Maid For Him

Chapter 4

Reese ***

"Miss Rivera. I don't have all night to stand here!" Rickel's voice boomed.

"I didn't give your girlfriend a black eye Mr. Nichols." I bowed my head slightly. "And I didn't take this job to add drama to my life so if you are ready for dinner, the dining room is this way."

I exhaled slowly knowing he was going to fire me.

"My face hurts so much." The dumb blond sobbed. "This maid has damaged my beauty."

Rickel pinched the bridge of his nose and shut his eyes tightly. "I've had a very hectic day at work today so I don't have time for this right now. Reese, could you please apologize to Sheila so I could go have my dinner?"

I folded my hands across my chest. "I would rather have needles shoved down my throat," I stated angrily. "I will never apologize for something I didn't do."

Rickel had a smirk on his face and Sheila looked as confused as I was.

"You know I can fire you this instant, right?" He asked and at this point, I wish he would. Then I would be free to give Sheila a black eye for real.

"Yes sir." I agreed quietly.

"I will have my dinner now." He said then walked to the dining room.

What just happened? I stood there trying to process.

"Rickel, honey...." Sheila ran behind him, sobbing and whining like a toddler.

Sheila continued whining as I presented Rickel with his meal. She just does not know when to stop and let it go.

"Why is your black eye running down your cheek Sheila?" Rickel asked and I snickered.

Sure enough, Sheila's make-up-induced black eye was being ruined by her tears.

She gasped when she realized what was happening then turned on her heels and fled.

Rickel ate in silence as usual and being the crazy person I was, I decided to bother him.

"Uhm.....Mr. Nichols. Can I ask you something?" I asked and he placed his fork on his plate. I took that as my cue to continue.

"How come you didn't fire me earlier?"

Rickel didn't answer. He cut a piece of potato, put it in his mouth, and started chewing.

I waited.....

He swallowed and then turned to me.
"Miss Rivera, were you given the Maid Rules when you started this job?" He asked and I nodded.

"I think you need to look them over again." And with that, he went back to eating and I remained quiet.

I cleaned the kitchen and left once Rickel was done eating.

Whew!

Another tiring day at the mansion. Another day closer to fulfilling my plans. First I need to get Sheila out of the house. I need to have Rickel Nichols to myself for a few hours each day.

I exhaled the fresh air as I stepped out of the taxi cab. The sun was going down and it created hues of magenta and orange over the horizon. I stood in awe at its beauty. Oh, how I wish I was standing on my balcony enjoying this sight. Instead, I was standing outside my friend's apartment building.

I shook my head as I headed upstairs. Who knew my life would be like this? Living off of someone else's couch, eating up all their food, having nothing but my clothes and shoes to call my own.

I pushed Gaby's apartment open and dragged my body over to the coach. Gaby was in the kitchen cooking something really delicious. She came into the living room when she heard me ruffling on the couch trying to make myself comfortable.

"So.....How is our Golden Witch today? Did she give you any poison apples to eat, princess?" She was way too enthusiastic for me right now.

"I don't eat apples." I dismissed her, knowing she wants me to give her every detail of how my day went. 

A few minutes later we were eating spaghetti and meatballs and gossiping.

Gaby could not stop laughing when I told her about Sheila's fake black eye.

"Tell me again! Tell me again." She had tears in her eyes as she laughed.

I groaned. "It's not funny any longer. You can stop laughing any minute now." I rolled my eyes at her but couldn't help laughing along with her.

I told her the story again......I made Sheila's breakfast, cleaned the house, gave her a fake black eye, and came straight home. Nothing interesting.

Gaby started laughing all over again and I left her to go take a shower. I played some Kenny Rodgers on my phone while I let the cold water caress my figure. This is the only place I feel happy, and secure, at home under the shower. I get to clear my head and pretend my life was different, pretend I was somewhere different......someone different.....

"Will you hurry up?" Gaby banged on the door. "I really have to pee."

Ugh! Why does she always have to interrupt my happy times!?

I quickly toweled off and let her have the bathroom. I went to my bed otherwise known as the coach to get some sleep. It has been a long day and I have a long week ahead of me.

I lay there in the darkness trying to think of ways to make Rickel vulnerable...... to make him trust me enough to talk to me about personal stuff. I need to know if he knew how what he did to me affected me and changed my life drastically.