Happily Ever After.... Yeah Right!!

Part 21

I was heading up the stairs when, "ALEXANDRA!!" rang through the house.

"Yes," was my automatic reply.

"Come to the kitchen, NOW!" Mrs. Jameson yelled in response.

I walked to the kitchen and sat down at the dining room table. Mrs. Jameson was standing at the counter with a cup of tea in her hands.

"What do you think you were up to after school? You have chores that you neglected to do. You didn't even tell me you were taking time off," Mrs. Jameson snarled, "And what do you think you were doing with that young gentleman in the driveway?"

"I am so sorry. I'll never do it again," I tried to reassure her.

"What will you never do again? Disobey me or see that young gentleman?" She asked, "Because I think you are no longer allowed time off which means no more time to visit your gentleman friend."

"What? You can't do that," I protested while standing up from my chair.

"Yes, I can. You want to know why? Because I am your guardian and mother; I have been since you were fourteen," she bellowed, "Now, go do your chores and homework. Think about what you've done."

Before I even saw it coming, I was giving a backhanded slap to the jaw, twice. My immediate response was to cringe and put a hand to my face.

I didn't have time to yell back because Mrs. Jameson had already left the room. I was left in the kitchen with a huge bruise forming and a slight cut from her ring. The cut had started to bleed and left blood dripping down my hand.

I stormed up the stairs to my room and as the door closed I couldn't hold my tears back. I had just ruined my life. I couldn't see Jonas anymore because I had been foolish enough to think that I was finally being treated like a real person and not like some servant.

After I was drained of all my tears, I got up and did my homework. I had finished my homework by about seven o'clock, so I started my chores. My chores consisted of watering the gardens, mowing the grass, folding laundry, vacuuming all of upstairs and much more. I had to skip supper to be able to do my chores.

By ten o'clock my chores and homework were all finished. I was able to sneak a banana out of the fruit bowl but that was it. I headed for my room and went to bed.

I couldn't sleep. Thoughts consumed me. I had been selfish and foolish. I had no clue how I would tell Jonas what had happened. I won't be able to go on our date Saturday night let alone see him outside of school. I was crushed about thoughts of no more basketball dates with Jonas or having Jonas's lips against mine.

I was able to find some more tears. I cried myself to sleep.