Kristen sat legs crossed on the floor with her eyes glued to the big television. She was having breakfast of hot brewed Choco and plantain pizza.

She was dressed in bum shorts and a creamy crop top.

Good sex increases appetite. She is not a foodie but she has been eating more than required lately.

There was nothing to see on the TV except some documentaries which she is not a fan but to get her mind off the image that refused to leave her mind, she decided to watch the dumb documentaries. She could change the channel but she just doesn't want to.

A knock came out the door and she ignored it, it came again yet she pretended not to hear it.

After several knocks, the person stopped knocking and the next second, Kristen heard the door cracking open and frowned deeply.

She stood up to find who is at the door.

Her living room wasn't adjacent to the main door so before she can get to the living room, she would have to go through the little dining room and go past the storehouse before getting to the main door.

Kristen has no one visiting her so she had not bothered about the weirdness of the house's architectural design.

But funny enough, a door that could lead directly to the living room could have been crafted but the builders did injustice to the house and the occupant didn't care.

Seeing who is at the door, her frown deepened,

"Some people don't know their boundaries at all"

Kristen thought to herself. The lady at the door is no other but her neighbor, Noami.

"Hi Noami, what can I do for you?"

Noami smiled broadly. It was obvious she was trying to understand the way the house is.

She just thought it was a long corridor without rooms but seeing Kristen coming out from the far end, she realized there is more to the house. It's odd to her.

After her puzzle got solved, she brought her eyes and fixed them on Kristen. To her, Kristen was naked.

"What would prompt a young lady like Kristen to dress up this way?"

She wondered in her mind, forgetting that it's normal in the world she lives in and Kristen could choose to dress anyhow she wants to and again, Kristen is at home so what she is putting on is not inappropriate.

Noami has lived here for a year now but she has never for once visited Kristen because of how she views Kristen and Kristen on the other hand, never bothered about her.

Noami has tried several times to understand the person her neighbor is.

She has no friends, not a family member has visited and she doesn't even have boys who visit her. All she does is go out in the evening almost every two days and return home at the odd hour of the night. And Friday night is sure for her to go out.

Noami can't even tell if Kristen works or not because she is always at home.

"Nothing really, I came to have breakfast with you. I brought breakfast if you don't mind"

She said and that's when Kristen saw the basket with her. Kristen scanned her and smirked, this neighbor of hers looks holier than thou because of the long dress she was putting in. You Could mistake her for a nun.

"Come in," Kristen muttered then turned her back on Noami and started walking inside.

Noami followed her. As Kristen walked into the room she came out from, Noami expected to see her room or sorts but was surprised to see a dining room Instead.

"You have a weird taste."

Noami said and Kristen smirked, "that's right. I am a weird lady so everything about me should be weird."

"I see, I just…" her throat contracted as she could not find the right word to express how she was feeling about Kristen. Kristen, who listened blindly, was waiting to hear what her neighbor wanted to say and when it looked like she had nothing to say, Kristen shook her head.

"I don't know but I am no different from every lady out there. I just chose to be this way."

Kristen said as she stepped into the living room,

"By the way, you are welcome to my home."

"Thank you, Kristen, your place is weird and nice. I must say I like it and I might like you too. No offense, I just have to be honest with you. Living a year without doing more than hey and hi with you leaves me with no choice but to judge you wrongly. I had tried several times to get closer to you but I never succeeded. I am surprised you were allowed to come inside contrary to what I had thought."

Kristen flicked her tongue against her mouth and smiled,

"Take a seat. Before you judge someone, attempt to know the person."

Noami sat down and scanned the place,

"I am sorry about that."

She said and placed the basket on the floor.

"I see you are already having breakfast. What should we do about mine?"

"I don't know, I didn't know someone was going to bring me breakfast."

Kristen said casually as she finished her Choco.

She was back in her position on the floor. Noami was not offended by Kristen's unbothered attitude. She has met different people of different characters and has learned to live by what she sees but one thing she never stops doing is judging people wrongly. If there is a way she can, she could have stopped a long time again.

"Now that I have brought it, you don't expect me to take it back with me. Gifts can't be rejected"

Kristen found what Noami said amusingly. She never heard that food is given to people as gifts or maybe, she doesn't know because she lives in a different world.

