Chapter Twenty-one: Who's keeping score?

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So that was chapter twenty, I hope you guys enjoyed it. Let me tell you, you better be ready for this chapter and twenty-two! With that said, let's gooo!

Song:Fire By: Barns Courtney

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I know what you're thinking, did Zemke and I do the deed? No, we didn't, you nosy bastards. But we did do other things...That's all I'm giving you! The next morning when I made my way downstairs, I saw, yeah you guessed it. Mr. Richy rich.

"Hey!" I say happily and try to walk past him, but he wasn't having it.

"You really think it's ok to just, leave for a whole week and just come back?!" He says too calmly.

"Actually I never planned on coming back, you can thank Zemke and Samuel for that," I roll my eyes.

"Trust me, I already have. Plus considering you disobeyed..."

"Ah, ah, ah, let me cut you off right there mister. You never ordered me to stay in the house that day," I smile and it grows wider when I see him scowl.

"It's ok champ, better luck next time," I tell him and give him a slight pat on the back and make my way to the kitchen.

"Have you seen Zemke?" Jack asks from behind me and I blush.

"No, why?" I ask. I haven't seen him, since he left early this morning.

"Usually he's by my side at this hour but, never mind, maybe he has slept in due to how chasing and searching you greatly exhausted him." Jack scoffs and I hold in a smile. Oh I exhausted him alright!

"Sorry sir, I went to get you some coffee, the servant who usually does it, had to leave due to a family emergency," Zemke says.

"Thank you," Jack says as he goes and takes the cup. Zemke's eyes meet mine and he gives me a little smile. I return it and then look shyly away when I feel a blush make its way to my cheeks. I then slightly scowl, why am I blushing, and since when do I look away shyly? I really need to get my act together before Jack senses something.

"What no smart remark?" Jack asks with a smirk.

"You wouldn't know a smart remark if it was shoved up your as- I mean butt," I laugh when he scowls and continue my way to the kitchen.

"Now, we need to talk about your little eight day vacation," Jack says.

"So what do you want to know? Where I've been, what I have been up to, oh how about none of your frick fracking business?!" I roll my eyes and smile slightly when I think of my friend Lilith. She hates cursing so she would always say things like, frick fracking. I wonder where she is now, I haven't seen her in what, a year!?

"Glad to see you're no longer cursing," he says and I roll my eyes as we enter the kitchen and I look around for some grub.

"Yeah, yeah, now what do you want?" I ask and go to make some, what was this oatmeal?

"Actually I want you to come with me to work today and what are you going to do with that granola?" He asks.

"There's no way I'm going to work with you, and I'm going to eat it, duh!" I say and reach my hand in and pop a couple of pieces in my mouth.

"You are going with me, it's an order and stop eating it like that, get a bowl or..."

"Nah I'm done, so where are you taking me Mr. Richy rich?" I tease as I put the granola back.

"I'll tell you when you're ready. No go and wash up. Clothes are waiting for you on the bed. Hurry, I have to be there at least an hour early," he says and I scowl but find myself heading up anyways.

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