Our Last Song (Unedited)

Chapter 13

 When I woke up this morning, I felt a slight chill run down my spine. I sat up from the king, running my fingers through the silky fringes hanging off the bed. I looked around the huge overdecorated room, it wasn't exactly my taste; the huge bed, the dimmed lights above me shining on the silver bedspread, the glass slide door to an open balcony, the soft white shaggy carpet. I mean, it was all nice but I'd rather stay with the rough carpet, one or two tiny dressers, my twin bed and my tiny bathroom in the hall. I got up from the bed picking up my clothes from the floor, placing them on the pearl white dresser. I thought about what happened last night and how Nick pissed me off.

I mean, for the love of god he ditched me and Jake! All for his slutty girlfriend. Who does that anyway? I mean I wasnt complaining or anything. Poor Jacob, I bet Nick ditches Jake often to lock lips with his fake-blond. I got out of bed and put on the pair of sweats and t-shirt. My guess, it was Nick's since I smelled a faint scent of his cologne.

I left my room and crept down the hall to find Nick. I opened a door that led to a random bathroom. I kept looking down the huge halls looking for a bedroom when I ran into a wall. I fell back onto my butt and heard the wall grunt.

Wait, did the wall grunt?

"My dear, it seems we both keep having unpleasant encounters. Let me help you up."Martha said lending her hand. I delightedly took her hand and pulled myself up.

"I know right. First you scaring the shiz out of me yesterday and now this."I laughed.

Martha bent down to pick up the towels and quietly whimpered in pain.

"Oh, let me get those for you Martha."I said picking up the towels handing them to her.

"Oh sweetheart no need but thank you anyway. I'm just getting a little old."She laughed sweetly.

Somehow she reminded me of my grandmother. Martha had black short hair with grey streaks here and there, with slight wrinkles dipping in her skin around her mouth and eyes. They both have a sweet personality, always trying to make others happy before them. At least, that's what I think of when I see Martha.

"I didn't mean to bump into you Martha, I was looking for Nick. Have you seen him?"I asked.

"Oh, Master Nicholas left a while ago. I'm not sure when he will be back. But he gave me this money to give to you. He said you'd know what it's for."Martha said taking out a wad of cash from a pocket and handed it to me.

WHAT THE?! HOLY MOTHER FUDGE!

"Oh no, I can't."I said refusing the money. Though she insisted I take it. What did he want me to do with this? Buy a new car?

Speaking of which...

I took the money and put the wad in my back pocket.

"Thanks, Martha."I said walking back to my room.

"Sweetheart, Master Nicholas insisted we get food in you. So come down stairs in a few, if you need help just call my name and i'll help around. I know this place is huge."She laughed.

"Oh, okay. Is-is Mr. Patton here?"I whispered.

"No, he called in saying he had to go on an emergency business trip to London. He won't be back until next week I believe."She informed me. I thanked Martha again and quickly walked back to my room. It wasn't hard to find since I memorized all the turns.

I was about to walk back into my room when I heard a yawn and feet shuffle against the marble floor.

I quickly spun around and found Jake rubbing his eyes, walking zombie-like out of his room.