By the time time Carter woke up it was already late so he applied for a leave stating reason as sickness and he also applied for leave at the library after making sure all the emails were sent he went back to sleep, he thought of how he will get a much needed rest but the grumbling and the knots kept twisting his stomach making it hard , to make matters worse the noce smell of food and the only thing that came to his mind was the bastards who are his neighbours who kept cooking nice expensive food which he could never afford and it can only happen if he saved money for a month which he barely could due to the additional number of another person in his place. That jolted him awake Charline was not in bed like she always is culled up but the figure was nowhere to be found so he threw the blanket from his body and ran towards the small kitchen,he just had a gut feeling she would be there so he ran towards that direction .
He stopped on his tracks when he saw the study table that he always used. There were a variety of delicacies to choose from, his mouth watered as his legs moved on there own towards the table it was as if they had the mind of their own . As soon as his hands were about to touch the omelette it was slapped making him winse in pain and glaring at the culprit who told him to go wash his hands first. The ran towards the sink washed his hands and then went to the table, he sat down and Chsrline served him his food.
He ate but the food tasted delicious than he expected this made him think that Charline was an all round person , in the library he remembered she read about five books within just a few hours it was about five hours it's like her mind is like that of a robot. " Mmh this really tastes good, how did you learn how to cook so first I mean I've never seen someone do it that quick within hours yours took few minutes it makes him think that she really is programmed to fo everything to perfection. She is more like a natural born expert which helps a little making him not to worry more , he was too full by the time he realised it so he took the remaining food to the small refrigerator at the corner of the house which looked conspicuous in the small room. He made sure to save everything because he never knew about tomorrow. He cleaned everything in a bit and went to his room took out the canvas and started drawing.
He did that after asking Charline to watch over him and make sure that he doesn't finish the drawing because what he wanted to draw could as very well kill him. He prepared everything he needed after all that would his money cow for the time being , it could earn him a lot if he took it to the auction house he heard ofl in school it was something in everyone's mouth about how they scout there talent as soon as they find one and they find them sponsors to help in their talent's improvement.
He took the brush and started drawing, he did it first and one couldn't see the movement of his hands it was quick and fast and amazing at the same time making Charline look in owe because the only thing she knew she could never do of draw because it was a talent meant for there masters and if they drew it will eat more of there master's life force , and how did she get the information well she just knew it from the time she left the canvas it was as if it was imprinted in her mind including carter's preference she just felt it was normal nothing much. Today she had been happy watching him eat the food she had made for once since she was made she saw a rare smile on his face and the way he ate like a little glutton making him look like a chipmunk made her want to poke his face but she held back thinking of how she might wrong him unknowingly.
She watch him with fascination, owe and a little obsession which could not be seen clearly but if one was a far they might think that it was admiration for there favourite celebrities. He was almost done with the painting but Charline realised one crucial thing the facial expression on her master's face wasn't right, it was as if someone had taken over his body and was controlling him making him look more like a crazed maniac at that moment and when he was almost done it was the second last stroke and then the last , she never let him finish those strokes and she held his hand to stop him and took the brush away but he lounged at her fighting her with a strength she never knew he had.
He kicked her stomach but he suddenly stopped fighting as if he was in pain so she ran towards him for support held him before he fainted she let out a breath she never knew she was holding but what baffled her the most was that she never felt any pain not a tinge bit of pain. She laughed it off thinking it was nothing to be worried about after all he was not a human at all. She carried him to bed and made him lie down before taking the paint and putting it in a place where it would dry faster and safe at that.
It was already 3:00 pm when everything was done she went to the kitchen to prepare lunch for both of them she felt hungry herself. She cooked Carter's favourite dishes spicy chicken thighs, she fried them well not too hard and not too soft just the way Carter likes it , she also made fried pork and lastly she prepared some cabbage with carrots inside it and put everything on the table in a few minutes . She went to the small room they have been sharing to wake up Carter but he was already awake and had washed off the paint he had on his body.
When Carter woke up and found himself in his room he never knew how he got there all he remembered was painting nothing more so he went to wash up thinking he might have gotten tired and fell asleep after, while washing he saw a red mark on his stomach he brushed it off and continued cleaning himself after he was done he went to the small closet took out a shirt and shorts wore them then he sat to comb his hair when he heard the door open and Charline walked in and told him about the food being ready and she came to wake him up.
He went towards the table and saw his favourite foods, the thing only his grandmother knew about and smiled a tear fell out rolling towards his cheeks but he wiped it quickly and went to wash his hands , he sat on the table eating with great delight and the food,it tasted better than what his grandmother made and he smiled at charline thanking her for the day he could count it as one of the best in his entire life.
They both cleaned the table and Carter went to his room to check the outcome of his work and ot was better beyond his expectation,it was more than he had depicted in his mind , the dirty streets in the slum and delapitated buildings and children in rags playing around and on top of the slum was a city which depicted riches and wealth and he named the paint dream and bellow the painting he wrote a letter c.
He lazed around either sleeping or playing with his phone when he was tired of sleep. By six o'clock he took his painting wrapped it up and ledt the house with Charline on toe towards the so said auction house. He reached gave his details and was taken to the upper floor where the management was, he entered the spacious office and greated the person seated on the high table politely.
" Come sit no need to be polite, I heard you wanted to auction something can i take a look." The man stood up ushering them to a couch which was too expensive to be in a place like an office.
Charline and Carter followed shoot and took a seat beside each other looking around the office with curious eyes. Carter took the wrapped up painting removed the wraps and gave it to the man sitting in front of him ." What did you name it and it's so beautiful are you an art student." Carter shook his head indicating that he isn't an art student and just told him the name " dream" he said,"I named it dream." The man thought of that simple name and said nothing he looked at the guy in front of him offering his hands for a handshake," I'm Giovanni and you? " Giovanni introduced himself looking at the youth in front of him and became happy because te painting will fetch a large some of money because of it's uniqueness.
"Carter just call me Carter and this is my sibling Charline, "he shook the hands marvelling at there softness.
What the man said to him next shocked him that he almost choked on his saliva if it weren't for Charline who was rubbing his back softly as if she knew such a thing would surely happen made him calm down a bit but not completely.