Disturbia An MB Love & Horror story *Starring You!*

Chapter 30~ Sainthood, Brotherhood

Y/N. 

Get your shit done and move on.

I walked to the back wiping my hands on my dress after having washed all the garments by hands. I looked down at hand and examined my palm where the cut had been. Fresh skin was beginning to move above it as I touched it's bumpy surface. A week had gone by after my horror encounter with Mrs. Fulton the night in the woods and, I had tried to forget about it. But truth be told...I was still afraid. 

I carried the pail once again filled with the dirty water and poured  it all out into the grass near the cow dung. I shook my hands and flinched away from the flies attempting to come near my face, when out of the corner of my eye I saw somebody move. My whole body froze unsure whether or not it could just have been an animal. But it was taller I was sure of it. I scratched the back of neck and tried to put it out of my mind. I had more things to worry about like how I was going to finish my end of duties and help Stella with hers. She nearly escaped a severe beating from Mrs. Fulton yesterday, only I knew that she couldn't run forever. She had been caught with Steven, the 8th butler in the house and Rayan's best friend, in her quarter. It was only a matter of time before they were to get caught. The figure moved again as I narrowed my eyes, seeing fingers fall onto the brick side of the house like a spider.

''Who's there?'', I called out.

The person refused to move.

''Miranda, is that you?'', I called out throwing the bucket down.

The hands suddenly disappeared to the other side as I quickly decided to disregard it. I was sure that she must have been upset about something Mrs. Fulton might have done or other.  I proceeded to pick up the bucket  when I felt someone step out from behind the house. Still crouched down, I spun around when he or she or it hit me in the face. 

''AYE-'', I managed to singly utter before the person covered my mouth.

I stumbled back to my feet Stella prefusiously looking behind her to see if anyone had been there. I ripped her hand from my mouth as I checked behind her myself to see who she was so worried about. 

''Stella! What's wrong with yo-''

''SHH! The walls have ears!'', she hushed me looking about like a crazy woman.

''What are you talking about? What's going on?''

''I heard about what happened with you. You and Mrs. Fulton. What she did to you.'', she admitted timidly afraid to stare me in the eye.

I exhaled grabbing my throat and remembering all the blood that I'd threw up, and the sewing needle that almost sewed my mouth shut. I knew Mrs. Fulton as a mysterious woman having that my mother, her mother, and her mother before her mother had worked for them all their lives. And the fact that I knew nothing of my who my father was still baffled me. Nonetheless, her aim was to cause me harm and I had a feeling that that night wouldn't be the first, nor the last ethier. 

''How did you-how did you hear about that?''

She dusted the bottom of her dress off  pretending that she didn't hear the question.

''Stella!'', I said making her jump and stare at me.

''How could I not?'',she came closer feeling she had to say it.

''Y/N everyone knows about it. I mean, I can't believe she would do something like that to you. So it's true about what they say Mrs. Fulton using black magic...'', she said trailing off deep in thought.