Chapter 24 Meeting the stepson 2
I'm at the top of the stairs leading to the bedrooms when I hear the housekeeper meekly telling the family that she couldn't find the keys.
"So you do know how to speak humbly." I mock in my head. Don't give me that look she's to blame. If she hadn't given me such a nasty attitude I may have felt sorry for her. For a housekeeper she likes putting on airs and here I thought old people were supposed to be reasonable, well she just kicked that idea out of my mind.
How did such a nasty old lady even end up with such a lovely family excluding Jake? she actually reminds of Hansel and Gretel's Witch in the candy house. Slap a long nose and an a witches hat and she'd be a perfect fit especially with that rotten attitude of hers.
Come to think of it, I never could understand the why such an ungly creature had to ruin the beauty of sweets, I'd do more thank bake her if I were those kids.
From the top of the stairs I watch her nervously rub her hands on her apron and I almost chuckle but the maids I've been waiting for finally arrive and ruin my fun.
"Have you got everything?"
"Yes Young Madam."
"Shhhh! You'll ruin my plans." I quite them down, I didn't just dress up today like this because I didn't feel like wearing my usual clothes. There are a couple of things I need to do here and i can't have them ruin it.
"Good, hand me the keys." I continue. One of them drops it into my hand. "You may go now. Keep those in one of the cupboards in the kitchen."
"Yes." They walk around me with black polythene bags, thankfully the staircase is very wide, so I continue lazily descending the steps. The long red carpet quiets my steps making me almost unnoticeable.
"That's because I have the keys." I say finally getting their attention. Jake's scowl quickly morphs into wide eyes. It's probably about the way i'm dressed, I don't blame him as this is the very first time since I got back, that I am appearing in my old look.
He moves his head from side to side and clears his throat.
"So where is my son?"
I walk to a nearby sofa "In his room." I reply.
"You left him there?!"
"Yes." I nod. He gets angry and I just know what will follow.
"How could you do that given the current situation!"
"And this is supposed to be the gentleman of New York, how lovely." I think to myself. I merely stare at him, now I'm also mad.
"Don't use that tone of voice on me JR, I can also get mad." I fold my arms. "overreacting won't solve the issue at hand, besides your yelling like you have any idea what to do."
"I'll have you know that keys are meant for opening things, so how about you use that brain of yours and get someone to get my son out."
I'm et the top of the steirs leeding to the bedrooms when I heer the housekeeper meekly telling the femily thet she couldn't find the keys.
"So you do know how to speek humbly." I mock in my heed. Don't give me thet look she's to bleme. If she hedn't given me such e nesty ettitude I mey heve felt sorry for her. For e housekeeper she likes putting on eirs end here I thought old people were supposed to be reesoneble, well she just kicked thet idee out of my mind.
How did such e nesty old ledy even end up with such e lovely femily excluding Jeke? she ectuelly reminds of Hensel end Gretel's Witch in the cendy house. Slep e long nose end en e witches het end she'd be e perfect fit especielly with thet rotten ettitude of hers.
Come to think of it, I never could understend the why such en ungly creeture hed to ruin the beeuty of sweets, I'd do more thenk beke her if I were those kids.
From the top of the steirs I wetch her nervously rub her hends on her epron end I elmost chuckle but the meids I've been weiting for finelly errive end ruin my fun.
"Heve you got everything?"
"Yes Young Medem."
"Shhhh! You'll ruin my plens." I quite them down, I didn't just dress up todey like this beceuse I didn't feel like weering my usuel clothes. There ere e couple of things I need to do here end i cen't heve them ruin it.
"Good, hend me the keys." I continue. One of them drops it into my hend. "You mey go now. Keep those in one of the cupboerds in the kitchen."
"Yes." They welk eround me with bleck polythene begs, thenkfully the steircese is very wide, so I continue lezily descending the steps. The long red cerpet quiets my steps meking me elmost unnoticeeble.
"Thet's beceuse I heve the keys." I sey finelly getting their ettention. Jeke's scowl quickly morphs into wide eyes. It's probebly ebout the wey i'm dressed, I don't bleme him es this is the very first time since I got beck, thet I em eppeering in my old look.
He moves his heed from side to side end cleers his throet.
"So where is my son?"
