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12: Considerations
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His Maid 13: More mistakes
Minutes and what almost felt like hours had gone by with me still standing in the same spot, completely dumbfounded after Dominic proposed the craziest and weirdest scheme. “This house is not going to clean itself, is it?” Rebecca said as she passed by and noticed I had been lifeless for the past few minutes. I still remained frozen. I did not bother moving an inch because whatever was running around in Dominic’s head scared me more than anything. It worried me because he could just keep all the bombshells coming, minute after minute. “If I were you, I would move and continue cleaning before Dom comes back and finds his bedroom still messy,” Rebecca said as she passed by again, this time holding a mug of whatever. I finally shook myself back to reality and decided to move again. I went back to the spot where I had left my cleaning supplies, carried them and walked up the stairs. Because I was in such a daze, I missed one step and almost rolled down the stairs with everything else,
His Maid 14: Almost Impressed
“Glad to see you’ve joined me,” Stanley said as he wrapped a towel around his waist and stepped out of the shower. “Uhm…” I froze at the door, not sure of what to do next. “Either get undressing and join me or close the door on your way out,” he said with a serious expression on his face. I slowly walked back and closed the door. “Where have you been?” Rebecca questioned as she walked back from wherever she went.“Uhh…” I stammered as I thought of a lie quickly. The freezing and just saying ‘uhmm’ seemed to be my response to every question I got. “Anyway, there are like 2 dishes to wash in the sink,” she said “Okay, miss.” I nodded as I walked back to get my shoes. “Just… try not to break any more dishes again,” she added on. I slid on my shoes and walked to the kitchen, and cleaned the dishes that were in the sink. At that point, I was idle. I paced around the house, wondering what needed cleaning next since Rebecca decided to dump herself in the office. After a few minutes
His Maid 15: Error
After receiving a ‘tip’ and being released, I caught a cab home, and the whole way home, I kept on thinking about his proposal and wondering what I would benefit from it. “Something is on your mind, miss.” the cab driver said “Hm?”“I was saying something is on your mind,” he repeated. “What makes you say that?” I questioned. He looked at me through the mirror and smirked. “Most of the people I transport are in the mood to chat. They complain about their day, their family, their spouse, or anything else. But you, on the other hand, are awfully quiet. You’re just sitting in the back, staring out the window.” he answered. I kept quiet and continued to stare at the window. “Yeah, I am just a little distracted.” I finally replied. “What is it?” he queried while still looking at me through the mirror. My brain was spiralling with a billion things, and the last thing I needed was a chatty cab driver. I would have opted to jump out and get another one, but we were still close to Dom
His Maid 16: Rodrick
I struggled to sleep the whole night. Firstly, because I was itchy from not having a good wash in a while, and secondly, from seeing how the stories of Dominic Hall had disappeared off the internet. I stayed up the whole night. I heard my neighbours enter their house in such a noisy manner; then I heard the taps make that weird coughing sound. I heard the birds make chirpy sounds as the sun slowly came out and the different neighbourhood dogs barking the whole night. But eventually, when the whole world was quiet, I closed my eyes and began to drift off. Suddenly, there was a loud banging and knocking sound on my front door. I rolled out of my bed, grabbed my phone, squinted at the screen and saw it was past 11 am. I quickly grabbed my gown, wrapped my body in it and then walked to the front door. I opened it and found Adam standing there in his light blue tank top, an odd shade of orange shorts and his flip-flops, which showed his disgustingly shaped toenails. “Do you not own a mo
His Maid 17: Happy Mood
I reached Dominic’s house, and I found him standing in the living room, with his arms folded over his chest angrily and a very angry expression on his face. “You’re awfully late!” he groaned. “Yes, I know. I am so sorry. There was an issue at home that is still trying to be sorted out.” I tried to explain as quickly as possible.“I don’t care, Homer.” he groaned.He walked into the house, and I followed behind him until I went into the tiny bedroom to change. I quickly jumped out of my jeans and blouse and into my maid uniform. That day, I did not dress up slowly lest one of those perverted guards casually strutted their way inside. After dressing up, I walked out of the room to find Dominic. I found him standing in the kitchen sipping a glass of water. “Okay, no touching the office and the red room,” he said. I nodded and remained standing in front of him. “Maybe today, try not to break any dishes or pour water,” he added on. “Rebecca is not around today; she is not doing well.
His Maid 18: Ain't she a beauty?
I stood there, confused. I mean, it could be other things too, but it could also be the whole thing of his stories disappearing. “Oh yes, Homer?” he called out“Yes?” I replied “Could you please clean my bedroom? It is very messy again.” he sighed “Okay,” I answered and carried off my supplies. He asked nicely; he did not bark at me for not adding the ‘sir’ at the end of my response. He was in such a good mood, and it disgusted me. Was it his birthday? Was he going out on a date? Did he hit the jackpot or with the lottery? I had all these thoughts spiralling in my head, wondering why he would suddenly be in such a good mood out of nowhere. I reached the bedroom and found it as messy as expected. He had clothes thrown everywhere, his bed was not laid, and there was an expected puddle of water in the bathroom. Was he trying to turn his bathroom into a swimming pool or something? This time, there was something different. There was a laptop on his large messy bed. I walked over to
His Maid 19: Sunday
It was now Sunday morning, and I was back in my crappy apartment. The heating of my water had been miraculously fixed, and I had been able to take more than enough showers. I was able to pay Adam a little money with whatever Dominic had been offering me; everything seemed pretty good except for my dusty apartment. I was sitting in bed, scrolling through my very slow phone, when it suddenly vibrated in my hands. Someone was calling me. An unknown number was calling me. I hesitated to pick it up, so I stared at it for a while, hoping it would eventually stop ringing, but it did not. “Hello?” I answered worriedly as I placed the phone on my ear. “Homer…” a familiar male voice groaned “Dominic?” I asked in shock “I think you meant to say, Sir Dominic Hall,” he replied irritatedly “Sorry…” I wondered why he was calling me on a Sunday morning. “What are you doing today?” he queried “Uhm… nothing in particular. It’s Sunday. I was going to go to the mall, do shopping, maybe bake a ca
His Maid 20: VIP Guest
I froze. It was always about a guest when he would suddenly order me to clean up quickly. Was it Ruby? Was it Sadie? Was it Rebecca? Was it another female?We had reached the kitchen, and there was a slim and short woman standing by one of the countertops. She had an apron and a chef’s hat under her black outfit that looked like surgical scrubs. A chef? A caterer? Who was this special guest?“Homer, meet Winston, Winston, meet Homer.” Dominic said as he pointed around, “Homer, I need this kitchen squeaky clean as soon Winston is done with here.” He walked out of the kitchen, and I stood there, puzzled. I looked at this lady pouring things into a bowl, whisking them, and then running to another end of the kitchen to pick something else, then back to her gigantic bowl. “Hey, I am Harper Holmes.” I cleared my throat and tried to start a conversation“So, he also gets your name wrong.” she laughed “I am Ari Wilson.” So, I wasn’t the only one that had to deal with him calling me anoth
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