switch off. I walk to the living room to the dining room seeing two plates of eggs, sausage, and bacon on the table.

"Yes! Breakfast in paradise," I said excitedly.

"Yep, go 'head and enjoy." He said grinning, sitting at the table.

"You don't have to tell me twice." I sat down on the empty chair across from Freddie and looked at him. "Thank you for making this," I said appreciated.

"You're welcome. You're a picky eater so I know you would want sides for your eggs." He smirked, picking up his fork from the side of his plate and starts to eat his eggs.

I gave him a small glare and looked down at my occupied plate. I picked up the fork as well and stabbed the fork ends on the eggs, aiming it towards my mouth, and taking a bite of it.

Oh my god, these eggs are so good!

"UGH! Oh my gawd." I moaned with my mouth full.

Freddie stares at me shaking my head as he laughs. "You enjoying yourself there?"

"Yes!" I exclaimed, stabbing the eggs and sausage, putting them in my mouth, chewing them happily.

"Oh, Sam..." he chuckled, taking another bite of his eggs.

After a few moments of eating breakfast, I look up at him and saw Freddie's plate empty while he wipes his mouth with a napkin. "So... do you have to go to work today since you're dressed?" I asked.

"Sadly yes... I'm getting my paycheck next week so I have to go to work as much as possible." He rolled his eyes and I laugh mentally. I know Freddie gets annoyed at his job because of the rude customers he tells me about all the time.

"Well, once you get that paycheck then everything will be better I hope," I smiled innocently while he shows his charming side grin.

"Yeah, let's hope."

As he's about to pick up his plate, his cell phone rings and he stops what he's doing, shoving his hand in his jean pocket. He looks at the caller ID, and he rolls his eyes. "It's my mom."

He answers the phone and puts the phone near his ear. "Hey, mom."

In less than a minute I see his face turn from annoyingness to sadness. What is his mom saying on the phone?...

"What...?" he murmured. The room got quiet as the room got thick. All I could hear were my ears pumping because I'm holding my breath from being nervous. I don't know what they're talking about but it's making Freddie upset, and I don't like that side of him.

Few minutes later, he hangs up the phone and sets his phone on the table, looking off into space.

Oh god... what happened?

"Freddie?" I said gently. His face looks pale as I dart my eyes at his hands, turning into fists. "Freddie?" I said louder, pushing my plate to the side and reaching my hand towards his.

As my hand touches his fist, he flinched pulling his hand away from the table. I watched him carefully feeling shocked from how he pulled his hand away from me. He blinked a few times before looking up and aiming his eyes at me.

His eyes are filled with venom anger, and it startled me to pieces. What did he talk to his mom about that made him so angry?

"Freddie? What's wrong...?"

He shakes his head and picks up his phone, standing up from the table. I look at him confused on where he's going.

He walks away from the table and leaves the dining room as I'm shocked from his actions. What is he doing?

I stand up quickly, following him out of the dining room as I see him heading for the front door.

"Freddie, where are you going?" I asked worriedly.

He stops in front of the door with his hand holding the gold shiny door knob. My eyes are looking at his back and his back looks so tense it's like he's going to explode any minute.

Finally, after a while, he turns around and faces me with a cold look still appearing on his face. "I'm going out... I'll be back later, okay?" He replied coldly.

Why is he acting like this? Did his mom say something immoral to make him this angry?

Without letting me respond, he opens the door and walks out of the house, slamming the door behind him. I look at the door just in shock... his tense outburst had my body cringe.

This is madness. He was acting fine when we were eating breakfast, but then he turned into a pre-devil after talking to his mother. Whatever his mom said to him made him act that way.

I need to know what's going on with him right now.

Next chapter coming next week.