The Caregiver

SEVEN

{ MONICA ARTHUR}

Monica was exhausted to say the least from touring this humongous home, to cooking on updated appliances and now putting her belongings away.

Color coordinating was one thing she loved to do when it came to her clothes. Whites with whites, blues with blues and so on. Many people would find it odd but it gave her peace.

As Monica was going through one of her many bags, she noticed a pink envelope in her suitcase, beyond confused Monica grabbed the envelope and read it.

"To my moni, I will have you back soon."

Monica looked at the horribly written note and threw it in frustration. First thing tomorrow morning she was going back to the police station, she knew she would have time seeing as Ms. Rosa was not a morning person.

Monica once again begin to cry, not understanding why she could never catch a break, she felt tired and alone.

Reaching over to her nightstand she grabbed her antidepressants and popped the prescribed amount.

Swallowing the pills, she hung her head low trying to calm her nerves.

"You ok" . She heard, scaring the absolute shit out of her. Looking up she saw Dominic standing in all his handsome glory, the things she would do to this man.

"Why do you care, It doesn't seem like you're one to care? I thought you didn't like me". Monica asked truthfully.

"Usually I don't care but right now I do . I do like you Monica, more than you think but all we did was meet eachother , you have yet to know me". Dominic answered with a lazy smile.

Snickering Monica answered "I guess you're right. Thank you for asking , it's just some stuff going on for me, I don't want to talk about it right now, if that's all right but thank you Dominic".

The last thing Monica wanted to do was tell Dominic anything , she didn't want to bring anyone into her bullshit. She was better left dealing with it on her own.

Monica hesitantly placed her hand on Dominic's thigh giving it a friendly pat. Looking up at Dominic , her pretty brown eyes already looking into his pretty green ones.

She noticed him leaning forward and before anyone could stop what was happening, they kissed.

As the kiss got more heated Monica straddled Dominic's lap, now chest to chest she brought her manicured fingers to his hair and began to run her hands through it.

Dominic pushed Monica's body closer to his, his hands bunching up the end of her orange tank top. His hands had a mind of their own now going low, squeezing her fat ass.

Coming up for air , Monica blushed hardly, her lips matching Dominic's swollen ones.

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do that".

Monica laughed tilting her head back. Monica began to grow confused with Dominic, the first time they met he seemed like he was anything but interested in her and now here they are kissing.

"How come when we first met you barely liked me? Now you all up on a sista".

Dominic found Monica very amusing from the way she did things to the way she said things. She was such a unique character to him.

Dominic laughed. " I never said I didn't like you, you just assumed".

"Boy!, assume my ass you were a little mean to me, I thought I was going to quit before I started working".

" that's just me. I have to be that way, I want you to know how serious working for me is, plus that's me at work and that's for anyone that works for me so don't feel targeted"

Monica understood what Dominic meant. Professionalism was always key in the workplace.

"I should go to bed". Dominic stated. Monica's mind was all over the place, she wanted to ask him to stay but thought that it would be too fast.

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"In the suitcase? When was he let in?"

Fuming wasn't the word to describe Monica. She'd been at the police station far too long talking to police officers that weren't any damn help.

"Sir, I would never just let him in, he got into my apartment that is what I am trying to tell you, I am being stalked! I showed you the messages and now this shit".

"Ok, give me the note and your phone, i will have the messages printed on paper and give this evidence to my department but nothing will happen fast because we still don't have enough"

Monica made her way back to Dominic's home. Pulling into the stone driveway she noticed his car was gone.

Checking the time on the clock she seen it was 9:30 a. m., she began to cook breakfast for Ms. Rosa before waking her up.

Back upstairs Monica, opened Rosa's door seeing the old lady still sleeping, it now being 10:08 a. m.

"Ms. Rosa! Time to wake". Shaking ms. Rosa awake Monica grabbed the pills off the dresser. "Goodmorning Ms. Rosa, it's time to eat".

Rosa set up in her bed and stretched. Grabbing her water bothe she swallowed the medicine Monica had in her hand.

"Thank you, sweetie. Alright I'm up". After helping Ms. Rosa do her morning routine the pair headed downstairs.

Monica decided to cook something on the fresh side, now knowing of Ms. Rosa's condition she didn't want to give her too much food, that didn't help her body.

Setting down the fruit salad, eggs and turkey bacon, Rosa began to eat. Loving the taste of the scrumptious food. She took a sip of the raspberry tea Monica made it was truly divine.

It was a cold rainy day, so the last thing Rosa wanted to do was go outside, the ladies stayed in watching Ms. Rosa's favorite telenovela's and doing word puzzles.

As the day went on Monica remembered to give Rosa her medicine everytime before she ate. Now , Rosa was peacefully sleeping taking her afternoon nap.

Hearing a knock on the door. Monica paused her movie, setting her popcorn on the couch and walked towards the door to open it.

When the door was finally open, there stood a woman on the opposite side with a scowl on her face when she saw Monica.

"Who in the fuck are you?"

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Another chapter for my loves!

Hope yall liked! I'm so tired yall so with that being saidddd...................

GOOOOOOD NIGHT