Chapter 8: Part 2 - Chris is the worst

PART 2

My day went smoothly, however, I was getting a little worried as the "requests" were so few, and the strikes were adding up. Since Monday I had only been requested once, and that was to get Chris a glass of water. I dutifully applied for jobs and sent her the screenshots, but she had stopped responding to them, making me think I was wasting my time even showing her that I had done them.

That evening I was determined to wait up and ask her about re-designing the room, so I curled up in her bed with my phone and dead-scrolled on MikMock until it was about 12am.

I woke up with a jolt at 3 am as I had dozed off. I heard the familiar soft snore of Chris next to me and groaned as I realised I had missed my chance.

Still, I needed to ask her first. I couldn't just bring people in here to completely change her guest room without permission.

I reached over and shook her shoulder.

"Umm…Chris, can I ask you something?" I asked softly.

"Hmmm?" I heard a mumbled response.

I pulled back my hand and sighed, maybe I'd try again tmr.

To my surprise, Chris rolled back her shoulder and stretched, then slowly sat up in bed. Rubbing her eyes, she turned on the light on her side of the bed and turned to me, blurry-eyed and barely awake.

"Sorry, did you ask me something?" she asked as she yawned.

"Yeah umm, I was talking to Ms Takahashi, and she offered….interior decorating services for the guest room? I wanted to ask if I could decorate my- I mean the guest room…" I asked sheepishly.

"Oh…yeah do whatever you want" Chris said and turned away, lying back down.

"Oh and um! The request…you haven't as " I started.

"Yeah umm, don't talk to me after 12am" she said, and within minutes was snoring again.

I sat there kind of shell-shocked. Don't talk to her after 12am? But...she only came home after 12am. When was I supposed to talk to her face-to-face?

I bite my lip. Like I get that I am burdening her with all of this, but how is completely shutting me out, making any sense? She asked me to sleep in her bed, next to her, every night, and yet she won't look at me, talk to me…

Tears started rolling down my cheek and I angrily wiped them away. Never mind, I can deal with this. I'll make my room look so amazing that it'll motivate me to work harder, and then maybe, I can finally pay for the storage unit at the very least.

Priority was to be able to move out of this horrible bed of neglect and into my room where if she doesn't want to see me, she doesn't have to see me, and I don't have to see her either!

I rolled over angrily and pulled the covers over my head. I was trying to be brave, but it hurt. Chris was the worst. 

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