I CAME IN LIKE A WRECKING BALL

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Brie descended the never ending stairs with a devious smile upon her pretty face as she relished the plan of removing Mrs. Benson from their lives; permanently.

Mrs. Benson had been a pain in her butt for too long, it was only a matter of time she got what was coming to her.

Very soon Mrs. Benson would be out of the way, and no one would stop her from making Mr. Benson hers, for good.

If this was what it took to get Mr. Benson back, she would do it. She was capable of worse.

Brie strolled into the kitchen where she found Katy, Emma and Dana engaging in a conversation as Katy and Emma stood in front of the operating dishwasher, and Dana brewed some coffee with the coffee maker.

Brie leisurely picked up an apple from the fruit basket and ferociously sunk her teeth into its wetness and crispiness, her noisy chewing stealing the attention of the three maids.

"Emma." Brie called out with her mouth full, her facial expression reeking of indifference as Emma reluctantly turned to look her way, prompting her to continue, "Where's your sister?"

Emma replied, "She's taking a nap."

"Good." Brie said and jumped onto the laminate countertop, her relatively soft behind coming into contact with its hard surface as she began to swing her long legs, taking another large bite of the apple then transfixed her hazel eyes on Katy and Dana. "We can talk about Jayden and Lara."

She shifted the fruit basket to the edge of the countertop as she adjusted herself on the table, eyes only dropping to glance at her now quarter-eaten apple, then returning to Katy and Dana who hadn't turned to meet her gaze.

But Dana spoke, "Brie you've been talking about them since they left." She fixed her eyes on the running coffee maker, jerking her head to throw her long dark ponytail behind, as she went on, "Give poor Lara and Jayden a break. Aye Dios."

"Keep your español to yourself, girl." Brie scoffed and went on, "I can bet my life that when Lara gets back, she won't be a virgin."

"Because Lara's pussy told you that?" Dana retorted.

"No?" Brie answered half-confused, half-annoyed as Emma and Katy stifled their laughter which had been begging to erupt.

Brie went on, "You know, Jayden won't spare having sex with Lara tonight. He'd have to be such a wuss to not take advant-"

"You spoke to Jayden's dick too?" Katy's question took Brie by surprise. Katy wasn't supposed to side with the opposing team.

Dana burst into laughter and slapped Katy's back and Emma giggled.

Brie gave Katy a death stare. Even though the six maids were in a tight group, they were divided whenever debates occurred. Three on one side; Brie, Katy and Ella, and three on the other; Lara, Emma and Dana.

Brie's group usually suggested the risky, insane and immoral ideas whereas Dana's group suggested the contrary; safe, sane and moral, respectively.

Brie had suggested Lara seduce Jayden back into her arms, which had backfired big time. Whereas Dana had suggested Lara not be desperate and play things cool. But the pressure from the 'naughty' team had weighed down on Lara as she had listened to the nefarious young lady, who had given her a couple of glasses to drink.

"Whatever." Brie fixed her eyes on the half-eaten apple in her hand, "I know he's going to strip her of every pure gene in her body. But seriously though, am I the only one who thinks their 30 day no sexual stuff is the stupidest idea on earth?"

"Yes, you are the only one." Dana rolled her eyes whilst habitually wiping off the little moisture in her hands on her apron, then marched towards the fridge for her bottle of water.

Brie turned to Katy. "Katy? Am I the only one?" She asked in a threatening manner with a brown brow raised.

"I think it's really sweet." Emma's unexpected soft voice drew Brie's attention, who commented,

"Emma, you can talk?"

Dana whipped her hair to face Brie who nonchalantly shrugged her shoulders and took another bite before asking,

"What Dana? She's always so quiet especially when we're talking about relationships and boys and stuff. Weird."

"Don't bring your bitterness on Em." Dana warned, rage inhabiting her oval-faced shape, dark eyes squinting in warning as she mentally dared Brie to push on. And she did.

"Have you seen your sister, Em? She's lively and interactive, not boring like you. I barely know anything about you. Why are you so quiet? Do you like somebody? Do you not?"

"Brie!" Dana tried to cut in but Emma unexpectedly spoke,

"Please don't compare me to my sister, I don't appreciate that."

"Whoa." Brie chewed amusedly, "Sure, Emma Swan. Whatever you say."

Dana rolled her eyes at Brie, shaking her head as she walked towards Emma at the sink. "Don't listen to her." She side hugged Emma, who merely smiled and avoided her sympathetic gaze.

She disliked pity and sympathy most.

Brie then went on, "As I was saying, thirty days without any sexual activity. That's complete bull. Just how did his horny ass survive?"

Katy coughed, "Honestly Brie, I think it's admirable how he's actually serious about Lara, especially when we all thought differently when she told us."

"Yeah that's the problem." Brie snickered then shrugged, "People like 'Jayden'," She airquoted, "Don't do real relationships. What if he's sacrificing this much to get into her pants?"

"I don't think this is just to get into her pants, Brie." Katy replied. "Just because you haven't experienced this commitment from a boy before doesn't mean someone else won't."

I don't do boys; I do men, she wanted to say but dropped it.

"Whatever." She nonchalantly took her last bite of the apple, adding, "And this whole undercover dating thing, