His Housemaid

Chapter 12

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 Justin's POV
  I was beyond pissed. I didn't mean to come off as rude when I warned Nicolette to stay away from William. I just couldn't control my temper and acted before thinking. I know I've done worst than that to her and that she probably hates me. But what was I to do?

It's like I hate her and then there are times when I feel like defending and protecting her especially during times when she is being bullied. But my reputation is at stake if I act on my thoughts and instincts.

  But I can't help but hurt her instead of protecting her. The guilt hits me hard anytime I am horrible to her and yet, I keep on doing it. At first I thought that if she hates me everything would be okay but I guess I thought wrong. Now that she hates me I feel like shit.

  All those times I said those horrible words to her was to actually convince me that that was exactly what she is. I meant none of them. And then it got to the time where I dissed her just to make her hate me. Reminiscing I recall my mother's  words to me the after  week she came to stay with us.
 
                   *Flashback*
  My attention diverted from the sports show I was watching immediately after Nicolette entered the dinning hall. The hall was just a big and spacious rooms divided into two parts; the dinning hall and the main hall itself. I was seated on the couch watching TV when she entered. Nicolette had offered to make dinner today since mom had a presentation at work the next day.

  Her long black hair was in a ponytail that swished behind her anytime she moved. Apparently I stared for too long because when my attention went back to the TV, I saw mom staring at me through my peripheral vision. My cheeks warmed at the idea of me being caught by my mom gawking at a girl. I wasn't necessarily a shy person until it comes to my mom. Picking up my tattered grandeur I stalk off to my room.
Knowing my mom, it wouldn't take long before she's hear to pull my legs. Landing on the bed with a 'thump' i wait for my mom to grace me with her sophisticated presence.

  It didn't take long before there was a well awaited knock resounding from my door.

She entered when I replied with a loud 'come in'.
In came my dear mother with a teasing and mischievous glint emitting from her vibrant grey orbs. There was a slight smirk plasted on her lips if you looked closely.
She grimaced at the sight of my room. It wasn't really my fault the room was messy. I couldn't find my varsity jacket that I later discovered under my sink in my bathroom. Don't ask me how it got there. She sat on my bed and cleared her throat.

  "So ... ,she trailed.
 
  Copying her tactics just to annoy her I repeated the exact thing she did.
Seeing we were getting nowhere, she cut straight to the chase.

  "She's pretty, isn't she?"
Pretending to be oblivious I morphed my facial expression into one of naivety.

  "Who is?"

"Don't pretend to be naive. You know who exactly I'm talking about." She ground out exasperatedly.

Sighing defeatedly I nodded with a small smile on my face.

  "She is." I squeaked. Mom immediately sat up and squealed like a female teenager who just encountered her crush.

  "So ... what do you think you should do?" She questioned with an eyebrow raised.

  "Nothing mom, nothing" I said voice coated with nonchalance.
 
With a roll of her eyes she got up and exited my room muttering about how boring I her son is and blah,blah,blah. Nicolette's pretty though. Pin straight black hair, blue eyes, tan skin and pink lips. Definitely the looker. From what I've  noticed, she doesn't talk much an and keeps to herself. maybe-- I was interrupted by mom poking her  head through my door.

" You should tell her" with those words she departed leaving me an over thinking mess. I wouldn't mind having her as mine though.

  I had decided then and there to make a move but stopped when my dad made and announcement one week later. He had decided to let Nicolette stay with us as our maid except she hasn't restricted much as most housemaids are. I noticed one strange thing though, I expected Nicolette to be sad,disappointed or whatever but she actually looked quite happy and content with her new life.

  I felt suspicious at first but let it go after sometime. That was when I decided to let her go- not that I had her in the first place or anything. I couldn't possibly date my maid. Hell no. There was too much at stake and I couldn't risk it.

                     *Flashback over*

                               A/N
I know you guys are pissed AF and I'm so sorry. School had me wrapped all around her little fat finger. And I've got exams to write too. Updates may not be frequent as expected(not that they were anyway hehehe) but I'll try my possible best.

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