Day one, failed

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okay guys so THANK YOU FOR 18 VIEWS! i'm so thankful right now. there will be an author note at the end.

emily's
POV

I could walk out to the freezing wind, but I was already there. I lifted my purse up knowing these neighborhoods weren't the best.

street lights were turning on, it was obviously getting dark. I picked up my pace and started to panic.

my thoughts were running though my mind, what if I get kidnapped?? my thoughts stopped when a car stopped right next to me.

the window rolled down, by the time it could of reached the bottom, I could be gone. but instead I stood there waiting for death.

" hello there" , I could hear male voice say. I knew I was going to die, and I really wanted it.

" What is such a pretty girl doing out in these streets?" I could make out a shadow, a finger pointed to the street sign.

" ummm, i'm trying to get to my job. so ill be on my way now." I rushed my words as I started jogging away from the black car, I looked back.

it wasn't there anymore, I whipped my head back to the front. I didn't have a phone yet, because I was poor I didn't have the essential stuff every teenager girl should have.

I kept my head down as car screeches could be heard, I looked back once it sounded right behind me. I regret doing that because there was nothing there and I tripped.

I jerked as I tried to stay balanced, I eventually fell and my glasses broke right in front of me. I took the pile of plastic, and slid it into my hoodie pocket.

I looked around; for at least a street sign. there was nothing, not even a single tree. I was now lost, with no where to go. I was going to be late if I couldn't find my way to the house.

every now and then a car or two would pass by, this would go on for five minutes. until it stopped, there was one more car. it slowed down my natural instinct told me to run, but I was to tired.

I just stood there, car door opened instead of window rolling down. a tall, muscular, and handsome might I add, man came out. He looked familiar, is he..?

He was Grayson Dolan, not my bully, my boss. I was his maid, because maybe he's to lazy to clean his big ass house. I wasn't complaining, I got paid a lot just for cleaning.

he looked me up and down, my anxiety started to get in. it was like he was trying to find every flaw about me.

"hello? im grayson" he put out his hand for me, I shook it and didn't reply back.

"im your m-maid" I pulled my hand out, his genuine smile went away just like that.

"what are you doing out here? your twenty minutes late!" he grabbed my arm and pushed me into his black range rover.

I started crying, uncontrollably. we eventually made it to his house, I wasn't ready to talk.

he put in the pin and the gates opened, leaving me still in tears. i know i shouldn't of been crying, but they way he grabbed me freighted me.

he drove up to his drive way and he parked, when he had turned around his eyes met mine. they were green, but brown at the same time. i quickly darted my eyes to the window of his black range rover.

i was hiccuping every step i took, you could see the chandelier shining brightly down of his white leather couches.

i felt like i didn't belong here, here as in a rich house. life wasn't good until my teens where it even got worse.

but to show how here i am, about to walk into some hot rich mans house.

/// wow crazy! umm vote if you liked it i accidentally published but it looks to be doing fine. i love you guys so much

-k🍀

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