Part eight

Happy New Month guys🤗❤

Monae's POV

It has been a year and half now since my adopted father found me, rescued me on the streets and brought me home to his family and a year and a couple and five months since we left Sin City to New York which was for the best, Las Vegas held so much bad memories that I had to get away from and forget forever.

I don't know how he did it in a short span of time but he adopted me legally a week after we came here and now I have the sole right to call him father, I called him that before the adoption because he truly deserves it for all what he did and has done for me.

He asked me after the adoption what I wanted to study in school and I immediately said culinary arts. I love to cook and bake, you know everything food.

I want to make a career out of it and become a chef. I had my high school education on it but didn't have the time and means to further it.

The bachelor's degree I'm studying for is a period of four years and I'm not even a year through, only six months.

Though I'm looking forward to getting that degree, I don't want to finish anytime soon. I love the renowned and A class school Mr Winchester enrolled me in.

Aside it being conducive for learning, it has accommodating and friendly students who don't look down on the color of my skin and I like the teachers too as well as the tuition.

He giving me that opportunity means a whole lot to me and I don't know how I'm ever going to repay him for everything he has done for me so far.

Aside helping me financially, sending me to school and giving me a home, he also gives me the fatherly love and protection I never had and for that I love and appreciate him very much.

Pulling up into the drive way of the house and not the garage because I'll be going out to shop for baking sheets and other stuffs I'll be needing for the baking of croissant tomorrow in class, I turned off the engine and took my bag from the passengers seat before going out of the car.

I took a look at the car, an ash 2019 Jeep Wrangler Rubicon. It was one of the many expensive things after living with my father.

It was a car he got for me two months after enrolling me in school and I remember what a huge argument it caused between him and my now mother (which she hates me calling her that by the way.)

Mrs Winchester didn't know why I needed a car when according to her I can take the bus to school and on a good day, pick a cab. She seized the keys from me, barring me from using it.

Little did she know the number of thirsty and dangerous man I had successfully evaded from assaulting me sexually and the pepper spray I've carried in my back anytime I went for class.

It took an angry Mr Winchester and a threats from him to report her to the police for thefts before handing it back.

It wasn't a bluff, he was pretty serious about it but we all knew he wasn't going to that, he brought his family here to change and not sink them deeper in their toxic life.

He meant well for them and so far, the reason why we came here has been fulfilled in the life of Rex. He has become a responsible even if it wasn't much, he now works with his father in the company's head quarters here. According to father, if he keeps up the good behaviour, he's going to send him to head the one in Sin City.

Rex also goes out though not habitually like back in Vegas.

Imogen is the only problem here. She's been in and out of Rehab ever since we came here due to her extensive and prolonged drug use. Days she successfully spends all the required weeks in rehab and comes home, Imogen becomes the sweet girl Roxie talked about and she even become a friendly to me, no insults or racist comments whatsoever.

And on the bad days she slacks and goes back to sniffing crack, she becomes the stranger and unbearable person I knew in Las Vegas.

We're hoping this time around, she's going to get totally clean like she promised us she will. Imogen will be coming back in a week's time, for a reason, I can't wait till she gets back. We've become friends even if its an and off thing.

Well Mrs Winchester is still Mrs Winchester. She hasn't changed for the better though her behaviour is toned down. She's still the cold and snobby person she was before.

The house was quiet and just the way I liked it. I want is to be just me in the house so I can get the rest I've lost after eating.

Been studying my ass out lately for our internal quizzes and exams. I want to pass and yes! I'm going to pass to make my day proud of me. He has to know he didn't make a bad decision ams investment taking me under his care.

"Oh gosh." I groaned out, removing my feet from the tight as hell sandals it was in as I sat on the camel back couch in the living room. I was tired of wearing flat shoes to school and decided to wear sandals today only to end up punishing myself.

My phone buzzed in my bag indicating I had a new message. Taking it out and unlocking it, I read the message from Karen Kane, one of my course mate and friends I have in the renowned and A class school I'm in.

Karen sent a message asking me to buy her a pack of baking sheets too to which I sent a reply of okay sure.

I placed the phone on the couch and got out of the jeans I was wearing, it was making me itchy yet I resisted the urge to scratch my thighs lest I hurt myself in the process.

Spaghetti in sauteed vegetables, eggs and beef stripes here I come! That was the food I had been craving all day and it was one of the reasons why I came home right after closing. I wanted it home made.

Roxie does it best but she isn't home. She is at work. She owns her own fashion design shop. It wasn't anything extra. It was something to keep her busy after I started school, I wasn't home to keep her company anymore.