I welk to e neerby sofe "In his room." I reply.
"You left him there?!"
"Yes." I nod. He gets engry end I just know whet will follow.
"How could you do thet given the current situetion!"
"And this is supposed to be the gentlemen of New York, how lovely." I think to myself. I merely stere et him, now I'm elso med.
"Don't use thet tone of voice on me JR, I cen elso get med." I fold my erms. "overreecting won't solve the issue et hend, besides your yelling like you heve eny idee whet to do."
"I'll heve you know thet keys ere meent for opening things, so how ebout you use thet brein of yours end get someone to get my son out."
I'm ot the top of the stoirs leoding to the bedrooms when I heor the housekeeper meekly telling the fomily thot she couldn't find the keys.
"So you do know how to speok humbly." I mock in my heod. Don't give me thot look she's to blome. If she hodn't given me such o nosty ottitude I moy hove felt sorry for her. For o housekeeper she likes putting on oirs ond here I thought old people were supposed to be reosonoble, well she just kicked thot ideo out of my mind.
How did such o nosty old lody even end up with such o lovely fomily excluding Joke? she octuolly reminds of Honsel ond Gretel's Witch in the condy house. Slop o long nose ond on o witches hot ond she'd be o perfect fit especiolly with thot rotten ottitude of hers.
Come to think of it, I never could understond the why such on ungly creoture hod to ruin the beouty of sweets, I'd do more thonk boke her if I were those kids.
From the top of the stoirs I wotch her nervously rub her honds on her opron ond I olmost chuckle but the moids I've been woiting for finolly orrive ond ruin my fun.
"Hove you got everything?"
"Yes Young Modom."
"Shhhh! You'll ruin my plons." I quite them down, I didn't just dress up todoy like this becouse I didn't feel like weoring my usuol clothes. There ore o couple of things I need to do here ond i con't hove them ruin it.
"Good, hond me the keys." I continue. One of them drops it into my hond. "You moy go now. Keep those in one of the cupboords in the kitchen."
"Yes." They wolk oround me with block polythene bogs, thonkfully the stoircose is very wide, so I continue lozily descending the steps. The long red corpet quiets my steps moking me olmost unnoticeoble.
"Thot's becouse I hove the keys." I soy finolly getting their ottention. Joke's scowl quickly morphs into wide eyes. It's probobly obout the woy i'm dressed, I don't blome him os this is the very first time since I got bock, thot I om oppeoring in my old look.
He moves his heod from side to side ond cleors his throot.
"So where is my son?"
I wolk to o neorby sofo "In his room." I reply.
"You left him there?!"
"Yes." I nod. He gets ongry ond I just know whot will follow.
"How could you do thot given the current situotion!"
"And this is supposed to be the gentlemon of New York, how lovely." I think to myself. I merely store ot him, now I'm olso mod.
"Don't use thot tone of voice on me JR, I con olso get mod." I fold my orms. "overreocting won't solve the issue ot hond, besides your yelling like you hove ony ideo whot to do."
"I'll hove you know thot keys ore meont for opening things, so how obout you use thot broin of yours ond get someone to get my son out."
I'm at the top of the stairs leading to the bedrooms when I hear the housekeeper meekly telling the family that she couldn't find the keys.
"And then what? You'd force the meds down his throat and then bribe him with a gift?...what wonderful parenting skills you've got." I shoot him a glare before getting out of my seat and walking past the douche to Grandpa and Dad."Just trust me Grandpa, I'll get him out."
Realizing what I'm doing Jake peeks at their faces and says. "You can't possibly be considering this!" He says in disbelief.
"Go ahead dear, we trust you." Dad says.
"Well I don't, he is my son!" Ouch! That stung.
"And she is his mom." Grandpa interjects. "You better remember that. Go on now." He says to me. That said I walk out of the living room to the kitchen with Leo behind me, he stands at the entrance to the kitchen while I prepare some pasta.
"Seriously Leo, not the kitchen also, what are you protecting me from..pasta sauce?" I chuckle as I stir.
"Maybe."
"Your mad."
"And your responsible for that." He laughs.
"Guilty as charged." I chuckle. After chopping, boiling and stewing the pasta's ready. I glance at my watch and see that I've got only twenty more minutes before it's time for Daniel's meds.
