His Housemaid

Chapter 8

          Dedicated to @amateur_anonymous.
 
   After wiping away any evidence of my crying feast, except for my slightly pink nose that stubbornly refused to leave matter how many times I washed it is was good to go.

   Praying that I don't bump into Ian and you-know-who, I slipped out of the bathroom. I had missed my business class. At least I didn't get detention. I bumped into Sierra on my way to my locker to told me about the upcoming business trip to Lancaster Group of Companies(LGC). One of the richest companies in America.

     She seemed pretty excited about it and I don't blame her. I was pretty excited myself. LGC is my business muse. The trip was scheduled on next week Monday. I did a little twirl until I realised I was in the middle of the hallway and stopped. That was enough embarrassment for today.

   After exchanging books in my locker, I saw Justin heading my way and dashed in the opposite direction. I could smell trouble miles away.  If only I had a friend, well,  apart from Claire, I would've gone for a sleepover and avoided the trouble but one could only wish.

                  ♧♧♧♧♧
  I felt exhausted. Hell I was exhausted. I cleaned, washed, cooked and well, I worked. Supper was served. Dishes were done and everyone was off to bed. It was around nine-ish and I was now going to bed.

   Everyone was asleep with the exception of me, who was now of to bed. I could hear my bed calling for me. The pillows singing and the blankets dancing. Don't mind me. I tend to get a little poetic when I'm sleepy.

     So ... as I was saying, I was going off of to bed. I turned off the lights in the kitchen and proceeded to turn off the ones in the hall.

  Phew.

And now, it's finally time for bed. I climbed up the staircase and was about to enter my room. Keyword being 'was-about-to'.

   I was slammed into the wall right beside my door. I was about to scream,  except the person was too wise and immediately covered my mouth before I could do so.

  Bloody hell! I thought intelligent criminals went extinct.

  "Open your eyes"

The unfortunately intelligent criminal whispered. Maybe my ears were betraying me but the voice sounded strangely familiar.

   Opening my eyes, I recognize the said 'intelligent criminal' as no other than Justin Campbell. The one I was trying to avoid.
Someone I don't know said to 'to face your problems head on', but, I beg to defer.

   "I thought I told you to stay away from my friends. Especially Ian" Justin gritted out between clenched teeth.
I could see the veins popping out on his forehead.

  Oh boy.
I gulped, trying to think of something to say. Coming up with nothing I had no other option than to tell him the truth. His eyes softened a little as I narrated what transpired a while ago. Or maybe it's just me.

  He stepped closer than he was to me and grabbed my injured wrist which was still bandaged. I grimaced painfully as he twisted it a little. He noticed and apologised immediately.

He was acting strange. I've been living with for more than a year. Trust me when I say the guy hates my guts.

  "Does it hurt ?" Ian questioned. It was then that I smelled the alcohol on his breath. I nodded wanting this to be over. The next thing he did surprised me. He stuffed hid face into my neck and gripped my waist bringing me extremely close to him.

  I froze clueless on what to do. I mean the boy was obviously drunk. Anything was expected.

  It felt like hours until he pulled away. He stared at me for some time before his gaze switched to my lips. His eyes darkened considerably before he smashed his lips on mine. However before I could react he pulled. Taking a few steps back, he let go of my hand.

  "Stay away from Ian. This is gonna be the last time I'm saying it". With these words he sauntered towards his room.

  I entered my room a flustered mess. Why would he kiss me ? I thought he hated my guts. Does he like me ?
No, that's ridiculous. But they say people tend to do things they wouldn't dare to do when sober.
 
  My head felt like it was exploding so I changed into my pajamas and headed off to bed. The last thing on my mind obviously being my 'encounter' with Justin.

                          A/N
Just a filler. By the way what do you guys think about  making POV of Justin ? Let me know through the comments.
Don't forget to vote and comment. See you in the next chapter. 😉😚