"I tell you, my dear, this one is going back with you or I could help you get a plate from my kitchen so you can serve yourself"

Kristen said and stood up, packed up her breakfast tray, and waggled her buttocks as she left the living room, leaving Noami shocked.

"Ladies of these days have no shame, I know I swear not to judge her wrongly but then this attitude of hers is not good at all. She should at least cover up and behave decently at all times whether at home or not,"

Naomi soliloquized in Kristen's absence.

The couch felt so hot for her because to her, being there was kind of associating with the lady Kristen is.

Nothing is holding her from leaving the house, she chooses to be rooted there and in her mind, condemning the poor girl.

Kristen, if gets to know what is running through her neighbor's mind, would not bother because people's opinions don't matter to her anymore.

She is living her life for herself, not for anyone and it entirely gives her peace of mind to know that people talk about her behind her back and when she gets to hear, she pretends as if she doesn't hear.

Not everyone can do this but she does it effortlessly and that makes her a queen of her own world.

Kristen returned with a flat breakable plate and cutleries, she is damn funny. When she was picking the cutleries, she had told herself she has no time to start going on an errand for a neighbor who obviously doesn't like her because of how she feels about her.

"Here is a plate and cutleries, suit yourself"

Noami stared at Kristen and after a while stood up,

"You know what, I changed my mind. Since you are not eating with me. I better go home and eat, thanks for having me here."

Kristen rolled her eyes and hissed silently,

What's the essence of her coming here if she wasn't going to stay longer?

"You know your way out, please make use of the door"

Kristen said nonchalantly and lay on the couch after dropping the plate and the cutleries on her center table.

Noami was astonished by Kristen's change of attitude.

She felt like beating Kristen's senses back to her head.

Noami loosed her stiff shoulders, picked up her basket, and with a last glance at Kristen, she found her way out of the weird apartment.

Kristen flicked her eyes open and turned on her belly, not minding that the main door is not locked, she went to sleep with nothing on her mind.

*******

Frederick picked up his phone and keys then headed out of his apartment with a bored look on his face, he locked up his apartment.

He has been bored since morning, a boring Saturday morning has never been his idea Saturday morning.

He could hang out with the boys but then something changed about him since last night, he would rather be with someone else than anyone else. She has occupied his mind for the rest of the morning and he has been restless since.

The only meaningful thing he ever did was to prepare breakfast for himself.

With a deep sigh and grimace on his face, he pulled his Black Royce to life and left his driveway.

He had saved Kristen's digits and through Google Maps and GPS, he had gotten his location and was surprised to find her living at such a location but then she is a strange girl who could only be associated with strangeness.

Standing at the front of the small apartment, he scanned around and found a lady in a black dress disdainfully staring at him. She had this look of disgust and he wondered what would make her stare at him like that.

"What's her problem, did she wake up on the wrong side of the bed this morning?"

Frederick wondered and shook off the thought of his head. He should not be bothered by a mere look from a total stranger. He is here to see someone not to be bothered by whoever the lady is.

He brought his hand up and knocked at the door, expecting the door to open any moment. The GPS connection has stated that Kristen is at home so she should open the door ASAP.

"Hello"

Frederick turned and saw the lady who nearly murdered him with her eyes, dotting from him to the door.

"Hi"

He greeted her politely with a smile on his face, the least he could do for her is to be polite.

"Are you a friend to the lady who owns this apartment?"

She asked in an accusing manner. The way she said the lady sounded like it was a plague for her to mention her.

"I asked because if you are then you are in for doom. Since I have known her, she has no one visiting her and she behaves so shamelessly"

She paused and watched the young handsome man standing in her front to know if what she is saying is sinking into him then continued,

"If you see what she wears, my dear, you will flee from her because she is the real definition of temptation."

"Is she nuts in her head or what, why will she be spitting nonsense about someone? Who gives her the right to judge a fellow girl"

Frederick fumes in his mind. He is trying everything possible to restrain himself from slapping the lady who seems to have no regard for humanity.

"I am telling you all this because I can't watch a fine man like you go astray. We have decent girls in town whom you can be friends with, not a loose girl like Kristen. I am…"

"Hold on, ma'am. I am not interested in who you are"

Frederick had her cut short of introducing who she is, his control was snapping and if care is not taken, he might end up doing what he would regret later.

