Capture My Heart

The Party

I got up early and dressed in my uniform. I made sure everything was perfect and then set out to Mr. Thompson's house. Begrudgingly, but I did.

I arrived and made some calls then got to work setting up everything. It took me all day but luckily the food and drink arrived in time as did the guests.

I made sure to attend to each guest and make sure they were taken care of. I cleaned up as I went. I wanted to show Mr. Thompson I was the best employee.

Everyone was having a good time including C, so I was thankful for that. Until I over heard some women talking as I was picking up empty cups.

"Where in the world did Connor find this maid? She seems so uncivilized," she sneered.

"Who cares about her? I hear he's looking for a wife and he's loaded," another said.

That burned me. Mr. Thompson may be a jerk but he didn't deserve this.

"Excuse me but I don't think that is right what you're saying about Mr. Thompson," I interrupted them.

"Who are you?" One girl looked me up and down.

"You're just a maid and your opinion doesn't matter," another snapped.

I stood there then shot back, "at least I'm not a gold digging skank!"

This caught everyone's attention.

"You have no right to talk to me like that! You are nothing but hired help! Maybe you should learn your place!" She shot me a glare. I glared back at her.

"My place is taking care of Mr. Thompson!"

"I bet you take care of him alright," another girl said.

This shocked me. Were they insinuating I was sleeping with him?

"I mean for a maid you are quite protective of him. Maybe it's because you're servicing him in more ways than one." That was it. I hauled off and smacked her.

Then I heard someone say, "you're fire!"

I turned around to see Mr. Thompson glare at me. I was shocked. Oh god.

Then C walked into the room, "what is going on?"

"I just fired the help."

He looked at him and exclaimed, "what?!"

"She hit Sarah!"

He looked at me and I was speechless. I didn't know what to say so I ran. I grabbed my coat and left.

"Sera!"

It was too late I was gone. He turned around and looked at them, "you fired her?"

"Dude come on."

"Get out!"

"C."

"No. Get. Out."

Everyone started leaving.

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I ran as tears streamed down my cheeks. I brushed them away fervently. All I wanted was to go home and hide. As soon as I got home, I changed out of my clothes and threw that stupid uniform in the trash.

After calming down, I decided to make a sandwich. Now that I was unemployed, I could see about picking up more hours at the gallery. It wasn't much but at least it will help. I had money saved from the few weeks I worked at Mr. Thompson's to carry me for a few months.

I sat down and made a sandwich. This was a horrible night. Then a knock came at my door and it was about to get better.

I got up and answered it.