TWISTED SHADOWS

INTRUDER-THE NEW MAID

No. Mother! Father! Pleases don't go. Don't leave me alone. Mum...I love you.
I'm so sorry sweetie, but you have keep fighting. Fight Kella. Fight!!

She jumped out of bed, beads of sweat displaying all over her head as she took deep breathes, trying to calm her heartbeats. She looked out the window and saw that it was still dark, sighing and getting up from her bed in her black top and red pants pyjamas, a combination she always fancied even in her casual outfit. She went into the bathroom thinking back to her dream while she had a tired look on her face. As she stared at her face in the mirror, she took in a deep breathe. 'Another day Kella. One less day till you're out of this crazy house'. She washed her face and cleaned up. Again stsring st her face in the mirror, flashes of images passed through and she almost shrieked but maintained her composure as if waiting for more to understand it. She went out of the room and changed into a pair of trainers pants and shoes and put on a big shirt, jogging her way downstairs.
As she approached the main door, she caught a glimpse of Wyder in his office looking pale and disturbed. Contemplating what to do, she headed outside, still wondering what Wyder was doing awake 4am in the morning. As she stepped out, a familiar voice hit her straight in the back and she took deep breathes, stopping.

"Where are you going to?"

"I'm sorry, Sir. But what I do with my life when I'm not working remains my business" She replied, walking away.

"We pay you to keep the house clean, everyday..."

"That's your mum not you. And I don't have to report myself to you. You don't even give a heck about what happens to anyone who's not you. And, you're slowing me down." With that, she jogged her way out of the mansion and disappeared out of sight.

Kyle stared at her as she jogged out of the house, intentions playing over his face. He would have her thrown out of the house at this rate. He hated her. Hated her guts. Hated the fact that nothing about him intimidated her when his phone family feared him. No woman ever stood up to him, especially not when his family was paying anyway. Sorry girl. Every time something about her or something she did annoyed him, he remembered she was just a little girl who was turning 19 soon. So as the mature one, he never let it roll off his back.
The minute she came into their house, looking for a job, Kyle knew she was trouble. He just hadn't figure out how yet. She brought with her so many changes and convinced Christina to redo everything. Everything about the way she boldly came in, with so much confidence he wanted to slap it off her face annoyed him. And one day, he would slap her stupid beautiful face, and wipe the confident look off it. And he was pretty sure his twin felt the same.

Kella jogged on longer then went round the whole mansion as if inspecting it, then jogged back to the fields. She sat on a bench flashing back to her dream and a image of woman played in her front. She tried to blink hoping the image would go and clear the gathering moist in her eyes, but eyes couldn't seem to go off the image. "I miss you so much." Her voice came faint, as if coating her pain

She looked around and did a few morning routines before taking off, jogging again as signs of dawn began to show. She looked around once more and when she was satisfied, she headed back home. Home. A place she had to adapt to due to the plagues as Christina would call them that had happened to them in the past. Security guards were now installed all over the house like cctv cameras. No particular bodyguards were assigned. But the drivers were specially trained professionals, curtesy of herself. The family looked so defenseless when she first got in. And in other circumstance she might have been scared of the family. But fear was a only term which remained a word in the dictionary to her. She brought out her phone which had been well hidden in her pants and dialled a number. "All clear."

To avoid hurricane Kyle, Kella climbed the wall of her room after making sure the guards on patrol were out of sight. Jumping into her room, she sighed when she met no annoying face ready to jump at her.
Honestly, she couldn't really explain her anger towards him. She had thought she'd make friends with him so he'd make her work easier. But ever since she came into their lives, he'd done nothing but frustrate every of her attempt to help them. He was a serious threat to her work, and she was sure he wanted her to quit. After a while, she stopped giving relevance to him and ignored him as best she could, not that it helped.
Getting ready, she got dressed in a simple short free gown, put on her uniform pinafore, packed her hair in the traditional bun like the others maids did and made sure to use no make up product at all, even powder. Strict regulations. The maids were to look as simple as they could at their best, blending in with the style of the house. Lucky for Kella, she had flawless toned skin so even if she didn't use make up, she still looked great with her beautiful brown-black eyes, her long brunette hair which was packed up and amazing body shaped, which would be no surprise due to all the workout she did regularly. A perfect sized hip, small waist, but most importantly an extremely flat Tommy, right sized boobs even in her thin and average stature and a fit body, with muscles almost propping out. Sometimes it made some wonder if she'd gone to the military but giving how young she was, it was quickly ruled out. Being the youngest amongst the maids made her the center of envy to everyone in the house. But she still held her head high.