Saving Brownie

Saving Brownie

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Georgia Brooks, the notorious, troublesome tomboy is the caretaker of Clark Brown, the mysterious, cold man who is an undercover billionaire. Georgia's motive is to uncover him and just make him happy. But what when secrets are revealed and the badass tomboy is close to tears? Join them on this rocky road of adventures which includes their occasional fights and revenge, stolen kisses, trip to a circus, journey to England, landing in jail and much more! Excerpt from a chapter : His lips curled in disdain and just when he was about to unwrap the towel, I quickly turned around showing my back to him. What the fucking hell? What if I saw his thing? "Don't you care? Like honestly, couldn't you just order like your usual self to get the hell out of your bedroom or just . . . turn around for you to change? You could have at least warned me that you were freeing your willy, I would have closed my eyes!" I rambled and felt myself feeling all jittery again. He didn't reply and I could mentally picture him scoffing or rolling his pretty eyes. A part of me which never saw a grown man's buddy down there was curious as to how it looked. Was it really long and monstrous like a huge sausage they describe in erotic scenes? Was it soft like a banana or hard like a radish? Was is it like spring that when you poke it, it would go wagging like a dog's tail? A teeny little peek would do no harm . . .

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Chapter 1

Prologue

[Please read the author's note at the end]

"What does the fox say---"

"You lazy ass! Clean the damn carpet and shove it downstairs!"

I heard the faint voice of my mum coming from the kitchen. I quickly removed my headphones and threw them on the ground in a heap. That dusty, old Chinese carpet hadn't been cleaned in ages but nobody cared about it, except my dear mum. She was distracting me from my extremely vital job which needed a tremendous amount of focus and concentration.

I was trying to do acrobatics by hanging on my mother's long, red, silky scarf, which was suspended from a hook on the ceiling. I was high up from the floor and it was a risk, but it was fun. Yes, seriously I needed a mental check or whatever, but I truly wished to perform in a circus one day. Girls generally of my age had sexual fantasies, but my fantasy was merely to get into a circus which was surreal. I just wanted to make people happy.

"And who would do the laundry? Your d---"

"Ah . . . I will do it later! Stop bugging me!" I shouted back.

I tried to get higher up and freed one of my legs that had gotten entangled in the scarf, but my desperate attempts to show some acrobatic skills proved to be futile. I pulled the scarf further down and before I realized my stupidity, due to my hefty self, I went crashing down on the floor.

If only I had landed on the floor with a broken neck, that would have been a relief. But to my astonishment, along came a slab of hard ceiling cement with a loud thud. And I was in one piece, if not considering the sharp pain erupting from my butt.

My mum and dad came rushing into my room with dad nearly knocking down the door. They looked around and gasped in shock. Both of them were absolutely stunned and I smiled sheepishly.

* * *

After my little act and an hour of argument, we all gradually gathered in the dining room. I was quietly sipping tea and dad was busy reading the newspaper. I did not dare utter a word after what happened earlier this evening. Mum and dad were truly disappointed, but they still couldn't believe that I was hanging on a thin cloth. At first they thought I attempted suicide, but they shook those thoughts away when they realized a happy soul like me had no reason to end my life.

"What happened to this Georgia? Did the rats chew this off?" my mum asked and I looked up. She was holding my old, pastel blue shirt. It had a wide hole near the chest area. I couldn't tell her the truth since it was a long story. I had helped a gay couple elope a few days ago since their family didn't accept them. I was engrossed in all their activities like planning their wedding and honeymoon to make them happy.

While I was running to get the wedding attire, I tripped over the couple's nasty cat and it pounced over me. I freaked out and in my courageous battle with the cat, it scratched my shirt and that was how this wide hole was created.

"Why have you sealed your mouth shut, Georgia? Did your chest suddenly swell up and your boobs burst out?"

"What?" I choked on my tea and the liquid spilled from my mouth like a fountain. It was all over the table and water was streaming like a river down my nose. Dad peeked through the newspaper and awkwardly cleared his throat.

"Mom! Seriously? You've got no chill."

"Then what should I say when you are lying to your own parents? I know you were the one who helped Tweek and Craig to elope. See darling, your case is solved," she turned around and informed dad. I shuddered in fear. Nobody in the town knew that I was the culprit. Not that my parents or anybody were against same-sex marriages, but the family of the couple had filed a case. And my dad was a cop. It just made matters more complicated considering how mischievous I was.