"Have you taken a good look at yourself, why say ill of someone? Do you realize that people like you should not live among us? This girl in question is your neighbor, if you feel she is doing the wrong way, why don't you call her and tell her to her face instead of tarnishing her image like this"

Noami felt bittered that a man she is trying to tell the kind of person her neighbor is, misunderstood her kind gesture. She was furious and felt her anger boiling,

Why should she tell him anything, what business does she have with what or who Kristen associate with?

"It's her life anyway"

She murmured to herself then lift her eyes at the man, defending her neighbor,

Why can't a man like him see a good girl like her? They end up going for rotten eggs like Kristen.

"You don't have to believe me, you know, I am just looking out for you. I thought of telling you in case you are to do anything to with her without protection because of disease"

The once sweet-looking lady turned vicious, glared at him, and walked away, leaving her provocative perfume lingering in the air.

Frederick scoffed and closed his eyes and a moment later, he opened them with a calmness he never knew he had.

He had done well today. She is really lucky, she controlled himself if not, her cheeks might have heard from him by now.

He momentarily forgot where he is and when he remembered that he had knocked about 10 minutes ago and the door which was supposed to be open by now is still shut in his face, he sighed and knocked for the second time.

No movement for howsoever, he turned the handle and realized that the door has been opened all along, he blamed himself for standing outside there and listening to the crabs the woman said when he could have gotten away by entering the apartment but come to think of it? Why should he go into a house he has not been invited in and on second thought, he decided to go back and knocked, maybe, he would be lucky this time around but who does that?

What happens if she is sleeping and he is outside knocking, waiting for her to open when he can actually go inside as far as the door is opened?

His head was not working at the moment and he knew why he was nervous but when did he become nervous about meeting girls?

Like his friends always tell him, he is a Ladies' guy and every girl would do anything just to have him, that's why at the club yesterday, his friends were not surprised that the black devil had eyes for only him.

But why does he feel like she wouldn't be interested in having him around?

He just had this feeling in the pit of his stomach.

This is a lady he is going to be meeting for the second time and he is feeling dejected like she has rejected him already when he has not asked her out yet.

With a deep breath, he took a long stride down the long corridor not having a hope of when to see a door leading to a room.

He wondered what kind of house he is in; the apartment looked so weird.

He finally found a door and figured out it is a dining room. He walked into the room and found another one at the far end of the dining room, the door wasn't open. He moved forward and found another room which is obviously a living room.

His heart stilled at the figure he saw lying carelessly on one of the couches. She looks nothing like the bad girl he met last night.

She looks feeble and fragile.

Her hair spread messily across the couch, covering almost her face with one of her legs hanging loose and her head tilted in an obscured manner, he feared she might get a neck ache.

The sight was breathtaking for him and he felt something contrast painful in his lower region, of course, just looking at her was getting him turned on.

"So the reason she has not opened the door is that she is sleeping. She must be really tired after last night"

His heart warmed up at the thought.

He saw the plate and the cutleries,

"She is really tired for her not have cleared her plate after eating"

He thought again but after glancing at the plate for the second time, he realized that the plate wasn't used and that aroused his curiosity if she had taken anything since morning.

Kristen stirred and stiffened, in her sleepy state, she felt a presence.

Her stepfather had made her to be on alert even in her sleep because she believes that anyone that sneaks in on her wants to harm her.

Three years ago, a male classmate of hers visited without informing her. She was home alone and was kind of sick because her stepfather had forced himself on her again. She could not go to school because of how miserable she had felt and her mother had not bothered

Not knowing he was a friend, she landed him a punch that made him miss one of his teeth.

Up till today, she can't explain how that incident happened.

Frederick did not realize the trouble he was getting into as he approached the sleeping beauty until a punch greeted him.

He groaned in pain as he received a kick on his crotch as if the punch was not enough.

"What the hell? Is this how you welcome someone to your house?"

Sleep cleared off her eyes and she stared at him confused, like who the hell is he and what is he doing in her house and how did he get in?

Questions upon questions were running through her mind but she could not voice them out.

Frederick was amused by how disheveled she looked and concluded she is an adorable little bitch.

If he were to meet her for the first time like this, he would never believe she is a bad girl.

"You, what are you doing in my house?"

She finally found her voice.

She cranked her fingers and stood up fiercely, ready to attack her prey. Frederick noticed the change in her attitude and took two steps backwards,

"Easy tiger, a friendly visit!"