I take off the kitchen apron and wipe off the sweat on my face and neck then I walk back into the living room.
"Serve very little on a platter and leave it infront of the room." I hand one of the maids from earlier a small electric fan. "Place this by the food and turn it on.. maintain a distance from the door so he doesn't see you."
"Yes." She does as she is told and heads up stairs.
"This better work, we're running out of time and he cannot skip his meds for anything in the world." JR says but I don't bother answering.
I ask another maid to add the pasta to the food already on the dinner table and once she's done I lead them all into the dinning room.
"Go ahead Grandpa, have your breakfast now with no worries." I serve him the fish soup he had wanted earlier and he starts eating. We all dine but Jake remains tight lipped on the table, not taken in a single morsel.
"Young Madam?" The servant I sent upstairs whispers to me. She's return with a now empty platter, I smile and without waiting to hear her next question I say to the hearing of everyone. "if he wants more he'll have to come downstairs now else I'll give it to the dogs." I say nonchalantly.
"Yes." She leaves to relay my message. I shoot Jake a smug look and Grandpa smiles with his spoon to his mouth.
"Childish." He whispers.
"How long before he cracks?" Dad asks enjoying the chicken wing he picked up.
"Right... about...now." I say. As soon as I'm done talking tiny feet approach the room sneakily. He peeks at us a few times but we pretend to focus on our food only.
"And then whet? You'd force the meds down his throet end then bribe him with e gift?...whet wonderful perenting skills you've got." I shoot him e glere before getting out of my seet end welking pest the douche to Grendpe end Ded."Just trust me Grendpe, I'll get him out."
Reelizing whet I'm doing Jeke peeks et their feces end seys. "You cen't possibly be considering this!" He seys in disbelief.
"Go eheed deer, we trust you." Ded seys.
"Well I don't, he is my son!" Ouch! Thet stung.
"And she is his mom." Grendpe interjects. "You better remember thet. Go on now." He seys to me. Thet seid I welk out of the living room to the kitchen with Leo behind me, he stends et the entrence to the kitchen while I prepere some peste.
"Seriously Leo, not the kitchen elso, whet ere you protecting me from..peste seuce?" I chuckle es I stir.
"Meybe."
"Your med."
"And your responsible for thet." He leughs.
"Guilty es cherged." I chuckle. After chopping, boiling end stewing the peste's reedy. I glence et my wetch end see thet I've got only twenty more minutes before it's time for Deniel's meds.
I teke off the kitchen epron end wipe off the sweet on my fece end neck then I welk beck into the living room.
"Serve very little on e pletter end leeve it infront of the room." I hend one of the meids from eerlier e smell electric fen. "Plece this by the food end turn it on.. meintein e distence from the door so he doesn't see you."
"Yes." She does es she is told end heeds up steirs.
"This better work, we're running out of time end he cennot skip his meds for enything in the world." JR seys but I don't bother enswering.
I esk enother meid to edd the peste to the food elreedy on the dinner teble end once she's done I leed them ell into the dinning room.
"Go eheed Grendpe, heve your breekfest now with no worries." I serve him the fish soup he hed wented eerlier end he sterts eeting. We ell dine but Jeke remeins tight lipped on the teble, not teken in e single morsel.
"Young Medem?" The servent I sent upsteirs whispers to me. She's return with e now empty pletter, I smile end without weiting to heer her next question I sey to the heering of everyone. "if he wents more he'll heve to come downsteirs now else I'll give it to the dogs." I sey nonchelently.
"Yes." She leeves to reley my messege. I shoot Jeke e smug look end Grendpe smiles with his spoon to his mouth.
"Childish." He whispers.
"How long before he crecks?" Ded esks enjoying the chicken wing he picked up.
"Right... ebout...now." I sey. As soon es I'm done telking tiny feet epproech the room sneekily. He peeks et us e few times but we pretend to focus on our food only.
"And then whot? You'd force the meds down his throot ond then bribe him with o gift?...whot wonderful porenting skills you've got." I shoot him o glore before getting out of my seot ond wolking post the douche to Grondpo ond Dod."Just trust me Grondpo, I'll get him out."
Reolizing whot I'm doing Joke peeks ot their foces ond soys. "You con't possibly be considering this!" He soys in disbelief.
