Maid To Be

My eyes remained fixed on the worn out shoes held on my feet, teeth biting on my lower lip hard, tasting the nervousness which crept through the whole of me. Gaze went searching through the environment, as if expecting something to pop out from one of those corners. Here I was, stood outside the gate of a mansion, awaiting for the past twenty minutes, contemplating whether to turn away or press the bell. Part of me itched to turn away, taking the winding path which led back to home, but the other part knew better. It was either this, or going back to what would only be my continued sadness. I didn't want that. My eyes soon beheld the crooked sign hung on the mighty gate, stating "HELP WANTED!" The writings had begun to fade, with the signage looking distressed enough, which only screamed that, this sign had been out here for a very long time. Whichever it was, there was no turning back now. Fingers fumbling with each other, feet hesitant, I slowly, more cautiously reached forw

The sound of different voices coming from the other side of the house, caused me snatching the broom off the ground, hands reaching to wipe my tears-stained cheeks. Three figures came into view, those forms walking towards my direction, yammering and arguing about something so serious, they barely had taken notice of the girl stood before them onlooking with so much as a curious gaze.My attention was centered on two of the profiles in particular—bearing such striking resemblance, you were left wondering if some trick was being played on you. Those features they carried, similar hair colour, the same button-sized nose, and only then did it hit me that these were the twins Denna spoke of. That other figure seemed not to spare any attention to whatever it was they went on about. To be honest, he seemed bored out of his mind. "Oh, C'mon dude!" One of them drawled."For fuck sakes, I'm going nowhere!" Followed the response. Their british accents were evident. It was then I realised t

A tap on my shoulders, had at once jolted me off the comfort of sleep.Vision blur, I remained staring at the figure in front of me. Eyes slowly registering the person, and soon realizing it was a nurse. I looked around the room, examining every corner and every object present, and only then did it come to my knowledge that I was still at the hospital. Letting out a yawn, my gaze shifted over to mom who was still laid in the hospital bed, sleeping more peaceful than I'd ever seen her these past days. "Did you sleep here?" I heard the nurse utter to me. "Yeah.......Got so exhausted. What's the time?" I asked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes. "8 a.m" She replied. At the mention of this, reality knocked the senses back into me "It's a new day already?" "Christ! I'm late for work" I exclaimed. "Kindly tell mom I left" I called while running out of the room, pushing past every figure I came across in the hall. Hurrying out of the hospital, I made my way down to the path which le

I walked into the Williams mansion, a sad expression plastered on my face. Denna as usual was in the living room cleaning and dusting away all dirt while I walked in. "You're gonna get in trouble one day for turning up late" She smiled at me, waving her duster at my figure in the process. I struggled to flash a smile back, Proceeding quietly into the kitchen.Luckily for me, I found it to be empty.Now where could everyone be? Deciding it was time to commence the day's duties, I grabbed an apron, packed my hair in a bun, and went for the cleaning instruments which were at a corner screaming for my name. The sudden storming in of a figure caused my whole figure jolting, gaze shifting to the doorway where a form came pushing in. Somewhat familiar, It didn't take long for me recognising him—the same boy from yesterday, advancing towards me, his eyes never for once evaded my profile. His hair remained ruffled, jaw clutching tight, gaze held strongly on my form. Anger sure filled hi

Third person POV... The man and lady of the house were dressed up ready to leave for their meeting. Both in the living room, patiently awaiting the arrival of their kids, just so they could mete out whatever instructions they had for them. Ashley soon came hurrying down the stairs, giving a squeal while twirling in front of their figures. "How do I look?" She questioned. Her eyes broadened immediately, ears perked, awaiting the response she yearned to hear roll out her father's lips. Worn on her body was a mid-length tight fitting dress, paired up with thigh high boots."Beautiful.....Very beautiful" Mr Williams cleared his throat, eyes accessing the outfit on his 'innocent' girl."But sweetheart, it's just a party. It's not prom" He stated. His utterance earned him an eye-roll from the girl, who in fact had took her time going through the depths of her closet just to pick out something to her taste. No rebuttal from any one would cause her turning around to get changed into som