To Be Yours Again-Chapter 233 Was unbearable

*LORENZO*

Danica had been given me all her big, old PJs to wear these past few days.

"Danica, I know this might be too much to ask but please could you get me some clothes, like male clothes." I requested trying to sound as polite as possible.

She turned around to face me.

The look she gave me made me close my mouth.

This was unbearable.

It doesn’t feel right that this woman was treating me like this.

When she opened an ugly looking door for me, I gasped realizing where this is.

"You’ll be staying here from now on"

It was an attic and it was as messed up as an attic should be with boxes everywhere.

"Where am I going to sleep?"

She pointed at a tiny bed.

"Danica please...."

"You just don’t listen, do you?"

"Sorry, ma’am, please...let me sleep at the couch in the living room then.” I pleaded. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"No"

"What about the floor at the living room? I think I could manage that"

"No"

"Woman, have mercy on me, please"

She burst into laughter.

I frowned at her, this wasn’t funny.

"At least put yourself in my shoes."

"Well, do you have mercy on people?Do you put yourself in people’s shoes before thinking?" She asked me.

"I think so, well, I don’t know but I’m sure I wasn’t a bad person..."

"Bad is written all over you.” She cut in.

I huffed and decided to keep my cool.

This was what you get when you’re homeless and without your memories.

"But this attic is..."

"It’s here or you can find your way out of my house."

I’ve got no choice.

She nodded curtly and headed out of the room but when she got to the door.

She suddenly tripped and fell.

I laughed.

I just couldn’t help you, she deserved it.

When she stood on her feet again, she turned to face me and I suppressed my laughter.

She glared at me and stormed off.

I looked around the attic.

Oh Damn!

This was pure torture.

If I had a family, they should come find me already.

I moved some boxes to the corner of the room, then I found something to wipe off the dust on the small bed.

When I lay down on it, my legs were touching the floor.

And she didn’t even give me a blanket.

I shut my eyes.

I needed to find out everything about amnesia and how I could regain my memories ASAP.

This place was dirty and sleep fled far away from me.

Worse, I started hearing sounds.

Discreeting looking up, I saw two rats, two big rats.

I jumped off the bed and stood by the door, panting heavily.

I couldn’t sleep here in the company of rats.

I opened the door and slowly sneaked into the living room.

I laid down on the couch.

I could spend the night here, then go back the attic the following morning before she woke up.

I folded my arms, wishing I had a blanket, wishing she would reduce her hostility towards me.

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*DANICA*

I walked into the living room the following day to find Lorenzo on the couch.

Seriously?!

I marched towards him and roughly tapped his arm.

He came awake with a start surprised to see me.

"Does this look like the attic to you?"

He slowly sat up.

"There were rats in there...it was terrifying"

"Terrifying?"I sneered."You don’t know the meaning of that word yet"

"Danica, look, I swear when I regain my memories, I don’t know if I’m poor or rich but I would do anything to repay your kindness. Just stop treating me badly. I’m not your ex"

I frowned. “What has my ex got to do with this?

"I’m pretty sure he destroyed your heart and that made you an iron lady but you gotta calm down, I don’t like this...."

"Iron lady?" I snarled.

If only I could tell him how things ended between us.

This heartless man!

"It’s time to make yourself useful...Loren...Andro."I said.

He lifted an eyebrow.

I turned around and hurried into the kitchen.

Damn!

I almost called him Lorenzo!

I took a deep calming breathe repeating his new name like a mantra.

Andro...Alejandro...Andro...

I grabbed a bucket and a mop.

I walked back to him and placed them in front of him.

"Get to work"

"Dan..."

"What? You won’t do it, you can’t stay in my house and be idle.” I chided.

"I’m hungry.” He complained.

"You won’t be served until you’re done mopping all the rooms on this floor"

He slowly stood up and grabbed the mop.

I sat back on the couch and crossed my legs as I watched him mopped the floor.

Though he wasn’t doing it right and I kept yelling at him but making him do something he had never done before was so fun to watch.

For about three times, I had to keep refilling the water on the bucket because he kept emptying the water on the floor by mistake.

Such a clumsy human being.

I never knew he was this clumsy.

And at the end, I did the mopping myself before he flooded my whole house.

The rest of the day passed in a blur and after dinner, I went down to my next plan, I stood in front of Lorenzo.

He was sitting on a couch in the living room.

"I found a job for you.”I announced.

He looked up at me. “What kind of job?"

"You’ll be working at a construction site, I already told my neighbor, Rico, he’s more than willing to have you on his team"

He ran a hand through his head.

"I can’t work in a construction site.” He stated.

I grimaced. “Andro, I already told you, I can’t have you idle, you have to do something with yourself"

"I mean, you could have at least find an easier job for me, maybe to work in a company or something"

"Well, I’m sorry, dude but those kind of job require certificates and I didn’t find one on you when you were dumped at the beach."

"What about clothes, I can’t go to work in your pajamas.” He pressed on.

"Oh don’t worry, I found some clothes you could use, now, you can go to bed, I don’t wanna see you in this living room tomorrow morning." I warned and headed out of the living room.

Getting to the doorpost, I turned around.

"Oh lastly, you are to submit all the money you will be paid to me.” I announced.

His jaw dropped and I hurried off, smirking before he can argue with that.

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*LORENZO*

I stood in front of the construction site dressed in clothes that seem like rags.

I felt suffocated being inside these clothes.

I think I might not be poor because I always crave for good things, it was as if I’m used to a good life.

But why haven’t any of my family found me yet?

Were they not searching?

I mean, I do have a family right?

Maybe a mother...a father...a brother or a sister?

They should find me already.

I was tired of staying with Danica.

“Andro, get over here!" Rico ordered.

Who does he think he was talking to?

He couldn’t even call me politely.

Sighing, I walked over to him.

"Get to work, man." He instructed.

Bile rose in my throat, I felt mad that I was being told what to do but there was nothing I could do about it.

I walked over to meet a guy lifting up a bag on cement.

He suddenly turned around and handed one to me.

My eyes widened at the weight and I dropped it instantly, it fell on something sharp and tore open.

"Dude, what’s wrong with you?!"

"ANDRO!"Rico yelled.

I winced.

I hated this life and I hated this job already.