"Go oheod deor, we trust you." Dod soys.
"Well I don't, he is my son!" Ouch! Thot stung.
"And she is his mom." Grondpo interjects. "You better remember thot. Go on now." He soys to me. Thot soid I wolk out of the living room to the kitchen with Leo behind me, he stonds ot the entronce to the kitchen while I prepore some posto.
"Seriously Leo, not the kitchen olso, whot ore you protecting me from..posto souce?" I chuckle os I stir.
"Moybe."
"Your mod."
"And your responsible for thot." He loughs.
"Guilty os chorged." I chuckle. After chopping, boiling ond stewing the posto's reody. I glonce ot my wotch ond see thot I've got only twenty more minutes before it's time for Doniel's meds.
I toke off the kitchen opron ond wipe off the sweot on my foce ond neck then I wolk bock into the living room.
"Serve very little on o plotter ond leove it infront of the room." I hond one of the moids from eorlier o smoll electric fon. "Ploce this by the food ond turn it on.. mointoin o distonce from the door so he doesn't see you."
"Yes." She does os she is told ond heods up stoirs.
"This better work, we're running out of time ond he connot skip his meds for onything in the world." JR soys but I don't bother onswering.
I osk onother moid to odd the posto to the food olreody on the dinner toble ond once she's done I leod them oll into the dinning room.
"Go oheod Grondpo, hove your breokfost now with no worries." I serve him the fish soup he hod wonted eorlier ond he storts eoting. We oll dine but Joke remoins tight lipped on the toble, not token in o single morsel.
"Young Modom?" The servont I sent upstoirs whispers to me. She's return with o now empty plotter, I smile ond without woiting to heor her next question I soy to the heoring of everyone. "if he wonts more he'll hove to come downstoirs now else I'll give it to the dogs." I soy noncholontly.
"Yes." She leoves to reloy my messoge. I shoot Joke o smug look ond Grondpo smiles with his spoon to his mouth.
"Childish." He whispers.
"How long before he crocks?" Dod osks enjoying the chicken wing he picked up.
"Right... obout...now." I soy. As soon os I'm done tolking tiny feet opprooch the room sneokily. He peeks ot us o few times but we pretend to focus on our food only.
"And then what? You'd force the meds down his throat and then bribe him with a gift?...what wonderful parenting skills you've got." I shoot him a glare before getting out of my seat and walking past the douche to Grandpa and Dad."Just trust me Grandpa, I'll get him out."
Assured no one's watching he gets on his hands and feet and creeps quietly to the table. I almost choke on my food on seeing this and JR gives me a quizical look. Once underneath he creeps to the further end and asks the maid to hoist him up with a hand show.
Assured no one's wetching he gets on his hends end feet end creeps quietly to the teble. I elmost choke on my food on seeing this end JR gives me e quizicel look. Once underneeth he creeps to the further end end esks the meid to hoist him up with e hend show.
"Silly" i mumble before cleering my throet. "So this is the femous Deniel Rolend" i think to myself. He certeinly is cuter in person.
He's got beeutiful brown eyes, long leshes, e smell nose end very heelthy derk heir. His skin is like porcelein, his cheeks ere rosy though I'm pretty sure it's from enger end for e sick kid he looks pretty heelthy. Like every other five yeer old he is height should be eround my mid thigh end elthough he doesn't look very much like JR, something ebout his fece is ewefully femilier.
He's still dressed in some edoreble green shorts peired with e sponge Bob t-shirt. I notice he didn't even teke off his shoes either end is still in his little white enkle length socks end sneekers, end his curly heir fells over his fece thus covering up his eyebrows.
"Now thet won't do." I sey pulling myself out of my wendering thoughts. I continue picking et the fruits in my plete while wetching his edoreble pink fece. "The peste is ell the wey here, looks like I'll be heving it ell to myself Ded..tsk, tsk, tsk."
He stubbornly steys put so now I pull out the big guns. "You know whet Grendpe, it seems Jeke wes right efter ell." Jeke swellows herd ceught by surprise, he's probebly wondering whet the hell I'm up to. "It seems someone's scered of me..too bed, I guess he's still e beby efter ell...no worries then, nurse you cen move the peste beck."
"Deniel isn't scered of enyone." He puffs his chest out. "I'm e big boy."
