SHAM
She got up and tried to leave, he held her hand and drew her close
to himself, a stinging slap landed across his face, she was upset and
irritated. The slap didn’t stop him; he got up and cupped her chin with his
hand,
“push me all you want, slap me, or treat me like a dog, I would
not let go until you sit down and listen to what I have to tell you”. She
pushed his hand off.
“How dare you talk to me in such a manner, how dare you order me,
do you know who I am?” She was already pissed. He ignored her hardened face,
swept her off her feet and did a 360 with her, she screamed. Then he made her
stand on her feet without any support from him, she was way too dizzy to stand
on her own, she fell back into his arms, holding him tightly until she got her balance
back. She loosened her grip on him and sat down not taking her eyes off him,
she marveled at his boldness. She turned round to see most people paying
attention to the drama for the first time in a long time she felt embarrassed.
She turned to look at him again; there was a smirk on his face.
“Wipe that smirk off your face or I would do it myself”, he still
stood with victory written all over his face. She took her glass of wine,
gulped it but didn’t swallow; she walked towards him and released the content
from her mouth to his face. Immediately people murmured from every angle. He
wiped his face with his palm and held her hand “this wouldn’t stop me from
saying what I want to say right in front of all these people. I would like us
to hang out and have fun, just the two of us. Today was the only day I
developed the boldness to come and meet you, do you how many months it took me
to talk to you. I am not backing out anytime soon, do what you want, I would
always be in you face, until you give in”. She pulled her hand away from his
grip, hissed and walked away. Some guys came and tapped him hard on his back
“that was some nerve bro, you killed it!” He smiled and sat down to sip his own
glass of wine.
She got into her dressing room to see Easton smiling, she ignored
him, she knew he must have the drama that transpired between her and the
strange guy. “You acted like a child; the Crystal I know is someone strong, you
just displayed weakness in front of everyone”. She sat down and simply said “I
want to be alone”. He shrugged his shoulders and got up. “Don’t let that little
thing cloud your thoughts”, she sat down and faced the mirror. “By the way, I
have gotten a job for you”, her face lit up, finally something to keep her
alert “what job?”, “a maid”, she got confused “a maid!, are you pulling my
legs?, what would I be doing as a maid?, you are joking right, tell me it’s a
joke”, she searched his face for answers. He shoved one hand into his pocket
and scratched his brow with the other. “What can I say? But to say a mission
without a vision is pointless and useless. So when I say I have a job for you
there is a reason behind it and there is goal. Actually you would be like a
housekeeper”. Her mouth hung open; her eyes bulged out “a housekeeper!” “Yes a
housekeeper”, she got up “Easton, I am way more than a housekeeper, don’t turn
me into one. He walked some steps closer to her and put his hands on her
shoulder, “believe me, its for a short time, I will give you instructions
immediately you begin the job, its not a difficult task I promise, calm down
and prepare”. She took his hands off and sat down. As far as she was concerned
she saw it as a punishment and a demeaning thing to do. She felt numb all over.
She imagined herself doing the housekeeping job. This kind of thought had never
crossed her mind, not even by error. She looked at Easton again with a solemn
face “when would I start?”, “next month. So you have time to prepare yourself
for the job. When you get into the house I would let you know what to look for,
don’t worry my princess, everything would be fine”. She faced the mirror once
more and stared at her reflection. “I will do it”, “now that’s my princess, I
believe in you and I trust your acting skills. Let me let you be now”. He
patted her back and left her still staring at the mirror.
The next morning seemed to have arrived fast. She wore a pink
floral pajamas and fuzzy slippers. Her legs curled on the couch in her room as
she sipped hot Chinese tea. She closed her eyes to absorb the tingling feeling
she felt all over her body. Her thoughts still strayed to the housekeeping job.
She opened her eyes again and sipped the steaming tea, she quickly swallowed to
allow the heat linger in her throat. Her head throbbed; she placed her palm on
her forehead and sighed. She kept sipping hoping the headache would leave; she
was in no mood for tablets.
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