HIS QUEEN...

chapter 2

Amelia's outfit to work above

"Wake up you bitch" today is an important day and you are sleeping... I heard my aunt bark at me, well she always barks at me, it's her favourite task of the day but the thing which made me wonder was that today she was barking in the early morning. If you know my so-called aunt then you should know that there is no way in hell she will wake early... Even if the lord of death came to see her, she will ask him to wait for her to complete here beauty sleep...and here she was barking at me at 5 in the morning...

I was still sitting on my bed when she took hold of my hand rather tightly and barked "look bitch I am done shouting on you...just start cleaning this house if you don't want grandpa to whip you" she said in a tone which made me gulp my saliva.

Yeah, I get whipped by my grandpa for not behaving... I quickly got up, not wanting her to say anything else. I pulled my hairs in a bun, although I was curious why she was so early and why she asked me to clean the house, but after what she said I didn't have the courage to ask and started cleaning the house.

I was done cleaning by 7 am and then went to the kitchen to cook breakfast for my family, and that is when my dear sister Rebecca came inside the kitchen and told me "make sure to at least look presentable and try to match the standards of our servant's... grandpa and grandma are coming tonight... And they are bringing a guest..." she looked at me disgustingly...well, they all have treated me like a servant, sometimes I felt like they would have died of hunger if I wouldn't have been there to cook for them...although they have loads of money but still, they want me to do everything...even the servants in this house have less work then me... but what can I do? Life is a game of survivors and I have to survive...

But then my mind drifted towards the arrival of my grandparents. I sighed heavily... Why god? Why did they have to come? Anyways it's their house... Although my family belongs from the upper class and they are rich, but what will your riches do when you abuse your granddaughter... Ever since my parents left...they have been abusing me, and they even didn't allow me to leave the house when I was 18 threatening something i couldn't lose... I even tried to run away, but they had the sources to find me within twenty-four hours and the punishment I got for pulling up the stunt was brutal...very brutal. after that, i didn't have the courage to fight for myself so i decided to give in with the flow of life.

Now I am 24, I have a degree in fashion designing but still, they don't let me go for god knows what reason.
I am just thankful that at least they let me complete my college. No one has ever loved me in this house except my uncle and my brother who is now managing our company's branch in California. They used to protect me from my grandparents and aunts torture...

After preparing breakfast I went inside my room to get ready for my job...I worked as the assistant of Mrs Blossom, she owned a small fashion store in Manhattan...well that is the most posh area of the city...I always had an interest in fashion but how can my aunt and sister praise me? I had to earn money for my things as my so-called family would not give me a single penny... I had also worked in a cafeteria before I got this job... neither did I want other's money nor did they ever give it to me...

I wore a black knee-length dress which I designed recently, I left my brown hairs open and wore black stiletto heels... i quickly Grabbed my purse and went outside my house... where my usual cab driver Adam who was actually a good friend of mine was waiting...

I reached the shop and greeted Mrs blossom, but her face fell as soon as she saw me. well I know I was a bit late but she was quite friendly... i don't know why was she looking at me with a cold face... maybe she was pissed off??? i was returning back to my desk when I heard her calling me..."you are fired, miss Amelia" now that was unexpected. "what...are you kidding me? i know I am a bit late but that doesn't mean that you will fire me" I said in an unbelievable tone. "take your paycheque and you can go" she said not paying heed to my words. "excuse me... at least give me a reason" I asked her with a pleading look in my eyes but she kept my cheque on the desk and walked away leaving me standing there gawking like an owl.

i kept the cheque in my purse and it was my turn to panic... i had some savings but I needed to find a job as soon as possible but I could definitely not go back working in the cafeteria. well, money wasn't really a problem... now I had to stay at home till I found a new job and my grandparents were coming back tonight... i am dead.

 i looked for my phone in my purse "shit... i forgot it at the store" I yelled at myself and went back to the store to get back my phone. i went towards my desk and quickly grabbed my phone but before i could go out i heard Mrs blossom talking on her phone "yes sir, i have fired her...no sir i haven't told her anything...thank you, sir" she said as she cut her phone. wait what??? was she talking about me? well, i was the only employ here so, she could fire only me...but why did she do this?? who asked her to do so? i quickly went outside the shop before she could see me. but my mind was flooding with questions. was it my grandpa? he can do anything to hurt me... but why would he fire me from my job?

flashback

"ummm...grandpa i-i got a job... as an assistant," i said, my feet's shaking.

"don't call me grandpa from your filthy mouth," he said in a stern voice.

"i-i am sorry...gra...sir," i said in a shaky voice which only i could hear.

"you can get the job at least i won't have to waste my money on you," he said. you are not giving me a single penny... i wanted to say, but i quickly went outside the room.

i sighed at the memory...nope, why would grandpa do it? he said that he didn't want to give me money but then, who could do so? i decided to leave the matter... i already had many problems i didn't want to stress myself anymore. i decided to go to the park nearby... as i sat on the bench, i found my phone ringing... it was Rebecca... OK, now this was it... why on the earth would she call me? last time she called, she was drunk and she thought that i was her boyfriend... i laughed at the memory the call recording was still present on my phone.

i picked up my phone "hey bitch..." a shrill voice came from the other side  " hi Rebecca" i said in a bored tone. i was used of people calling me with names, but i never let that affect me." get to home in 15 minutes ...grandpas order not mine... all the best" she said in an evil tone and hung up on me before i could ask anything else.now this was definitely the time to panic... grandpa calling me is not a good sign.

I rushed inside the gates of the house panting and received yet another shock all events running here and there... cleaning every corner of the house. as soon as i went in a servent came inside asking me to go to grandpas study...and here i was in front of his study standing with shaky legs and my heart beating like a drum i was not nervous, i was scared... scared as hell. i knocked on the door and a loud voice said"come in" i took a deep breath and opened the door only to find my grandpa sitting on his desk with his head turned towards the window.

"Hi Amy," he said turning his head towards me with a smile. OKAY... no way in hell will he ever call me from my nickname. No one has called me Amy in fourteen years...and he was the last person on this earth whom I thought would call me  Amy.
"How are you dear," he asked and that was the point when I lost it. I could feel my head spinning... But I didn't fell unconscious. I had to know the reason for this sudden change in my grandpa's nature...

Hi guys, so what do you think about this chapter...full of surprises wasn't it... Well, the real surprise will be coming in the next chapter...
What do you think will be the reason for grandpa's sudden change of mind... Any guesses🤔🤔🤔
Stay tuned for the next update...💖💖💖