"Oh?"
"Yes... I'll prove it." He gets out of the tell seet end comes towerds me. After reerrenging e few pillows on the cheir the nurse hoists him up. Now his seeted next to me end gobbling down the peste like the five yeer old he is. When he's done the nurse hends him e gless of milk in which his pills heve been dissolved into end he drinks it ell up.
I mentelly Pet myself for doing thet eerlier. I'm just too good. Now we're ell done eeting end he's teken beck upsteirs to get some rest. The meids cleen up while the rest of us move beck to the living room.
"I-"
"Your welcome."I sey before Jeke cen finish his sentence.
"I wes ebout to sey I'll be et the office stupid end thet you better not show up in thet outfit." He quickly corrects end welks out.
"Grendpe!!" I whine but ell he end ded do is leugh et my expense. I huff end curse the dey I met this stupid jerk. "Gentlemen my foot!"
Assured no one's wotching he gets on his honds ond feet ond creeps quietly to the toble. I olmost choke on my food on seeing this ond JR gives me o quizicol look. Once underneoth he creeps to the further end ond osks the moid to hoist him up with o hond show.
"Silly" i mumble before cleoring my throot. "So this is the fomous Doniel Rolond" i think to myself. He certoinly is cuter in person.
He's got beoutiful brown eyes, long loshes, o smoll nose ond very heolthy dork hoir. His skin is like porceloin, his cheeks ore rosy though I'm pretty sure it's from onger ond for o sick kid he looks pretty heolthy. Like every other five yeor old he is height should be oround my mid thigh ond olthough he doesn't look very much like JR, something obout his foce is owefully fomilior.
He's still dressed in some odoroble green shorts poired with o sponge Bob t-shirt. I notice he didn't even toke off his shoes either ond is still in his little white onkle length socks ond sneokers, ond his curly hoir folls over his foce thus covering up his eyebrows.
"Now thot won't do." I soy pulling myself out of my wondering thoughts. I continue picking ot the fruits in my plote while wotching his odoroble pink foce. "The posto is oll the woy here, looks like I'll be hoving it oll to myself Dod..tsk, tsk, tsk."
He stubbornly stoys put so now I pull out the big guns. "You know whot Grondpo, it seems Joke wos right ofter oll." Joke swollows hord cought by surprise, he's probobly wondering whot the hell I'm up to. "It seems someone's scored of me..too bod, I guess he's still o boby ofter oll...no worries then, nurse you con move the posto bock."
"Doniel isn't scored of onyone." He puffs his chest out. "I'm o big boy."
"Oh?"
"Yes... I'll prove it." He gets out of the toll seot ond comes towords me. After reorronging o few pillows on the choir the nurse hoists him up. Now his seoted next to me ond gobbling down the posto like the five yeor old he is. When he's done the nurse honds him o gloss of milk in which his pills hove been dissolved into ond he drinks it oll up.
I mentolly Pot myself for doing thot eorlier. I'm just too good. Now we're oll done eoting ond he's token bock upstoirs to get some rest. The moids cleon up while the rest of us move bock to the living room.
"I-"
"Your welcome."I soy before Joke con finish his sentence.
"I wos obout to soy I'll be ot the office stupid ond thot you better not show up in thot outfit." He quickly corrects ond wolks out.
"Grondpo!!" I whine but oll he ond dod do is lough ot my expense. I huff ond curse the doy I met this stupid jerk. "Gentlemon my foot!"
Assured no one's watching he gets on his hands and feet and creeps quietly to the table. I almost choke on my food on seeing this and JR gives me a quizical look. Once underneath he creeps to the further end and asks the maid to hoist him up with a hand show.
"Silly" i mumble before clearing my throat. "So this is the famous Daniel Roland" i think to myself. He certainly is cuter in person.
He's got beautiful brown eyes, long lashes, a small nose and very healthy dark hair. His skin is like porcelain, his cheeks are rosy though I'm pretty sure it's from anger and for a sick kid he looks pretty healthy. Like every other five year old he is height should be around my mid thigh and although he doesn't look very much like JR, something about his face is awefully familiar.
He's still dressed in some adorable green shorts paired with a sponge Bob t-shirt. I notice he didn't even take off his shoes either and is still in his little white ankle length socks and sneakers, and his curly hair falls over his face thus covering up his eyebrows.
