*Theo*
The fear that I feel is horrid. All i can see is Lulu, lying pitifully on the cold tile of my apartment floor, blood seeping out of the stab wounds running along her torso. I feel the tears as they leek out of my unblinking eyes. How could this have happened?
"Lulu, oh my poor Lulu. How is this possible? How did this happen to you?" I can tell that I am rambling, and that the police are giving me weird stares, but I could care less. Lulu was murdered, and she was the only woman who actually ever cared about me. Now she is gone, and I wasn't here to try and protect her, just as I couldn't protect mother.
"Sir, umm...Mr. Parker? We need to move the body. Please, if you don't mind moving."
"But I do mind. You have to find the person who did this to her. She didn't deserve to die!"
"We plan to sir, but we need her for that. I am truly sorry for your dreadful loss."
I glare at the young officer trying to get me out of the way. There's nothing I can do for her anymore, but for some reason I cannot make myself move from her side. I hate the fact that she is gone, and I wish I didn't have to go through the tedious task of replacing her.
I move slowly away from her, and stand on shaky legs. I stumble as I make my way toward my computer. The police officer had said this was a break in-gone-wrong but I am not to sure about that because nothing is missing but the life of Lulu. I turn my computer on and go to the internet. I post an add; Maid needed for Theo Parker. Please call if interested. I leave my number and ready myself for all the young and eager girls to call. I shake my head in frustration.
They take Lulu's body out of my apartment and they offer me a safe place to stay since my home is no longer safe. I chuckle to myself, for I know that it was never a safe place for me to live. I shake my head at myself as I agree. They are going to put me into a thing called a safe house and I begin to pack under the watchful eye of an officer.
My cell goes off and I answer, knowing that it will be someone calling to be my maid, hoping to be my play toy. "Hello, this is Theo Parker speaking." I say robotic like into the phone. "Hello Mr. Parker. I am calling about the maid position. My name is Shadow Field, and I was hoping to set up an interview with you." she sounds professional and I agree. I tell her to go to the coffee shop just down the street from my apartment tomorrow at noon. Before I can hang up, I hear her continue. "Now Mr. Parker, I do have two questions. Would you be able to provide a place to stay?" I answer that she can stay with me, but her second question surprises me. "And sir, could my..." there is a long break before she continues. "...sister stay as well?"
Her sister? Does she think I am going to take a very young girl on? How old is this Shadow girl. "How old are you Shadow? And how old is your sister?" I ask and I catch her faint chuckle, which causes my breath to catch. It is a magical sound, sweet as the smell of my own blood. "You will have to wait to find out Mr. Parker. I must be going now. Good day sir, and see you tomorrow." she hangs up the phone and I am left staring at it. Who does she think she is?
No one has ever laughed at me like she did. Everyone's laugh is fake and forced, all in the hopes of warming my bed. But her laugh was real, and genuine. I wonder what she will wear to this meeting, because usually women wear skimpy clothing that revels what they have; curves, breasts, and their plush behinds. I tend to ignore it though, because they are only going to be my maid, nothing more.
I finish packing and head for the door with the officer at my heels. I take one last look around my apartment, and feel dread. I will truly miss Lulu, and I hope my new maid is just as good hearted as she was. I close the door behind me and make my way toward the elevator, ready to desend nine floors so that I can see my new home for the next little while.
I do truly hope that this girl is good enough to be my maid, maybe I'll be able to actually have a friend. That would be nice.
