"I'm not lying this time."
- Theodor Aldrich
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Delilah simply rolled her eyes when I asked to stay a few days in her house. I can't go home like this. Moreover, I have to find out who the person who shot me madly.
I remember again, the last time I dealt with that fucking people was five months ago. I accepted the deal to sell what is at least salable. I thought it was methamphetamine. I'm not a drug dealer, but I'm just doing it for someone. Forced to. Until I finally accepted the deal, I was surprised to see what they sent. They will sell some illegal weapons. No, I can't do that. But one of them still forced me to sell all those weapons. I have no forgiveness until I finally ship the items to the addressee. From there it all worked out. None of the police know about it. Until next week, I am forced to send more stuff. I didn't expect the items to be different from before, not illegal weapons but some underage girls they were going to sell.
I told you that it wouldn't be included in my assignment. I refuse to ship those items. But their leader went on a rampage to kill me that day. I was even trapped inside they games. Cody Ayhner was one of the followers of the illicit business. I'm sure that he knows a lot about what happened to me recently. I should at least find Cody as soon as possible and ask him for an explanation.
Alright, back to the previous topic. I was still sitting on the couch in Delilah's house, she still confused about my request to stay here. Until a few moments Delilah looked back at me and spoke, "I can allow you to stay here, but ...." she paused her words, I was increasingly curious what she wanted to say.
"Do you mind the cost?" I asked her.
"The cost? I don't take money from anyone I help!"
"So what's the problem? I don't have a home or family. I just live on the streets and meet angels like you, please let me stay here." Again, I have to lie, there wasn't much to say but it was enough to make Delilah reconsider her decision. "I can work anyway."
"Oh, no way. You shouldn't do that."
"So?"
Delilah caught her breath and she nodded. "Okay, stay here. Just for a few days, after that you---wait a minute, I don't know your name yet!"
"Theo."
"Is it just 'Theo'?"
"Theodor Aldrich."
"Okay, Theodor Aldrich. You can stay at my house, there are only two rooms here. You can sleep in the next room." She indicated the room in question. I immediately went into it. "I hope you don't mind sleeping here." Delilah said since I don't think there's anything out of the ordinary about this room, everything looks clean and tidy. Not like at my house.
"No. I'll sleep well here!"
"Okay, I'm going to my room. Good night!"
I just smiled back and let Delilah enter her room. After he closed the door, then I locked the door of this room. In the room there are no computers or electronic materials that I can use. I need to call someone tonight, but my phone won't turn on for now. I can't even find a charger here. After I rummaged through the drawers in my room, I found the one charger I needed. I immediately charged my phone and turned it on. I can see a lot of messages and some unknown calls. I don't save many people's numbers, but I have to call one.
Calling Griffin Maverick...
Griffin is not picking up my calls. I tried to call him many times until finally Griffin picked up.
"What?"
"Can I ask your help?"
"What's going on this time? If you're imprisoned again, I won't help!"
"I almost died! I was shot. Someone just targeted me."
I'm sure Griffin would be surprised to hear that. Even I could hear him say "WHAT?" in a loud tone there.
"You were shot? Theo, tell me! Where are you now? Which hospital?" Griffin panicked. I should have said about the shot. "Theodor!"
"Could you please calm down a bit? I'm safe. Only minor cuts and scrapes, I've been treated. I'm not staying at my home or hospital."
"Then where are you?" He still asked me.
It's impossible for me to say that now I live in a woman's house. Griffin will definitely come right away. I'd rather hide from him.
"Were you kidnapped?" Griffin guessed.
"You don't need to worry, I'm fine. But I need some of my stuff at home, can you bring it for me?" Finally I asked for his help.
"Then what if they ask me about you? Theo, just tell me, where are you now!"
Griffin couldn't wait. He will keep asking where I am. Then I explained. While I was telling Griffin everything, Delilah suddenly knocked on the door of this room. I was shocked and immediately ended our conversation.
Then I quickly opened the door. Seeing Delilah's unsuspecting face. I've hidden my phone under the pillow. Let's just hope she didn't hear what I was discussing with Griffin.
"Haven't you slept yet?" I asked her the first question.
"Umm ... are you also not sleepy yet?" Delilah asked me back.
I shook my head.
"Would you like something to eat? Umm ... I don't think you're full enough by eating just a few stuffed buns."
She could guess what was in my stomach. I'm not really full yet. So I have to eat. "Yeah, I'll make something---"
"Why should you? You are a guest here!" Delilah said.
"Guest? I'm not a guest."
"No!" She said no. I couldn't argue with her and let the girl go into the kitchen.
A few minutes after I finished taking a shower, I stepped into the kitchen. My blonde hair is still wet. I still carry the towel over one of my shoulders. Watching Delilah cook, I remember someone. Every movement Delilah cooks is like I'm looking at my mother. She reminded me of her.
I sat near the dining table. Delilah seemed to have finished and brought two bowls of noodles to me. She seems to enjoy cooking and I love the way she smiles on her face.
"Theo, sorry, I only have two noodles left and I made some Asian garlic noodles for you," she explained. "I hope you like it."
She shouldn't have to apologize because I love Asian food.
"It's already delicious. I like Asian noodles."
"So you're not Asian, but you like Asian food?" She asked.
I nodded while slurping the noodles. "My mother is Japanese and my father...." I stammered to explain my family tree. Not as beautiful as before. Delilah seemed to be waiting for my family's story. So I'll go on, "... he's American. I've lived here since I was ten years old."
I fully say that. I'm not lying this time.
"You said you don't have family here, then you still have them?" Delilah suddenly asked that, causing me to stop my chewing. "I know what it's like to live without parental supervision."
Oh my god, she really can't understand me.
It wasn't my intention.