2 weeks later
I stumbled quickly into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. Rubbing my tired eyes
I moved my hair behind me ear, it cascading down my back.
Yawning I looked into the small grungy mirror. Damn, I could do with a hair brush. Looking around the small room under the mirror I saw the draw I was looking for amongst 8 others. I still dont know why there is so many, its not like any of us have any belongings to place inside.
Opening the draw it got caught on the sides, giving a loud creak as I urged it to come out. "stupid piece of shit" I mumbled annoyed using both hands to try and yank it open. Once it finally opened enough for me to get inside of it I grabbed a hold of my hair brush.
Pulling the brush through my hair trying to untangle the knots that had formed over night I winced every time my hair got caught.
When I was satisfied that i got most of the knots out I placed the hairbrush back inside the draw not bothering to close it.
Using a hair tie, I loosely tied my hair into a quick low ponytail, strands of hair already falling out hanging by the sides of my face.
I sighed looking at myself in the mirror. Ever since i started to work here i was forced to wear the compulsory maid attire. I had on a tight fitting sleeveless plain black dress that flared out at the waist. It came to about mid thigh and was accompanied by a white waist apron.
I brought my hands behind my back to tighten the bow of my apron. When I finished a loud knock on the door made me flinch in suprise.
"Are you done yet? there are others more important than you that need the bathroom" an impatient high pitched voice stated harshly. With a roll of my eyes I opened the door coming face to face with a blonde haired maid, Mandy. Or bitchy barbie, as we like to call her.
"Oh, I'm so sorry" i said with fake sympathy putting emphasise on the word so. I placed a hand to my mouth "I didn't know your royal pain in the ass needed to use the bathroom" I said in the most bimbo voice I could muster.
She gasped, eyes glaring with hatred. She went to say something, mouth opening and then closing. But instead she simply sneered at me, pushed past me harshly and into the bathroom locking the door behind her.
I snickered replaying the look on her face in my head.
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Walking down the hallway I smoothed down my apron on my lap neatly and stood up tall.
The hallway was quite long, the walls were covered in a dark red wallpaper with round lights at the bottom of each side illuminating the way.
My black 4 inch heels clicked against the shiny wooden floorboards, the noise piercing through the silence. I made my way past many doors, all of them closed.
I sighed deeply watching my feet, left..right..left. It was the same routine everyday, get out of bed, get dressed, walk down this extremely long hallway and be made to do whatever is asked of me.
The end of the hallway finally ended as I stepped out of the doorway onto the balcony that curved around the main room, stairs on either side leading to the huge wooden front door below me at the beginning of the entrance. I stared at it, it urging me to run down the stairs and outside, to finally be free.
But I know that couldn't possibly happen, master can see and hear everything. He has eyes all around us. I would know, because I learnt the hard way.
Flashback- 2 weeks ago, Day 1~
Opening the bedroom door, i peered left and right down the hallway seeing noone in sight. It looks clear, nows my chance.
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Подростковая литератураEverything's changed. Nothing is quite as it seems. I'm Keira, I'm 16 years old and my purpose is to survive, and from what? Well thats just it, noone really knows who they are, or where they come from...