Broken Pieces by L. S. (cat reading book TXT) 📕

expensive cars parked in there aside from the one I just get off from. I wonder if Carter uses all these cars. Marcus asked me to follow him as he walked out of the garage. There is a wide but short pathway going to the entrance of the house. We entered in a sliding glass door and there I found Carter's expensive living room. The floor tiled was black with a bit of gray and brown. The big couches we're just plain leather black while the center table is just clear and plain, the carpet are black while the ceiling and curtain are white. There was also a huge flat screen TV mounted on the wall while a complete set of game console was placed underneath it. On each side of the TV there is a built in surround system. There was also a long horizontal CD/DVD rack on top of the television. On the left side of the living room there was a hallway going to the dining area and kitchen while on the right side was stairs going to the second floor.

"Miss please make yourself comfortable here. Martha, the house keeper will be here later this afternoon to fix you and Mr. Greene a dinner. “Marcus told me after a while. "We have security surrounding the place so if you have to go somewhere just call them using the intercom." He added as he pointed me to the small machine with keypad that was glued on the wall near the stairs. "We have the directory over there Miss" this time he pointed the table right below the intercom. Mr. Greene will be here tonight. I'll be going now." He bowed his head like what Koreans do.

I nodded at him. I want to know where he is going but I kept my question to myself. I don't have the right to interfere to his business.

"Where are my things?" I asked.

"Martha will take care of it Miss."

I didn't ask anymore cause it seems like everything is settled and organized for me. After Marcus left I was alone with the beautiful but quiet house of Carter. I wonder why he is still not calling me. Aside from the message he asked Marcus to relay to me I haven't heard anything from him since then. This isn't what he promised me, he never told me that I will be left in this huge house alone. I took a deep breath, maybe he really had an emergency. He was the one who took me here so I don't think he had a change of mind about this whole thing.

Instead of feeling paranoid about Carter's plan I decided to just walk around the house. I went to the kitchen, there I found a black long table with sixteen white foam chairs. Near the long table was the wine rack. There was also a clear vase on the table with beautiful white roses inside. I noticed that the house is just plain black and white and everything around me looks expensive. Not too far from the long table was the breakfast bar that separates the dining to the kitchen.  The breakfast bar was also white while the bar stool are black.  Near the breakfast bar was the side by side 2 doors black shiny fridge. I opened it and found different kinds of health and sports drinks. There are also bottled waters, soda in can and different kinds of juices. There were also frozen microwavable meals like pasta, mac and cheese and sandwiches. Beside it were the stove and the exhaust fan. There were also cupboards above the sink and coffee makers, microwave and other kitchen appliances that seemed to be unused.

On the right side of the kitchen, there's a single wooden black door that leads to the dirty kitchen. It's much bigger than the kitchen and it has another set of the same appliances like the kitchen minus the breakfast bar. I think all the cooking is being done here.  I walked back to the living room and took the black oak and glass stair going to the second floor. The house is all made of glass, no brick walls or wooden walls, so as I made my way to the second floor I can clearly view the trees and lights outside. Although, the stone wall that surrounds the house is so tall I can only see what's within the property premises.  On the second floor was the wide hallway, I opened the first door that I saw and I found that it was an entertainment room, also colored white and black with complete entertainment set. The room opposite the entertainment is the play room; this one has pool table, ping pong table, dart and indoor sports paraphernalia. The other door that I found next to playroom was Carter's own gym, and then beside it was another staircase going to the third floor. There I found four fully furnished bedrooms with bathrooms in each one. But I doubt, Carter owns one, they're all plain white. I wonder if which room I am going to occupy. I got excited with the idea. I have never been in this kind of place before. I walked further and I found Carter's library and office in one. There were lots of books and files that I didn't bother to touch. Then on the end of the hallway was a black door, I think that was his room because it's different from the other doors that were plain white. I had second thoughts of going inside his room; I don't want him to think I am interrupting his privacy but I turn the door handle and it's open. So I went inside. I was stunned by his room, it was still black and white. I found a bouquet of red roses on the bed and card.

