Why did he help me?
1048 Words
Ava’s POV
I woke up the second time in the same room feeling more devastated.
My life has always been so boring. I thought moving out of my home would make things better but it has been worse. In fact I had no home.
Just then, I heard a crack in the doorway. Immediately I turned and saw the disgusting woman in front of me, Lisa. She has caused so much pain to me, in fact all her family has added so much pain to me.
She moved towards me with a frown on her face.
“Now that you are awake, go downstairs and prepare a meal for the family,” she said.
“Really? I thought the maid are-”
“Shut up Ava! We will be receiving guests today and you need to make dishes for the family and guests.” Lisa commanded, with her dominating voice.
“Ok,” I replied without hesitation.
My stepsister is nothing compared to her. She is the worst.
Just as I stood up and was about to open the door, I heard a voice behind me.
I turned and saw Micheal, I was startled. Was he here all this while?
He stared at me for a while and said, “Hope you are good now?”
I was stunned. Was that question for me or was he drunk? He only acted nicely when drunk.
He wasn't expecting any reply for that useless question.
“No!” I replied angrily.
“Okay, I just wanted to tell you to resume staying in my room,” he said.
I stared at him, trying to hide the rage in me.
“Why?”
“You need to resume your position on the floor so you could help me run errands at night,” he said with a smile.
I gnashed my teeth in rage. His guts irritated me a lot.
He thinks I am afraid of him or any of his family members. He must be very stupid.
“What?” I muttered, trying not to be so angry.
“Don't act like you didn't hear what I said,” he yelled.
“Can you just let me be!” I yelled back and stormed out of the room.
I went straight to the kitchen to prepare the dishes since I was told it was my duty. The other day I was told not to get close to the kitchen, today I was told to enter the kitchen to make meals.
This wasn't a problem, I was used to making meals and today won't be different.
The beautiful kitchen was an opulent building with beautiful walls, ceiling, table and plates. It was neatly arranged and breathtaking.
“You are still cooking, huh?” An unfamiliar voice said.
I turned to see the rude and arrogant maid in front of me.
I caught her eyes. I could see the hatred in her eyes. As we stared eyeball to eyeball.
I was gradually accepting my fate in the house as a maid and not a wife. So I refused to respond to her and continued preparing the noodles and fried eggs.
“Young lady, I am talking to you. Am I not?” she said angrily.
I still didn't say a word.
“Ok, you have refused to respond to me, we shall see,” she said, then walked out of the kitchen.
She stomped her feet and I could tell that she was furious and frustrated. But I didn't care, why would I? She was rude to me afterall.
The meal was ready for the whole family in a few minutes. I took the whole meal to the dining room to serve there.
Every area of the mansion was screaming luxury.
After serving the meal, I was not having an appetite to eat due to the ill treatment from them all. How could I dine with my enemies?
I went upstairs, getting ready to take a shower. Suddenly, I heard someone screaming my name.
Not once but twice, I dashed out of the room and ran straight ahead downstairs. Getting there, I could see disgust in their faces. What could be the problem this time?
“What the f*ck? You can't cook a proper meal huh? Why didn't you add the whole salt and could have sent the maid to get more salt for you since you are daft.” Lisa yelled at me while others kept staring at me disgustingly.
“No! I made sure I prepared the meal very well,” I tried defending myself.
My meals were the best, though I wasn't maltreated in my father's house, I was always asked to cook. There was no way I could have made salty food.
“Oh, you used pepper?” Lisa stood up and walked up to me.
I could hear giggling behind me; it was obvious it was one of the workers.
There was nothing so funny. Why were they laughing?
That was when I realised I was being set up, and I defended myself immediately.
“Wait! This isn’t me; it is one of them!” I said and flipped my head backward, pointing at all of them.
Micheal, staring at me without saying any word. He was expressionless.
“Shut up, you fool!” Lisa said, dragging my hair, I even forgot I tied a towel.
“Stop blaming people for what you did, obviously; you are the liar, huh!” Lisa said, before I could react she dragged my towel down to the floor before I knew it, I was completely naked in front of everyone.
“What!” They all gasped and started laughing.
Micheal walked up to me, immediately picked up the towel and handed it to me.
“Go upstairs now!” he commanded.
In shock, I ran upstairs. Filled with so much embarrassment and shame.
“Disgusting! Why did you let her go?” That was the last word I heard from Lisa.
This was too much to bear. How could I continue living in this house with this kind of shame? I was completely naked in front of them all.
Something clicked, ‘Why did he help me?’ I wondered.
He has never defended me in front of his family members.
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