19. Whiskey Flavored Mistake

-Leia-

I get up early, put on some sweats and a t-shirt, tie my hair up in a bun, and join Lucille and her team with the clean-up downstairs. At first, they didn’t really want me to help, but after I insisted and showed them I’m not scared to work, they let me pitch in.

Besides, it’s better than the alternative: being alone with my thoughts.

I couldn’t really get to sleep last night, all my thoughts were scattered and I couldn’t make sense of anything. Christian drank himself stupid last night and I can only pin it down to him being upset because Amber is pregnant. I wonder if he’s always acted this way when angry.

Turning to Lucille, I decide to fish a little bit and walk over to her. She turns to me with a smile. “Yes, Ma’am?”

“Say, Lucille…have you ever cleaned up a mess for Mr. Moore like this before?” I ask, hoping she bites. She’s worked for Christian the longest and I know she’s seen some shit while working for him.

She looks at her feet and bites her bottom lip before slowly