3: Who is he

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I walk two doors down

I thanked him for a different reason he might think. I thanked him because he didn't have sex with me and gave me real cloth something I'm not used to.

I walk into the guest room and its hug but not as big as his room

I touch the bed feeling the expensive blanket and sit down softly I eventually stand back up and start getting dressed as someone walks in

"Im sorry dear" Emily says looking away

"Its fine really" I say softly the fist words I spoke to her sense being here

"Um Harry told me to give you dinner and tell you what you can and cant do, he said that you can walk around the house and watch tv and make yourself at home but you may not go into his room leave the house without supervision but cant leave the landscape of the house at all and If he asks you to do something you must listen" she tells me but who's Harry

"Um whose Harry?" I ask

"He is a curly haired boy you might of encountered earlier thank god I raised that boy better then his fathers ways" she said

Well his name fits him

"O um... your his mother?" I asked

"No but I'm the nanny but sense he's old enough to take care of himself I'm just the maid" she explains and I nod

"So hear you go and make your self at home" she smiles while handing me the food a tear slips out my eye

"O my are you ok baby" she comes to me hugging me, I'm not used to the feeling of being comforted

"I don't know what home is" I cry into the woman I barely know

"Shh... its ok" she whispers I think she shed a tear because her eyes are a little red

"And t-this is to much food" I softly say

"Cassidy is it" she asks as I nod "you are a bone and need to eat as much of this as possible its not healthy" she encourages me

I softly nod my head releasing my grasp from her

"I'll try"

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