Dad didn't say anything and sighed wearily. My mum threw the shirt on the couch and combed her silky hair. She was a quirky and a cool mum. She was quite young compared to other mothers since she had my brother at the tender age of sixteen with my dad.

It was surprising to discover that they were still so much in love even after so many decades. My friends envied me for my picture perfect parents.

"You should never lie honey. It isn't wise to meddle into unnecessary topics that isn't appropriate for your age. Just watch You tube videos and learn to twerk till your heart's content like the other kids."

"Nobody does that! I'm seventeen, I'm not a kid anymore," I protested and scowled at her.

"Then stop acting like you are one. I'm seriously tired of your antic ways," she said and glanced at her watch. "Now forget about this and get ready. We'll be late for the award ceremony."

"How can I forget about this? You never understand me! I was not being childish. I just want to entertain and make people happy---"

"You didn't really make your parents happy by hanging onto that cloth. You have done enough Georgia, I don't want to hear from you anymore. Just get up and come with me."

"I'm not going anywhere!" I snapped at her and ran upstairs. I knew how much this award ceremony meant to her. She was awarded for her philanthropy as well as for her miracle that she did in the medical field. She was a surgeon and she lead an operation which was highly risky. But by God's grace, everything went well and she was successful.

This was rare in the medical history, she proved her senior specialized doctors and everybody wrong. She was also donating money for charity to the orphans from years and had taken no credit. So the people of the town collectively decided to honor her since she deserved it.

I knew I was acting like a brat by just ditching her but I was hurt. I wanted her understand me, to not see me as an immature child. She probably did now because of how I behaved earlier.

I gathered all my painting materials and randomly started throwing colours on the canvas board. When I was angry, I painted. The outcome of my fury was always a bright, colourful picture. I mumbled all my frustrated thoughts and painted till my hands ached. The door creaked open, but I didn't bother to look. I was far too engrossed in my painting. I was consumed in my self-loathing, self-pity thoughts.

"I'm going honey, please come with me. I'm sorry for arguing with you. Please come, I need your support."

I turned around and saw my mum at the door. I dropped my paintbrush and marched towards her. She looked beyond gorgeous in a strapless dark, red gown. The border had dainty filigreed glow-like effect. Her hair was pulled back into small curls. She wore a magnificent thin diamond with ruby studded gem necklace and paired it with sparkling diamond earrings.

She looked beautiful, but I didn't tell her. Instead, I slammed the door shut.

* * *

I was being too cruel. The repentance of my actions was gnawing me in the inside. I knew very well how much this award ceremony meant to her. Dad didn't go either because he was urgently called for work. I swallowed the large lump formed in my throat. Mum didn't really understand me, but at the same time I was a pretty complicated human being. Nobody really understood me. Even I couldn't figure out my strange behavior at times. Why was I so, ugh, disgusting?

Mum was going to give a speech and she was really nervous about it. She had numerous moments of anxious doubts this morning and she wanted me to be there for her, I should have gone.

Hopefully, I could still make it there in time. Better late than never. I grabbed my skateboard and hopped downstairs before locking the door quickly and hurrying outside. My phone buzzed from my pocket and I glanced at it. I didn't call mum because she would have been driving. Thankfully, I received a text from her.

- Honey, please come. There is still some time. Your presence will make a difference. I'm waiting at the Macpie's.

I slid my phone into my pocket and off I went to the Macpie's. The restaurant wasn't far. I was whistling casually and waved at the old couple who lived down the street. They were selling the house and were going on a world tour, I would miss them. I wondered who in the future would occupy their house. I knew every nook and corner of this town since I was born and brought up here. Our family was quite popular because of my super cool parents and my infamous deeds. Dad claimed my mum responsible for my spoiled nature, but my mum knew that I wouldn't hurt anybody on purpose.

I arrived near the Macpie's, but I was blocked by a bunch of people. I got down from my skateboard and left it near the lamppost. I pushed through the crowd curiously. People were sweating and looked scared.

It was dark and I could see bright flashlights everywhere. The crowd was circling around something. I was shocked to encounter with a completely destroyed, unrecognizable car. A terrible accident must have occurred a few minutes ago. The men cautiously opened the door and pulled out a bleeding figure. They immediately pronounced the person dead. People gasped. The men pulled the person out and it was a lady, not just any lady, it was my mum.

* * *

IMPORTANT A/N :

This story is going to be light hearted, funny and weird- sometimes it may even come across as a parody so please don't continue reading

this if don't like such stuff.

