6. Lollipop
1251 Words
GESTE
I WOKE up at 1:30 in the afternoon. I slept too long but it felt great. I'm not sure when was the last time I slept that long. It's really good to be back home.
I went for a shower and after that, I wore my ripped jean short shorts and a white V-neck shirt then my slippers. I have no plans of going out today. I still needed to rest. And I'm hungry so I need to eat first. Although I can make this easy by just calling the maids, even if we are rich, I'm not taking advantage of anything that I have right now. Though at work, if I start at the Confection Industry, that I'm sure it's pretty soon, I'll take my advantages as owner's daughter for them to respect me.
"Good morning, Señorita." The maid greeted and bowed when I reached the kitchen.
"What's your name? Are you new here?" I asked her while rummaging through the refrigerator. Then I looked at her when I got what I wanted from the ref.
"R-rita, my name is Rita, Señorita." she said shyly.
I went to the sink and washed the apple in my hands. I look again at her and scan her features. No, I'm not checking her out. I'm just scanning her features. She's slim, tanned skin, beautiful face. Overall, she's pretty.
"How old are you? And when did you start working here?" I said biting my apple and without breaking the gaze to her. I felt her nervousness. I like when people are intimidated into my presence sometimes. I don't know why but I just like it. I guess I belong to the masochist circle. Hahaha! Nahh, I'm not.
"Uhm I'm 18 and I started here 3 years ago, Señorita." She said nervously.
Oh, maybe she's a good worker. Our maids didn't last that long if Manang Linda wouldn't recommend them to continue to work on the mansion. We trust Manang Linda that much. Her loyalty has been proven for 20 years and she's the headmistress of this mansion.
Rita's gazing at the floor then to me while fidgeting her fingers. I smiled at her, reassuring there's nothing to worry about.
"Hey, it's fine. Don't be scared." I smiled at her, in a friendly manner.
She let out a sigh of relief. Then she smiled back at me. Her dimple in her right cheek appeared. She's more beautiful when she smiles.
"Where are Dada and Silvia?"
"Señor went to the office and Señorita Silvia's at school, Señorita."
"Ah. Okay. Can you please prepare me a food? Then take it to the pool area and I guess we could chat, probably, if you don't mind? I would like to know how you ended up working here." I smiled politely at her.
She nodded. She didn't say anything but I can see in her eyes the excitement and joy. Then she nodded a couple of times. I can't help grinning at her reaction. Then she went on preparing the food and I went to the pool area still smiling.
In just 10 minutes she joined me at the pool area. We talked all about her. She talked while I ate. I'm just listening to her.
Rita started working at the mansion when she was 15. She was Manang Linda's good friend's daughter and has known her for too long and has known Rita ever since she was a kid. That's why she recommended Rita because she knows her very well. She worked here so that she could pursue her college degree because her parents can't afford to send her to school anymore. My Dada sent her to college. She has five siblings and she's the eldest. So, as the first child in the family she has a big responsibility on her shoulder right now.
Well, she's in her 2nd year in college at UP. Taking up Secondary education and she's also a bright girl. I can tell how she speaks to me. She's pretty knowledgeable and comfortable but she still knows not to cross her boundaries.
She easily got my sympathy because somewhat, I can relate to her. I'm just lucky because my dad decided to find me. But this girl has a big future. She'll be a master in her profession.
I'm glad that my Dada is a kind hearted person. You see, he never treated our employees as just merely employees but a family. Dada loves to help, that is why God is blessing him even more. That's why I easily forgive him when I finally meet him because I felt her sincerity and love towards me. I love him so much also that is why I shouldn't think of anything stupid towards her fiancé. I don't want to hurt him.
I frown at the idea of hurting him. I can't. I will not hurt him for the sake of these stupid feelings that occurred 7 years ago.
"--ou okay, Señorita?" Rita said. I forgot that we're talking. I was so lost in my thoughts earlier.
"Pardon?" I asked.
"I asked if you’re okay, Señorita. I guess I should go back inside to finish my chores now, so that you can have some time alone." she said with a concerned look.
"Aye. I'm fine. I'm sorry. I guess I'm still tired of the flight back here." I said and smiled.
"Uhm. Okay Señorita. Thank you so much for your time. At least I got the time to know you." she smiled sincerely while standing from the chair.
"No. Please stay. I want someone to talk to right now. I hate to be alone." I pleadingly smiled at her.
She nodded with gladness then seated back. Then we talked about random things until afternoon.
After the chit chat with Rita, I felt sleepy again so I went to my room for a power nap.
In my room, I remembered that my luggage is still unpacked. I told the maids that I'll do it myself because honestly I'm still not used to being served by others.
It's just a little baggage anyway. Before I unpack my things, I turn on the radio. I never missed music while I'm working alone. I love how songs make me feel comfortable if I'm doing something or sleeping. That's my habit, actually. I'm a music lover and a musician. The songs relaxed my mind from everything.
"I'm playing some not so oldies right now but really goodies. Hope you enjoy listening to our first song." the Disk Jockey said. Her voice was very warm and sexy. Then the song of Daniel Beddingfield, if you're not the one played.
I unpack my things orderly. I'm really an organized person and I like everything in its place so I carefully unpack my clothes. It's not that much anyway because I don't want to stay here for too long, much more now because I know who my father's fiancé is. I'm almost finished when the DJ played another song.
I began to pick out neatly everything in my luggage when a silver bracelet dropped from the clothes I'm carrying. I pick out the white silver bracelet and sit on the edge of my bed. I saw the initials craft on it.
MGS & MKR.
It's too late when I realized the song is related to what I'm feeling right now. The song was one last cry by Brian McKnight.
As he sings the chorus, I came back to the time when I clearly remembered the person who gave me this bracelet.
One last cry, one last cry
Before I leave it all behind
I've got to put you out of my mind, this time
Stop living a lie
I guess I'm down to my last cry
- Writer
