living a lie

chapter 4

Picture above is Melanie!

Elizabeth POV

Three days that's how long I have been stuck here still no idea how long for. After Mel left she returned several hours later with so many bags I think I have more clothes now than I do back at my apartment. She even got things I didn't even think of. We talked for a while she stayed and had dinner with me before she had to leave. "If you need me have Frankie call me and if that little asshat does anything you tell me and I will take care of it" she said with a wink. It was nice having her to talk to but it's been two days in here by myself Miss Clair brings me my meals and talks to me for a bit but she is busy so it's never for long. I've read through two books already and I worry about my mother every minute I'm gone. I haven't seen Frankie since that night I don't know whether to be grateful or pissed off. When are they going to tell me what they want.

Frankie's POV

Coming home I'm exhausted the last three days dealing with shipments and trying to keep a normal routine to not draw attention. Father still hasn't decided what to do with my little house guest. I would be lying if I said I haven't been avoiding her to keep myself from doing something stupid. She is so fucking gorgeous and that feisty attitude no one speaks to me like that and I can't get attached she is just a job.

"Oh good evening you're home my sweet boy" Miss Clair greats me as she walks in to the room. Great my sweet boy that only means one thing Miss Clair has something she wants to talk to me about and it's usually something I did wrong. "Hello Miss Clair what did I do now?"

She comes over to sit next to me and before I can react she slaps me upside the head. "Ow what was that for!" I rub the back of my head what the heck I must have really done something this time. "Now you listen here young man you know I don't ask about your business nor do I want to but this time you brought it home with you. Now that young lady is very sweet and has been in that room for three days. Three days! You get your butt up there and have her come down here and eat dinner with you or I'm not feeding you. I don't know what your plans are with her but if she is going to be staying for a while I expect you to have manners and make her feel welcome. Understood? I mean it I won't feed you!" Miss Clair gives me a stern look before getting up to go to the kitchen not even giving me a chance to react. Miss Clair has been with me since I was a baby she is more of a parent to me than both my mother and father combined and I have learned no matter how much I want to you don't disobey.

Standing in front of her door I still haven't moved why the fuck am I nervous. I knock on her door then walk in and see her standing by the window. She hasn't even looked over god damn all she has on is sweats fucking sweats and I can't breath seriously what is wrong with me I internally scream at myself. She has short gray sweat shorts on with a white t shirt hanging off the one shoulder exposing her beautiful skin my god man snap out of it. She said something breaking my thoughts but I didn't hear it. "Come downstairs for dinner in 10 minutes." Is all I could get out and went to leave as she spun around a surprised look on her face. I couldn't help but smirk.

Elizabeth's POV

The city looks so beautiful everyone bustling about in their own little world. I stare outside trying to hold back from crying I have yet to break down and I swear I will not let them break me. I hear a knock at the door but don't bother turning around. I hear Miss Clair come in. I feel bad I don't want to be rude but I'm in no mood to talk right now. Keeping my eyes outside "thank you Miss Clair you can put it on the nightstand I'm not very hungry right now." There was silence I was about to turn. "Come downstairs for dinner in 10 minutes" I spin around fast surprised at the deep voice to see Frankie leaving that irritating smirk on his face I want nothing more than to slap it off! I stand there still stunned trying to comprehend what he said he wants me to come downstairs for dinner? What the hell what did he finally remember he has a girl locked up! That insufferable man now he just demands me to come to him! Well screw him I'm not going all though I know Miss Clair worked hard on dinner I can't be rude ug now what. As I have my internal debate with myself I realize my 10 minutes have come and gone going on 15 now well at least I can make him wait.