The Proper Girl

Chapter 12

Miranda's pov

Since Jason's on the run, I decided to get a job to pay for renovations. Thankfully being 18, they can't take me back to that lousy piece of garbage boarding school. I currently have a job working as a hospice care provider. It pays damn good. I guess that priss school came in nicely for my resumé.

Jason's pov

I hate that she has to get a job and I can't. Hell the only thing I'm wanted for is truancy, evading police, and shoplifting food to survive. I never hurt anyone. I never stole anything I didn't need. Either way. Thankfully I'm able to find some wood in an abandoned mill yard. I can use it to reinforce the walls and roof. Just as I was finished hammering a few boards into place Miranda came back. She smiled excitedly and took off her wetsuit. "Look what I've got!" She cheerily says, holding up fishing poles. I smile and jump down from the roof. "Check it out. Reinforced! No more worrying about the roof or the porch caving in on us." She hugs me excited. "Gosh I love you and I love this life!" I'm glad she does. I always worried she'd start to hate me because of how stressful this life could be. I guess thanks to finding this abandoned house, it was a stroke of really good luck. "Honey you're thinking really hard again." She said tapping my forehead with a bright smile. I laugh softly and kiss her. "Sorry I get like that when I see your beautiful face and think of how freaking lucky I am." "I love you." She whispers hugging me tight. I'm so freaking lucky.

*A few weeks later*

Miranda's pov

I was making rounds, checking on the elderly patients I care for. I heard arguing in a sweet old man's room. "What's the problem?" I hear another nurse ask. I stand at the door. "How long is this going to take for him to die? It's wasting the inheritance money!" I was instantly infuriated. Being someone who lost their family unwillingly, I wanted to ring this bitch's neck. "Yeah we've got tickets to the Yankees game and we're gonna be late!" A man's voice says. I clench my fists in fury. This man is one of the nicest patients. I bet they think he's senile but he's very far from it and can understand every horrible word these miserable creatures are saying. I furiously stomp in there and say, "I'm sorry but you're upsetting my patient. You will have to leave." I growl, having already called security. "You disgust me." The officer growls, throwing them out. The sweet old man was crying. I ran to him and hugged him. "Walter I'm so sorry you heard all that. Who were those pathetic excuses for human shit?" "My daughter and her husband." He whispers. "Those cretins are not your family." I say holding his hand. "We are. Me and Elizabeth and Eli." I say, nodding to the other nurse who was trying to stop crying and the furious security guard who would play a friendly game of poker with him. "Thank you. Bless you. Bless you all." And for the next several weeks, Eli made sure the scumbags never saw Walter again. Me and Elizabeth made sure his final days were filled with joy and he smiled more in those weeks than I'd ever seen before. I was grateful to give this man the last bit of dignity his own family refused to show him. Speaking of those ill deserving freaks, they tried to get all three of us fired for refusing to let them see him. But the hilarious thing is, we didn't. We did what he asked of us. Walter himself never wanted to see them so Eli made sure his last weeks were peaceful. I nauseously walked into his room. It was pristine and cleaned down. Elizabeth hugged me tight. "He's finally at peace." She says. "I... I know. I just... I hate that he's gone." I get back home and hug my boyfriend. He drops the hammer in surprise, hearing me crying. "W-Walter d-died." I whimper. "Oh crud babe. I'm so sorry." He says helping me inside. "You did him good though hun. You know you did." I nod through my tears. "I just wish I didn't have to say goodbye."

*A few days later*

Jason had just gotten plumbing hooked up when I got a call from work. "What's up?" "Walter Smithers has left something in his will to you." I stare at the wall in shock. "Really?" I go to the courthouse and see Eli and Elizabeth, looking just as surprised as I probably looked. The lawyer hands me a letter. I read it out loud. "Dear Eli, Miranda, and Elizabeth, if you're reading this, I have passed away. I know you're sad but don't be. I'm in a better place and I have my wife back. You three were my only family in the end. I wanted to properly thank you for-" I break down crying and Elizabeth hugs me. Eli shakily takes the letter. "I wanted to properly thank you for making my last days the best of my life. You made me f-feel loved. Something I hadn't felt since Sophie passed. I want you to know the money grubbing evil daughter will not see a cent of inheritance. As it will be going to each of you." My jaw drops as he stops talking, staring at the floor in utter shock. We hug each other in a group hug. "I miss you so much Walter." Elizabeth gasped through her tears. One rule about this job is not to get close to patients, but I'd rather get close to them and give them a good life than anything else. "Mr. Smithers has left 700,000 dollars to the three of you." Wow. He hands us each the checks. There's a fourth. "What's that one?" I ask. The lawyer smiles. "Oh this is addressed to someone called The Entitled Cow. It says 0 dollars." I laugh gladly. "Good on ya Walter!" Eli cheerily said. I'm glad he got back at that bitch. I can't believe he left do much money to us. What the heck is Jason going to think?!