[I wrote this when

I was fifteen, you can find better, mature works of mine on my profile. Please don't take anything seriously written in this book].

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67 Chapters
Prologue
[Please read the author's note at the end]"What does the fox say---""You lazy ass! Clean the damn carpet and shove it downstairs!"I heard the faint voice of my mum coming from the kitchen. I quickly removed my headphones and threw them on the ground in a heap. That dusty, old Chinese carpet hadn't been cleaned in ages but nobody cared about it, except my dear mum. She was distracting me from my extremely vital job which needed a tremendous amount of focus and concentration.I was trying to do acrobatics by hanging on my mother's long, red, silky scarf, which was suspended from a hook on the ceiling. I was high up from the floor and it was a risk, but it was fun. Yes, seriously I needed a mental check or whatever, but I truly wished to perform in a circus one day. Girls generally of my age had sexual fantasies, but my fantasy was merely to get into a circus which was surreal. I just wanted to make people happy."And who would do the laundry? Your d---""Ah . . . I will do it later!
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Sealing the Deal
O n e a n d h a l f m o n t h l a t e r"Mum?" I stood by the window and gazed at my mum. She was standing on the street as she waved at me, her figure was blurry yet looked so real. I climbed over the window, ready to jump at her since I just wanted to hug and hold her. I positioned myself on the roof and at that very moment the bell rang of my house, bringing me back to reality.My feet slipped but I quickly held on the nearby pipe to keep me stable and sighed loudly. I could have potentially broken some bones if I had jumped. Damn! I was imagining stuff again. I didn't tell this to anybody or people might send me to the asylum assuming that I had lost my leftover sanity.I cautiously crawled on the roof and hopped in my room. I went to the bathroom and opened the shelf. I popped the round colourful pill for headache and swallowed a glass full of water. Cold sweat trickled down my forehead and I heard the bell ring again. I quickly splashed some more water over my face and hurried
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Not So Pleasant First Meet
I followed Greta as she led me into the living room. The passage was dark, with creepy art pictures which were dull and boring. Pictures were meant to be full of colour and brightness, but everything was just the opposite. On normal circumstances, I would analyse the paintings and look carefully at the intricate designs and patterns, but these pathetic geometrical figures were no where near my ideas.Greta wore her cool shades and said, "Clark is upstairs in the corner, left room. He is probably taking a nap. Wake him up and do not let him out of your sight. He's a troubled child."I nodded and watched her disappear into the dark passage. I heard the door shut and sighed. The curtains hid all the light which would enter into the room. I pulled the curtains and smiled internally when the sun rays kissed my tanned skin.This house definitely was not a little kid's home. There were no milk bottles or toys to be seen around. I looked over the shelves and saw some bills. I read the name an
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The Violent Mess
"George, your friends are over here!" my dad shouted and I heard Kyle and Peaches' hurried footsteps on the stairs. They flung open the door of my room before I could even start making space for them in that messy hell. My stuff was strewn all over the place and I hadn't bothered to clean until my four year old friends made an entry.I didn't really know why I hung out with four year old, adorable kids but it was fun. They were from my neighbourhood and I used to babysit them when they were tiny. I realized that I enjoyed the company of these kids more than the grown up ones. They were always happy and never really salty. I was friends with more than half the population of my school, but they all were scared to be around me. They knew what trouble I caused, so they never really mingled with me much, although they would be nice to me all the time. That was just a façade and I loathed that.Besides, I preferred playing hide and seek over hanging out in the mall or a club and pretending
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Babysitting A Grown Dude
I slowly crawled behind the dark curtains to somehow reach Clark. He was still throwing random stuff here and there like a lunatic. I was shit scared, but I was paid to take care of him, wasn't I?I slid from behind the curtains and he sensed some movement behind him, for he suddenly stopped destroying all the articles. His whole right hand and the place where he stood was covered with blood. It was such a horrendous scene to witness. My legs wobbled and my hands were slightly trembling.At first, I thought of pouncing on him from behind and hold him tightly to prevent any further destruction. But when I pondered over my plan again, I realized that neither I had so much strength to hold Clark nor I would do so, since it would hurt him even more.I gulped in trepidation and took a step forward. He cocked his head slightly, but his back was facing me so I couldn't see his face. I shut my eyes and took two, long strides and stood a few feet away from him. He let go of the broken bottle a
