Kiss Me, Connor Kenway

Tankards and Flower Crowns

I don't understand why I am still here. I sit around in the manor all day barely keeping up with the chores. The ladies of the homestead will come over almost everyday to keep me company, but lately, I've been barely listening to them anymore. Sometimes even Dr. White will come to check on my health and inform me that I should be eating more and he makes comments on how I've been losing weight too quickly. Some days I'll just lay in bed all day and because of this, I think Prudence or Warren comes over to feed the animals and brush the horse. There are other days where I'll just wander through the house or sit at the steps of the stairs and wait for the door to open, hoping Connor will come walking through so I can confront him. The girls will force me to get up and go on tedious, petty walks, trying to make conversation with me. There are days where I will contribute, and others where I just don't feel like it. Sometimes the girls will have to drag me out of bed and help me with chores around the house. I know that their intentions are good, but after a while, I hate being treated like a child.

Today was one of those days where it was past noon time and I heard one of the girls enter the house. I slowly rolled over on my side and took my pillow and covered it over my head. I counted the number of steps the person took to get upstairs. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen. Now that they are at the top of the stairs, it takes 4 paces to walk over to my room. One, two, three, four. Now here comes the door, gently creaking open. Slowly the hinges whined until I heard a soft voice speak.

"Mikaela? Are you awake?" It was Prudence. I groaned to let her know I heard her. She approached my bed and sat down next to me. I felt her hand rub my back gently with the warmth of a mother's touch.

"It's time to get up." She softly encouraged. I rolled my eyes, let out another groan, and held the pillow tighter to my head. I felt her hand hesitate on my back, but she continued to lovingly rub.

"How are you feeling today?"

"What do you think?" I snapped. Although I was annoyed by her question, I still felt guilty for getting upset with her.

I heard her sigh in response and felt her get up from the bed. "That's enough." I heard her say right before she pulled the covers off of me.

I threw the pillow off from my head and sat up. "Prudence!" I yelled, mouth open at her sudden impatience.

"If you want to act like a child, then I shall treat you as I do with Hunter."

"What the hell, Prudence. Leave me alone! I'm not a child!" After yelling that, I soon heard more people enter the house.

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"Fuck me..." I muttered under my breath. I rolled my eyes once more and shook my head.

"Mikaela, stop with all that foul language!" Ellen scolded me.

"No matter how many times you tell her that, Ellen, she's never going to stop." Myriam reminded her.

"Can you all just leave me alone? I don't want to see anyone today." I spat back at them.

"If you think we are leaving you alone in this state, then I'm sorry, but you're going to be very disappointed." Prudence said.

"I have been disappointed for a month and a half now." I murmured out, hugging my knees closer to my chest, averting my eyes away from the trio.

"Connor will be back soon, I promise." Ellen came closer to try and hold my hands.

"And how can you promise that, Ellen, hmm?" She retracted her hands back, slightly intimidated. Everyone looked at each other with concern.

"How can any of you promise me that?" I scooted to the edge of the bed and stood up and walked out of the room, pushing my way past Myriam and Ellen.