Jillian,

I'm sorry I wasn't able to pick you up. It kills me to know that you are alone in my house but I needed to take care of something very important. I promised to be home tonight. Please make yourself at home while I am gone. I know Marcus told you what to do but please ask Martha whatever you need, okay? I can't wait to see you. I miss you.

P.S.

I don't think I can let you sleep tonight.

Carter

I smiled after I read his notes. He really cares for me. I can feel his sincerity and concern for me. I continue to walk around the place. The flooring is the same as the other rooms and the carpet is also gray. The bed case up to the head board is white while the bed itself is black together with the pillows. The room is filled with blue LED lights. There is a night stand on the left side of the bed and a black wooden drawer on the right side. There is huge TV set from ceiling to floor opposite the bed. I wonder how it feels like watching in a television that big. On the left part of the room was the bathroom, the floor is made of alternate white and black tiles, there was a big white tub on right side and a glass walled shower room, where you can easily see the person inside. There is also a toilet bowl near the shower and a magazine rack. The sink is clean and it smells of lemon. The room is complete with shampoo, shower gel, scented candles and basket of rose petals.  I went back to the room to look further. At the back of the huge television was another glass door. I walked into it and found his walk in closet. The cabinets are made of glass doors so I can see what's inside. His clothes were neatly organized by type and color. Below, are his huge collections of shoes and then a tall and wide mirror at the end of the hallway. The glass cabinet on the left side is empty, which strange me a bit. I walked out of the closet and came back to the room, I went to the right part of the room and opened the sliding door and there I found a veranda where I can overlook the bright lights of Los Angeles skyline. I took a deep breath and I can smell the California air. The warm wind is blowing my hair away. I really am in California. I am not sure what will happen to me here, all I am holding onto is the promised Carter gave me. I am hoping that this is going to be the last stop that I'll have in the next coming years.

 

I tried to make myself busy during the next hours. Though, it was hard for me because there's nothing much to do. I haven't even seen my luggage, I don't know where Marcus put my things but all I have left for me is my backpack, where I have my books, personal stuffs, my passport and my cell phone.  At three o'clock, Martha the house keeper arrived. She greeted me politely as if she was expecting to see me. She is middle aged woman who has brown hair she tie-up in a nice bun. She wears a blue tailored baby collared shirt and a blue pencil cut skirt. She has these beautiful brown eyes, sharp pointed nose and thin lips. She told me she is from Russia and moved to America to work. She has been working for Carter for three years and she is single.

She asked me if I have eaten lunch and I told her that I didn't have an appetite because of the tiring more than five hour travel from Miami to here. I was feeling nauseous because of jet lag but she insisted that I eat first before I take some medicine and rest. I was ashamed to say no when she started heating up mac and cheese on the microwave. I ate a portion of it and told her I wasn't really feeling hungry. She gave me an anti-dizziness pill and advised to take some rest. I stayed at the living and watched some TV until I fell asleep.

 

 

I was awakened with the warm breath on my ear. I immediately get up when I remember Dan. I was so scared of the thought of me being found by him. When I opened my eyes all I saw was the beautiful LA house I have been checking out earlier and Carter sitting on the couch where I was sleeping. He still wears his office suit, navy blue long sleeves, black tie and black pants. His coat was neatly folded on the arm chair of the couch.

"Are you alright?" he asked with so much concern on his tone.

I took a deep breath and nodded. I haven't told Carter about my past.

"I'm sorry if I scared you." He apologized.

I shook my head. I don't want him to think that way.

"No, you didn't scare me." I assured him. "What time did you get in?" I asked trying to divert his attention.

He smiled and walked towards me. He wrapped his arms on my waist. I feel awkward about it even though we've slept so many times before. Also, Martha might still be here and she can walk in here anytime and finds us like this.

"I just got in" he answered and tightens his embraced around me. "I'm sorry you were left here by yourself. I had this very urgent meeting with some Chinese investors" he explained.

I nodded. I don't know what to say to him. Investors? I think those are clients but I'm really not sure. I don't have any idea about business. The only business I know while growing up is Dan's business that required being sold.

"I hope everything is okay."

That's all I was able to properly respond to him.

"Everything is good. Don't worry about it." He assured me. "So how's your day? Your flight? We're you treated properly?" he asked with so much concern.

I took