His Housemaid

Chapter 1

Nicolette's POV

  Tears roll down my face as I watch a couple play with their little girl at the park. I miss my parents so much. The little girl reminds me of little me. Memories are brought back as I stare at the happy family.

  Remembering how my parents were taken away from me. Its been three years and I still haven't gotten over it.

  Call me pathetic or over dramatic but I just can't get over it. And probably never will. Realising I was staring for too long I decided to head back home since dinner needs to be prepared. I dust myself of any imaginary dust and begin my journey home.

I start to prepare dinner just as I get home.
After its done, I set the table. I then go back to the kitchen and start doing the dishes. I must go to bed early since school starts tomorrow.

  After I'm done I decide to head back to my bedroom when Kevin calls me.

  If you are wondering who Kevin is, he is Justin's dad.
He says he prefers me calling him Kevin so that's what I stick to.

Though it was weird at first, I soon became accustomed to it. Heading to the dinning room I stop beside Kevin since he was sitting at the end of the table.

"Yes Sir ?" He rolls his eyes at the name.

"How many times have I told you to call me 'just' Kevin ?"

"Anyway, go and bring me your best friend."

I gave him a confused look at that. To which he rolled his eyes at and said 'your phone'.

I went to my room and picked my phone off  the bed and brought it to him. He put my phone on the dining table and gave me a rubber bag that contained something I wasn't sure of yet. I opened it to see an iPhone Xr box.

My eyes widened and I immediately shook my head and handed it back to him. I know you're probably thinking that I'm stupid for not collecting it but I hate being indebted to people.
Same reason why I'm their maid.

  When they offered to take care of me I had no other choice but to agree since I didn't know any of my family members and I didn't want to go to the orphanage. So in order not to be indebted to them, I agreed on the condition that I live there as maid.

Kevin resisted fiercely but I stuck to my decision. When I moved in, he tried convincing me to drop my condition but it didn't work. In the end, he let me be and compromised by spoiling me with gifts. It was a win win situation so I also let him be.

Its been three years now, leaving with them and being their maid. I'm totally fine with it since I've basically been poor all my life. You get used to it, I guess.

He handed me the phone and I handed it back to him. It went on like this for sometime until Kevin's wife, Layla decided to step in.

She stood up from her seat and walked to me, and placing a hand on my shoulder she passionately said,

 "Nicolette dear, you've been working and living with us for three years. Even though I don't agree with the former we must still follow the deal. You've never asked anything from us since we basically have to force you for you to accept things from us on Christmas and on your birthday".

Told ya. I mean, I get it. I'm an orphan but I'm not a charity case. Anytime I collect something from someone I feel like I'm using their kindness to my advantage. I guess its just who I am.

"You deserve a little treat once in a while."

She said to which Justin scoffed and rolled his eyes at. He stood up from his seat and headed to his room.

Layla then pushed the box into my hands, realising I had no other choice, I hesitantly accepted it and thanked them. I then headed to my room and started personalising it since it was basically mine now.

After some few minutes of laying down, I get up and head to the dinning room. I saw only Layla picking up the plates and I quickly rush towards her and take the plates away from her. She rolls her eyes at me and mutters something about me being too formal.

I wash the dishes, tidy up the kitchen and head off to bed.

  Tomorrow is the first day of school as a senior, I thought as I braided my hair into a cornrow.

After I'm done, I set my alarm, plug in my phone and head off to bed.

Laying in bed, I struggle to sleep as the feeling of loneliness engulf me.

It's moments like these that I wish I died with them. Tears run down my face as I as I cover my mouth to muffle my sobs. Soon enough, I drift off to sleep with the thoughts of my parents in mind and tear streaks on my cheeks.

Hola amigos
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