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Drunk Duck's Assault
"Oh my god! What happened here?" Greta asked and was stunned by the whole mess in the living room."You came early? Well, I guess I can explain what really happened here. I know I'll be fired because of all this chaos, but at least pay me for today," I rambled and Greta rushed towards Clark to examine him. My mind was racing through all the terrible thoughts. What if she asked me to pay for the damage? That bitter excuse of a Brownie would be clearly taking revenge.But to my astonishment, Greta came and hugged me. "Oh, thank you honey. It was my fault, I assured you that Clark wouldn't do any harm. But he did, so I'm sorry. I never expected you to actually take great care of him.""I'll take that as a compliment," I said and smiled smugly. I helped Greta with all the stuff scattered on the floor and all the while Clark was shut in his room. After spending some time cleaning the floor, I stretched myself and yawned. "Greta, I should get going. I'm soo hungry and tired!""You can stay
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Miserable First Date
"You two can always go out, you know what I mean Clark?" Greta suggested him and I giggled unnecessarily. Clark was sprawled on the couch and I was lying sloppily on the cold floor. Greta stuffed things in her tote bag and looked at me. "I'm going for some work now, so come on honey, get up and take Clark along with you. Show him the town."I whined, "It's so hot outside . . . I'll probably get a heatstroke and die!""Nothing of that sort is going to happen. Besides, Clark will buy you icecream, won't you?" Greta said and Clark groaned. It seemed like he didn't want to be outside either. This made me want to go out and gobble up some free icecream just to annoy him. Before I could inform Greta about the change in my mood, she kicked us out of the house."Well then, we should just walk around and besides I have to buy some stuff from the grocery store. So let's go there," I stated and Clark nodded. While walking, I asked him, "You want to know the history of this town?"Clark looked ho
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A Real Bitch's Running After Me
We talked for hours and had lots of fun. I did not dare try any antics further and kept my hands only on food. Unfortunately, both fate and date were not on my side. I accidently bit my partner's middle finger thinking it was sausage. The rest of the night I ate salads and desserts to avoid any further embarrassment.I controlled the urge to burp and I was now waiting outside to find out who my date was. I leaned on the wall and tapped my feet impatiently. The waiter came out and I laughed awkwardly. "Please don't tell me you were my date.""No Madam, I just wanted to inform you that your date is the next person who walks out. He should be in his early twenties," he stated and disappeared into the restaurant. I fixed my wig and ran my hand over my lips to ensure that my lipstick wasn't smudged. I really wanted to change and look beautiful like a decent lady.I heard footsteps and I straightened my wrinkled shirt. I looked up and saw none other than Ian approaching me. He was dressed s
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The Whimsical Sketch
"How can you two be best friends? This is really a small world, isn't it? Wait . . . let me guess." I tapped my chin thoughtfully and glanced at Clark. His face was unreadable and stoic, but something was wrong, I could sense it. It seemed as if Clark wasn't pleased with what Ian had said about them being best buds."Aha! You both have faint British accent so you may know each other. Ian, you came from England to this town a few months ago and Clark just shifted over here, from England!" I punched my own palm in excitement and Ian chuckled. "I'm right, ain't I?"Ian nodded and I smiled in victory. I was such a genius to figure it out. I dug my hands into my pocket and my skin felt smooth, crisp money. I suggested them, "Guys, I'm damn hungry. Let's go for lunch at Macpie's. And don't worry, I'll pay for my own lunch.""Alright let's go," Ian replied. We both looked at Clark expectantly and he shrugged. So off we three musketeers went for lunch.* * *We were now sitting and waiting fo
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Brownie Can Talk!
A couple of days passed by and my usual routine was to eat and sleep. Also yes, taking care of Clark was another job. Greta insisted Clark and me to go out again and take some fresh air so that was what we planned.The entire evening I was going to hang out with Clark though he didn't seem much enthusiastic about this idea. On the other hand, I was extremely excited to irritate Clark. Greta threw us out of the comfort of the house once again and we ended up in Clark's car. Clark was driving and I sat beside him rambling about all the random news but not malicious gossips since I strongly detested that. He wasn't keen on replying, although he did nod his head occasionally, but did not divert his attention from the road.To my astonishment, he wasn't rude or tried to shut me up either. Instead, he listened to me obediently which made me suspicious of his intentions. Eventually, I became quiet because of the ridiculous change in Clark's behaviour. I chewed my upper lip and gazed out of t
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