A Secret Admirer

It had been a normal morning and I was sitting in the dining room sipping my tea and reading a nice little book.

"Rose," I shouted softly. She quickly rushed over to me before bowing.

"Yes Miss Jones?," She said with a slight smile. She had been working with me for just over a month.

"Would you please bring me my 'folder'?" I asked.

"Yes Miss Jones" she said hurrying out the door.

As I walked into the living room the door opened.

"In here Rose," I called. She hurried to me and handed me the folder full of love letters. As I was looking through the letters I came across a handwritten envelope. She opened the note, and it read,

'Roses are red, violets are blue, you are beautiful and that is true...'

My heart fluttered. My eyes were drawn to the little bird drawing at the bottom. I spent another half an hour looking through the letters each time my heart fluttering.

"Miss Jones who are those letters for, I mean why write them for no-one to see?" My gaze lifted of the note as I glared at her.

'She doesn't know who they are from,they are from my lover,' I thought to myself as I drove the thoughts into my head. I took a deep breath.

"Rose they are from my lover," I said faking a smile.

"Rose, please put this back on my desk, I will tend to them later" I said not bothering to look up.

"Yes ma'am," she replied and took the folder as she walked out of the room.

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The next day I sent Rose to get my folder once again. When she returned I took the folder and sorted through. 'nothing I haven't seen already' I thought to myself, that was until I saw the familiar handwritten envelope. I dropped the other letters and quickly tore open the envelope,

'Roses are red, Violets are blue, I have a special gift just for you!'

And as expected at the bottom of the page was the familiar little bird in the place of a signature. I went back to my room and layed in my bed waiting to see what This 'special gift' is.

An hour later the door rang 'DING, DONG'.

"ROSE," I shouted " GO GET THE DOOR!!!"

A moment later she rushed to my side with a box in her hand and she opened the box

"Miss Jones is this what you were expecting?"she whispered, "And why does it say it was sent by.." My eyes widened and I immediately sat up. I snatched the box out of her hands.

"That is all," I growled, signalling her to leave room and with that she whimpered away to her filthy room in the basement.

I opened the box, inside was the most beautiful cake I had ever seen.

I poked my finger into the cake, "Mud cake, my favourite!" I said greedily and walked to the kitchen. I took out a knife and sliced the cake. I took the largest slice and went into the dining room. I scoffed down the cake and then stomped to Rose's room, I bashed on the door.

"Go clean up the kitchen!" I shouted savagely. I grabbed a carton of beers and walked to my bedroom and sat on my bed. I finished half a carton and that's all I could remember before my vision blurred.

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The next morning I awoke to the sound of running water. I opened my eyes to see Rose standing in the bathroom. I walked over to her kicking the empty beer bottles I had drank last night that were still scattered all over the floor 'that's more than I remember drinking' I thought to myself as I entered the bathroom.

"Miss Jones I-I thought I would run a bath for you." She whispered looking at the floor.

"Thanks," I grumbled rubbing my eyes, "Now go clean all the beer bottles up."

She turned off the faucet and walked back into my head was pounding as I slipped off my clothes and slid into the bath. I lay there motionless for a couple of minutes before I got up and walked into my bedroom to get dressed. I slipped on my red dress and little hat. I had a photographer coming today to take my picture. I walked into the kitchen, there stood Rose in front of me with a plate of bacon and eggs on toast.

I walked over to rose and grabbed the plate before plopping into a seat at the counter. As I ate I noticed rose staring at me.

"What are you staring at?"

"Nothing." she said averting her gaze.

"Rose?" I said my voice laced with warning

"I-think you should go to the...hospital."

"But I'm fine?" I said watching her closely.

"I-I mean the....Mental hospital."

As soon as the last words slipped out of her mouth I flung my now empty plate towards her head narrowly missing.

"YOU LITTLE COW, I HAVE GIVE YOU EVERYTHING AND YOU THINK I AM MENTAL!" I screamed at her charging at her. She ran to her room and locked the door.

I went to my study and unlocked the draw at the bottom of my desk, I read over the notes from the 'doctor', 'overwhelming obsessive desire.... inability to accept failure or rejection...." I took a deep breath before shoving the notes back in the draw.

I stood up and walked out of the room and towards the back door stopping to fix my hair and check my smile before I walked out into the garden.

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An hour later I was waiting for a half bald man to set up the camera.

"Can you go any slower," I said rolling my eyes thinking about the 'problem' I had with my maid. I mean she was my fourth one over the last six months. They had all believed I was 'insane'.

After he finished setting up I was smiling my sweet fake smile, as I wore my beautiful red dress and white elbow length gloves, holding a beautiful string of roses.

'Click,Click', went the camera, an hour later he was finished. Another hour later he had the picture printed to paper. I thanked the man and went back inside the house. Once I was inside I put the picture in a photo frame and hung it above my dresser.

I walked over to my bed and looked at the shoe on the window sill 'I am not insane, I,am not insane....," I repeated over and over as my subconscious took over.

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When I awoke, I stayed in bed thinking about what I had to do today. I grumbled as I rolled out of bed and got dressed. I then went into the study and took my folder and went and sat in my armchair.

Hours passed and as I looked at the receipt for the cake I ordered for next week I continued to write the letters that would accompany it. I had next week all planned out the cake the letter, everything. And at the bottom of the page I drew my little blue bird, I folded it up and placed it in an envelope. I slipped it back in my folder and placed it in the draw. I walked over to the phone and dialled the newspaper.

"Hello my name is Ellen, Ellen Jones and I would like to put an ad in the paper for a maid." I said cheerfully.

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'Rose your red, Violence is blue and I am a psycho and that is true' I repeated as I watched the blood gurgle out of her neck as she rolled around on the floor. I walked up to the mirror in Rose's room and began to cry. "They won't have a clue," I smirked as I looked up at the mirror.