《Finally》Chapter 10
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"Amelia it seems that we are all alone today and have nothing to do, so why don't we go to see my mom. She'll really love to see you." I know she doesn't understand but like talking to her.
But she somehow looks like she does understand what I'm saying because she claps her hands and bounces.
"Ok, I just need you to finish your bottles then we will be on our way."
I go to get her bag and leave the house.
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"Well the princesses has arrived, hasn't she? Look at you Miss Amelia adorable as ever." My mom baby talks to Amelia when she see us at her door. With Amelia on my hip, I enter our simple 2 bedrooms home.
"Ya, she is. Isn't she just so cute." I sit down with Amelia in my lap. I don't know if her parents would approve of taking her out to my moms but then again they never call to check on her they must trust me enough.
"Well, hey mom I need to take more clothes with me, I don't know when her parents will be back so I need to take more clothes with me. " I give her Amelia and head to my room. I go and look for most of my best clothes I know I got paid very well by Mr. Knight but I want to save up more money before I buy stuff I really need.
I find shirts, shoes, and jeans but no sweaters. I go to ask my mom but stop once I see her carrying Amelia. Playing with her on the ground and handing her toy after toy. I hide behind the wall watching. I sometimes do think my mom would have love to have a big loving family. We had no one but each other, she knew however that if she brought another child in this world it would also live the life we've lived. That is something we both didn't want. I still had a little hope in me that maybe just maybe I could have a sister or brother. It didn't happen but now I got blessed to be responsible of a bundle of joy it seems that my wish came true.
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"Mom, have you seen my sweaters?" I interrupt her blowing a raspberry on Amelia's a stomach. Her giggles fill the house with joy. Lifting her head she answers me.
"Yeah they’re in my room." I go to her room. Looking through her drawers, in search for my sweaters. I go to the last drawer when I find a box, well more like a music box. Curiously, I open the box and out comes the song my mom sings.
Huh? Confused on why she has a music box. I look inside and find multiple pictures, mostly of me.
I freeze.
One got my attention a picture of a man.
The same man I saw at the park yesterday. I was about to yell at my mom when the door bells ring. I quickly put her stuff away and go back to the living room so see who it may be. We rarely get visitors.
And standing in the middle of the room is Mr. Knight.
I stop cold.
He must have heard me because he turns around. He looks furious. His silver eyes cold and hard. Frown lines are marked on his face and his lips in a thin line. He has his hands in his pockets but I could see them in a fist.
"I have called you many times, why haven't you answered your phone?" He demands.
"I told you I don't work for you anymore." I retort at his hostility.
This man is starting to get annoying. He may be handsome but he's annoying the crap out of me.
" When did I ever let you go?" He questions.
" Excuse me, but I'm not your property. I said I don't work for you. Now I ask you very nicely get out of my house." I go to pick up Amelia from my mom.
" Is she your?" Mr. Knights ask. His voice now emotionless.
" That is none of your business." I kiss my mom goodbye, grab Amelia's bag and leave. My mom stands back watching us with curious look on her face. He may have seen Mr. Knight a few times but never this close. So our interactions is something new to her.
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"I'm not done talking to you." Of course, he would have followed me.
"Look, if this is because I didn't inform you personally. I'm sorry, but I already have a job." I turn to leave, but a hand stops me. Before I can yank my arm free, he is already dragging me to a car. Pushings me inside. Amelia is starting to get uneasy. I try to open the door but its child lock.
Stupid man.
" You can't just take us like this-this is kidnapped! OPEN THE DOOR! If you don't let us out her parents are going to come looking for you- they are rich wealthy people! Let us go." I start yelling. Oh god. I'm in so much trouble.
"Well, you could have started with that don't worry. We are just going home." He calmly states.
" For crying out loud. I DON'T WORK FOR YOU ANYMORE." Amelia starts crying.
"Oh no. Sweetheart, it's okay, I'm sorry I didn't mean to yells. It's okay. I'm sorry." I rock her back and forth. She sobs turn silent. Mr. Knight has turned quiet now.
"We are going home and there we will discuss the issues at hand." That is the only thing he says before driving off. Amelia has now fallen asleep in my arms.
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"What are the names of her parents?" Mr. Knight asks once we are in his home.
"Why do you want to know," I question him.
"Just tell me."
"No."
"Tell. Me"
"No," I repeat.
"Now." His voice is hard. He leans so his to close all up on my personal space. His face emotionless. He seems a little frightening.
"Lola Richard and Chris Richard. " I finally tell him. Then next things he does just makes me angrier.
He walks away.
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Back in my old room from Mr. Knight house, I'm laying with Amelia tucked by my side. I've been laying here for hours.
Waiting for nothing.
The door opens.
"Come." He instructs. "Do you know anything about the parents of the child you have. You probably don't, " he says before I can even reply. I roll my eyes at him.
"Well, they are rich like you said. But they don't work, they live off the money of their parents. They had an arranged marriage to unite the family businesses. They had the child but to not ruin their reputations they kept her in silence. It's also been rumored that they have affairs. So the paternity of that child is in question." He informs me of the history of the family. Shocked, that he would actually go and look them up.
"So you aren't working for very good people you should quit and come work back for me." He grins as if his statements would convince me.
"And you think you are a good person. For the time I work for you l, the only thing I saw- no correction- heard what you did at night. I had to stay night, nights. Just for you to be done with your business and then decided to eat. I had to be here! Now that I found a job I like I'm not quitting. Besides I will never leave Amelia, she doesn't have her family but she does have me." I get close and personal in his face telling him exactly how I feel. And I never felt more satisfaction watching his face turned into furious expression. I get up from the bed get my stuff and leave with Amelia. Mr. Knight making no attempt to stop me.
1/5/19
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