Over the course of about 3 weeks however , grant and i became closer , friend wise .
We started having little inside jokes , and secret smiles when we passed each other in the hallways.
But as me and grant got closer , him and jenny were fighting more and more .
There was one particular night when I was in the laundry room collecting my clothes , and i heard jenny yelling at him at the top of her lungs .
" Bastard !"
I heard something smash .
" Damnit jenny !"
I heard grants usual soft voice , but it sounded more authoritative this time , with a base to it .
" You act like its my fault we cant have kids , grant ! "
" Well working all the time and stressing over stupid shit may have taken a roll in that !"
There was a pause , not like it was over pause , but a scary pause .
" STUPID SHIT? " , she screamed .
" THAT STUPID SHIT BOUGHT THIS GOD DAMN HOUSE . THAT STUPID SHIT PAID OFF YOUR MYSTERIOUS DEBT . THAT STUPID SHIT IS THE REASON WHY YOU ARENT ASS OUT ON THE STREET YOU UNGRATEFUL MOTHERFUCKER. "
Another smash .
I didnt hear another word from grant , and bent down to get my basket of clothes .
when i looked up i saw grant staring at me with his hands in his pockets.
He closed the door of the laundry room and came up to me , a little closer than usual .
" Damnit you scared m-
He put his hand over my mouth , keeping it there until he knew i wasnt going to say another word .
He put a piece of paper on top of the basket of clothes in my hand and lingered for a moment more before walking out , with a serious look on his usually jovial face .
I heard the door slam , and antoinette crying .
I flew up too my room , making sure i didnt fly off the steps on the way .
I threw down the clothes, and opened the note , almost ripping it in the process.
I stared at his tiny sharp way of writing , and read the note with ease .
Meet me at the park , 12:00 .
I looked at the clock .
8:56 .
I heard jenny downstairs making dinner , apparently it was pasta tonight .
I looked at the note again , not believing the writing on it .
I contemplated whether or not i should even go to the location, from what i have heard about girls from over seas getting trafficked in ameria so often .
But grant wasnt like that . He didnt have many friends , and he was always at work or here with me .
I put the note in my pocket and sat on the bed .
" Dinner!" , jenny screeched from the kitchen .
I jumped up and felt my chest beating , feeling like she already knew i was planning to meet her husband at midnight .
I timidly went down the stairs , almost expecting to see grant in the same spot as usual, at the foot of the table .
She threw down the pot she was cooking , wiping away a tear on her cheek.
" Grant will not be joining us tonight . " , she clumsily made the dinner plates and put them on the table .
Her hair was wild and her makeup was smeared on her face .
I ate my food fast , thanked her , and went back upstairs , waiting for the clock to hit 12 .

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The Au pair
RomanceAn au pair (plural: aux pairs) is a domestic assistant from a foreign country working for, and living as part of, a host family. Typically, aux pairs take on a share of the family's responsibility for childcare as well as some housework, and receive...