I strode to the kitchen in just my tank top which reached just below my ass. I didn't mind being like this in the house, everyone is out and they wouldn't be home till 6 in the evening and its only 3 in the afternoon after I looked at the clock in the kitchen.

Taking a saucepan, I poured water into it and placed it on fire to boil. I then went into the refrigerator and took the vegetables, I was going to use. I was disappointed we were out of green bell peppers, its my favorite vegetable and I like it in my very meal. I guess I'd have to make do with it right now and buy some from the grocery shop on my way back from the mall.

I was in the middle of chopping the vegetables when I heard the glass fall and break behind me, cutting my left index finger in the process. I was jumpy and startled.

Turning around, I saw Rex standing five steps away from me in just shorts. His bare chest faced me and he was staring down at me, particularly my exposed thighs.

I suddenly felt conscious of what I was wearing, regretting I should have gone to change and not think I was alone. I didn't see his car in the drive way where he parks it to get the memo he was home.

And now I get to be scrutinized under the intense and lust filled eyes of this perverted soul. He flickered his eyes to me and shook his head abruptly, I stared at him weirdly. "Uh I'm sorry for startling." He stuttered.

"Its no problem."

"Hope you're fine and I didn't give you hyper?"

"I'm fine Rex, I'm perfectly fine."

"No you're not. Is that blood I see?" He asked coming near to me. His voice was loaded with concern.

I forgot for a second I had cut my finger hearing the glass break. I was busy regretting my choice of clothing and the stare from those eyes. "Its not."

"Of course it isn't, come I'll help you clean it." He said getting dangerously close to me.

I backed away from him like he was a plague and stared somewhere else, hiding my cut finger behind me. "Thank you but I can do it myself."

"Don't be stubborn Nae, let me do it." I shook my head in protest. He smiled, chuckling and only stared at me with a look I can't decipher before he held my hand and led me away from the kitchen to the nearest bathroom.

There, he washed the blood from my finger and started cleaning it with the medical liquids. I winced in pain, it was a deep cut. Stupid me should have been more carefully.

I had my eye closed from the pain. I didn't he was already done and was right in front of me, a little distance between us.

He was still staring at me with that look I can't decipher and it was getting really creepy. I disliked it but couldn't do anything, I was trapped.

Before I knew it his lips were almost crashing on my lips had I not swiftly turned my head back, they landed on my cheeks, "Rex what are you doing?"

He didn't answer me, he left the bathroom hurriedly mumbling things under his breath.

I stared at his retreating back and wondered what the hell just happened?

It was awkward and tense between us at the dinner table. The others didn't notice it. Rex looked everywhere but me and toyed with his food.

I wasn't eating my food either though it was delicious. I wasn't hungry, I ate pizza at the food court in the mall when I went for the shopping.

The spaghetti I was craving for was discarded. I didn't even cook it, what happened in the bathroom disturbed me a lot as I kept thinking why he almost did that.

"Don't you two like the food?" Roxie asked, referring to Rex and I.

"I do its very nice, I'm just not hungry." I mumbled that reply.

"That's a first, you're always hungry. What's happening, are you sick?"

"Oh no, I ate pizza at the mall so I'm not really hungry."

"My dear what happened to your finger?"

"Uh this? I accidentally cut myself, I wasn't paying much attention."

"Please becareful next time."

"Why are you not eating Rex?" Mrs Winchester asked her son, placing her hand on his.

He quickly removed it. "I'm not hungry." He replied and wiped his mouth with the table napkin, "can I be excuse father?"

"Yes son but are you okay? You seem off."

"I'm fine, I'm perfectly fine." Rex said that looking at me for the first time since he came to the table.

Father looked at him not buying his I'm fine story but didn't probe further, he excused him wishing Rex a good night.

"Can I be excused too?"

"Are you stalking my son?"

"Morganna, what are you insinuating?"

"She has her eyes on my son!"

"What!?" I exclaimed in surprise and disgust. If anyone has eyes for someone, it is Rex and not me who has been shamelessly staring at me.

"Do you always have to get stupid ideas in your head?"

"No no mother, there's nothing like that. He's like my brother-"

"Shut up your mouth and don't ever call me mother or Rex your brother. You're not family, you will never be because you're charity!"

"Morganna!"

Tears stung by eyes, does she always have to remind me and rub the fact that I'm not family and I'm only being taken care of because she took pity on me and allowed me stay with them. "Excuse me."

I pushed back my chair and run out of the dining table in tears without waiting for permission to leave. I'll apologize to Father tomorrow but for now, all I want is to be alone by myself and cry.

I have so much bottled up within me, I want to let it all out permanently and forever.

What does Rex want?😏 and what's he planning?

Mrs Winchester issa witch😒.