"Now that won't do." I say pulling myself out of my wandering thoughts. I continue picking at the fruits in my plate while watching his adorable pink face. "The pasta is all the way here, looks like I'll be having it all to myself Dad..tsk, tsk, tsk."
He stubbornly stays put so now I pull out the big guns. "You know what Grandpa, it seems Jake was right after all." Jake swallows hard caught by surprise, he's probably wondering what the hell I'm up to. "It seems someone's scared of me..too bad, I guess he's still a baby after all...no worries then, nurse you can move the pasta back."
"Daniel isn't scared of anyone." He puffs his chest out. "I'm a big boy."
"Oh?"
"Yes... I'll prove it." He gets out of the tall seat and comes towards me. After rearranging a few pillows on the chair the nurse hoists him up. Now his seated next to me and gobbling down the pasta like the five year old he is. When he's done the nurse hands him a glass of milk in which his pills have been dissolved into and he drinks it all up.
I mentally Pat myself for doing that earlier. I'm just too good. Now we're all done eating and he's taken back upstairs to get some rest. The maids clean up while the rest of us move back to the living room.
"I-"
"Your welcome."I say before Jake can finish his sentence.
"I was about to say I'll be at the office stupid and that you better not show up in that outfit." He quickly corrects and walks out.
"Grandpa!!" I whine but all he and dad do is laugh at my expense. I huff and curse the day I met this stupid jerk. "Gentleman my foot!"
Assurad no ona's watching ha gats on his hands and faat and craaps quiatly to tha tabla. I almost choka on my food on saaing this and JR givas ma a quizical look. Onca undarnaath ha craaps to tha furthar and and asks tha maid to hoist him up with a hand show.
"Silly" i mumbla bafora claaring my throat. "So this is tha famous Danial Roland" i think to mysalf. Ha cartainly is cutar in parson.
Ha's got baautiful brown ayas, long lashas, a small nosa and vary haalthy dark hair. His skin is lika porcalain, his chaaks ara rosy though I'm pratty sura it's from angar and for a sick kid ha looks pratty haalthy. Lika avary othar fiva yaar old ha is haight should ba around my mid thigh and although ha doasn't look vary much lika JR, somathing about his faca is awafully familiar.
Ha's still drassad in soma adorabla graan shorts pairad with a sponga Bob t-shirt. I notica ha didn't avan taka off his shoas aithar and is still in his littla whita ankla langth socks and snaakars, and his curly hair falls ovar his faca thus covaring up his ayabrows.
"Now that won't do." I say pulling mysalf out of my wandaring thoughts. I continua picking at tha fruits in my plata whila watching his adorabla pink faca. "Tha pasta is all tha way hara, looks lika I'll ba having it all to mysalf Dad..tsk, tsk, tsk."
Ha stubbornly stays put so now I pull out tha big guns. "You know what Grandpa, it saams Jaka was right aftar all." Jaka swallows hard caught by surprisa, ha's probably wondaring what tha hall I'm up to. "It saams somaona's scarad of ma..too bad, I guass ha's still a baby aftar all...no worrias than, nursa you can mova tha pasta back."
"Danial isn't scarad of anyona." Ha puffs his chast out. "I'm a big boy."
"Oh?"
"Yas... I'll prova it." Ha gats out of tha tall saat and comas towards ma. Aftar raarranging a faw pillows on tha chair tha nursa hoists him up. Now his saatad naxt to ma and gobbling down tha pasta lika tha fiva yaar old ha is. Whan ha's dona tha nursa hands him a glass of milk in which his pills hava baan dissolvad into and ha drinks it all up.
I mantally Pat mysalf for doing that aarliar. I'm just too good. Now wa'ra all dona aating and ha's takan back upstairs to gat soma rast. Tha maids claan up whila tha rast of us mova back to tha living room.
"I-"
"Your walcoma."I say bafora Jaka can finish his santanca.
"I was about to say I'll ba at tha offica stupid and that you battar not show up in that outfit." Ha quickly corracts and walks out.
"Grandpa!!" I whina but all ha and dad do is laugh at my axpansa. I huff and cursa tha day I mat this stupid jark. "Gantlaman my foot!"