Te Quiero

CINCUENTA Y TRES

"Whew." I said as I watched cars drive through the  large gates of the mansion.

"Yes, they wouldn't stop coming." She slammed her hand on her forehead. Ouch.

"Arrggg! Do something Gen. They keep coming." I said out of depression as more cars kept pulling up continuously like they wouldn't stop.

Do you know what that implied?

More GUESTS!

And more guests meant more DISHES!

"And it's just the seven of us on kitchen duty that'll handle all of this." Gen lamented and the other girls joined her. The good thing was that Diane Edwin told us to dress in our casual clothes. I guess that was a good thing cause those sisters wouldn't look horrible with that red and white uniform of theirs.

"Damn...911 come to our rescue." I said and remembered how last night went down. My back still ached from the celebration. "Oh shoot."

"We should accept our fate. By the way, they're here to celebrate Edwin." I hinted apathy in her voice then, her eyes widened and she shouted. "Are you seeing that convoy?!"

My eyes were also wowed as I watched the black Maserati convoy drive in together. Damn! That was a sight! I could tell that it was one person who owned it.

"Farassis." One of the girls that stood with us by the window said.
I began to fear that Gens eyeballs would pop out of its socket. "Are you saying that it's Farassis for real?!" She screamed.

A tall man in his mid fifties stepped out of the car. He wore a small framed glasses and from where I stood, I knew he was a strict person because of the frown on his face. Maybe he even looked older than his usual age. I don't know.

Then, Baldwin stepped out in a green suite. His smile was so wide that it also put a smile on my face. As I wondered why Dylan didn't come, he got out of the car with style as the girls beside me gasped. "That's his son!!!"

I knew he was attractive but I guess they were exaggerating. I mean, it's just Dylan lol. I got tired of being intimidated by all the luxurious cars so, I walked to the kitchen and was welcomed by the pile of plates waiting to be cleaned.

This would be a long damn day.

Woah.

I couldn't bear the sight so, I stepped out of the kitchen and began to walk through the different hallways of the mansion. They were most likely empty since everyone was in the large hall on the bottom floor.

I guess I wanted to do something different from wailing about dishes. Then, I stopped to admire a painting of Mona Lisa. I heard that Leonardo made it a notion of happiness as the central motif of the portrait. Oh well.

"Teresa?"

I got startled and turned to see Dylan staring at me from a distance in awe. Then, he grunted and walked closer to me and grabbed my arm tightly which baffled me. Duhh.

"Yes...Dylan. Why're you holding my arm in this manner?" I asked out of curiosity.

He groaned. "That night I saw you two together, I thought it was a cordial relationship but I don't know what to think anymore...."

Instantly, I got irritated and removed my arm from his hold. "What do you mean? In fact, why're you acting this way? It's none of your business whatever I do with my life."

His suit was perfectly ironed which made him look even more handsome. He heaved. "Why're you here, Tes?"

I dimmed my eyes. "If you had asked this question at first without pulling off this drama, I'd have just answered you...."

"Just answer me." He said desperately and I had the urge to not reply him. I kept silent and pondered why seeing me in Bran's house was so much of a big deal. I wondered what his reaction would be when he learns that I was one of the maids. Haha. "You came to congratulate him like my family did?" He tried get an answer from me.

I cleared my throat. "No, I'm here because...."

"Or are you guys fucking?" He blotted out rudely.

The hell! I didn't know when my hands flew up and gave him a hard smack. I was furious. What the hell was wrong with him? This was disappointing. "I'm here because I'm one of the maids. And if you don't have respect and control over whatever you bring out from that fucking mouth of yours, stay away from me."

"I'm sorry Tes."

"Fuck off." I began to walk then he held my arm. "I don't know how... I am just annoyed seeing you in his house when I haven't recovered from seeing you guys together that night."

"Bullshit! Okay." I said and got my arm out of his hold and turned to see Bran watching us from the other end of the hallway. It was just the three of us on that hallway.

Avoiding being the topic like last time, I began to walk away to find another hallway. Dylan had to stop acting like he's in a damn relationship with me and how could he have no respect. Like what was that?!

I got to the other hallway and decided to take the elevator back to where my friends were gisting. Leaving them was actually a bad idea I could tell.

Looking at my feet, I tapped the button to the elevator and the doors opened. I raised my head and gasped with my hands covering my mouth at what I saw. Omg!!! Could this day get any funnier?

Heyyyy so to make it up, I'm releasing two chapters today. If something something something something happens, I'll post three. Haha. But three isn't guaranteed. Have a nice time. Eek.