CHAPTER 5: GRACEFUL MAID

The room became quiet, after they left.

Stella was groaning and grunting in pain. She touched her stomach, and she could feel the numbness radiating around her womb. For another two hours she wouldn't stop bleeding. The blood was pooling more and more around her legs. 

"I will always remember the trauma that she caused me today," thought Stella. This was all caused by her cruel and evil stepmother. Her insane obsession of jealousy. 

Another hour went by and an elderly maid came running down the stairs. Rushing to her care. The elderly maid tended to her for a whole week. Giving her medications and heating pads to help ease her suffering. 

When Stella woke up there was no more blood. She didn’t have to wear the pads anymore.

“Thank you,” said Stella.

“You’re welcome," said the elderly maid. 

“What’s your name?”

“Grace.”

“Oh, thank you Grace.”

“Don’t mention it. I- I didn’t do much.”

“Oh, no. You have done plenty. You stayed with me through my darkest hours.”

Grace clenched her fist tightly and had some tears shimmering in her eyes.

“What- What’s wrong?” asked Stella.

“Nothing,” said Grace, wiping away the tears.

“Oh.” Stella thought it was odd for an elderly maid to even cry for her. For no one cares for her but her mother. But this woman. This stranger took care of her and nearly shed some tears for her. What an odd, but caring woman. 

“Well, I got some good and bad news,” sniffed Grace.

Stella frowned. “Well, I’m afraid to hear to either one.”

Grace laughed. “Well, tell me child, which one do you want to hear first?”

Stella bit her lower lips.

“Don’t bite your lips. You will make it chap more.”

Stella gasped. Those were words… Those exact words was what her mother used to say to her. “Um, what did you say?” she asked, wanting to hear it again.

“Nothing.”

“Oh,” said Stella, disappointed.

Grace chuckled and said, “My granddaughter does that a lot too. It’s a bad habit of hers.”

Stella had a look of sadness on her face. She was hoping that her mother was still alive. And those words were passed onto Grace to give to her. Giving her a message that her mother was still doing well wherever she was.

“Just the slightest chance, or any signs of hope that mother is alive would be nice,” thought Stella. But knowing how evil and wicked her stepmother is, she probably wouldn’t let her mother survive. Her stepmother’s jealous is out of control that she probably did have her father killed her mother.

Stella wept as she thought that her mother had finally had peace. She was set free. Free from all the burden of abuse and torture.

“Mother would you be better in heaven, or would you be happy staying here with me?” she wept quietly.

Stella remembers her mother constantly crying from the bullying of her stepmother. And how every night her father would come and take her mother away. She wouldn’t come back until the early morning. She would be all tired and exhausted. She would sleep throughout the day to get the rest she needed. What an exhausting life her mother lived.

“So, which is it?” asked Grace, breaking into Stella’s thoughts.   

“Sorry,” said Stella, wiping away her tears.

“That’s alright.”

“What’s the bad news?” asked Stella, straightening herself.

“Well, the bad news is you have your first period. So, it was heavy and painful. And?”

Stella gasped. “What there’s more?” she thought.

Grace looked at her and tilted her head. “Yes, there’s more.”

“Oh, go on,” said Stella, clearing her throat.

“Well, it could go both ways for this next one.”

“Oh- What is it?”

“Your vaginal walls is somewhat deviated.”

“Deviated?”

“Yes. Meaning that your walls are now somewhat curved. Not fully, but a part of it. Especially at the tip where the tip of the shoe hit you.” Grace was pointing to her stomach.

“What does that mean.”

“The end of the part where your vaginal walls is, it’s curved in from the kick. So, meaning that it’s tight around that area. Right before your cervix is.”

“Oh, is that bad?”

“Well, not really.”

“So?”

“Meaning that there will be immense friction.”

“Wouldn’t that be painful?” questioned Stella, looking worried.

“No, because your vaginal walls is thick, so you got the roughness there to protect you. And you do have juices to keep you lubricated.”

“Oh. Then what’s the good news.”

“Means that you will have great sex with whomever you decided to do it with.”

“What?”

“You heard me.”

“How is that good news?”

“Well, it just means you will have great pleasures.”

“Oh. I guess. If that’s what you say.”

Grace chuckled at her. “You will understand in time when you find the right one.”

BOOM! The door kicked open to the wine cellar.

Stella’s father was at the top of the stairs panting heavily.

“What- What are you doing here?” asked Grace.

Stella was confused by Grace’s pale face.

Her father came down the stairs and grabbed her by the arms. “You said you be here for a few days only, and it’s been a week.”

“Please, she needed me to take care of her.”

“Well, it looks like she’s better now, so get back upstairs and do your job. YOUR JOB. No more resisting either!”  

Stella thought it was strange how her father was acting this way towards an elderly woman.

“Please-"

"A deal is a deal."

"Alright, but I beg you... she’s right there,” whispers Grace.

“I don’t care. I waited long enough.” Her father gripped Grace’s face and tilted it to him. “You know I don’t go more than two days without having you. AND I gave you five extra days. The days you should be spending with me!" exclaimed her father. Her father was panting as if he was in much need, like he was in heat and ready to mate. 

Stella gasped as her father was also sleeping with this elderly maid. She was surprised, for this woman is old. Older than any woman who’s working there. She looked to be in her sixties. An aged woman with a soft and beautiful voice. Just like her mother.

“Okay. Let me- Let me get upstairs and get ready.” 

“Hurry up. I can’t wait any longer.” Her father rushed the elderly maid up the stairs and closed the door shut.

Grace never turned back to look at Stella. 

That was the first and last time she ever saw the maid.

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