Hours of cleaning the entire house, it still looks dirty. I get like this when I'm anxious or worried. One time I scrubbed the floor so much, I could literally see my reflection on the floor. The whole house smelled like bleach & scented candles. Michael literally slept in the attic that day. I turned the AC on because I wouldn't risk opening the windows or doors. This Zomnique could be watching me. Watching me become a cleaning freak in the middle of the day. Learning all my weaknesses to use against me. The look on Prince's face when I told him about her replayed in my head. He was mortified, it was scary. She must has this effect on people. I wasn't too surprised that he knew her. He knows everybody. What has this woman done to these men?
My babies, my poor babies. They're the reason why I'm cleaning this way. I'm extremely worried about them. Prince said he would find them and bring them back to me. It seems like forever. I feel like a bad parent. I hope they're safe and unharmed. God knows what I would do if something happened to them.
"God, protect me at all cost including my babies. I love them so much" I said out loud. A quick prayer should calm my nerves down.
I put down the scrubbing brush & stood up from the wet floor. My pants were wet and so as my shirt. I took off my shirt only leaving me in my bra and damp pants. The door bell rung, I went to the door.
"Who is it?"
"Its me!" A voice said. I looked through the peephole to see Melissa standing at the door. She was chewing on gum with her hands on her hips.
I unlocked the door letting in the impatient Melissa. "Girl! Where have you been? You didn't come in this morning and your customers have been asking for you all day today!" Melissa exclaimed.
"I called in sick" I locked the door again.
"You don't look sick" She folded her arms across her chest.
"Its complicated, Melissa" I went in the kitchen to get some water. I need a break from cleaning.
"If you didn't feel like coming in today, just say that. You ain't got to lie too me" She srunched up her nose & immediately covered her nose "Girl! Did you commit a murder or something? It smells like bleach with a mix of Vanilla."
"I was doing some cleaning."
"Some cleaning?" She scoffed "You don't need to be an bank accountant. You need to be a house maid at some rich old guys mansion."
I chuckled "Is everything alright at the bank?"
"Yes, everything is alright. But some lady came in asking for you. She wouldn't talk to no one else expect you."
"Who is she?"
"She wouldn't give out her name."
Maybe its Zomnique! She was probably trying to see me again. I'm so glad I called in sick today. I don't think I wouldn't handle her today. Not after what happened last night between me & Michael. I don't know what came over me.
"Probably another one of those obsessive customers" I lied.
"Well, you are the best at what you do" She complimented.
The house phone rang interrupting our discussion. I picked it up immediately.
"Hello?"
"I found them, Holli" Prince voice made my nerves calm all the way down.
"Ah, thank you Prince! Your such a good friend. Where were they?"
"At a football game at some high school downtown. They said they had your permission to go."
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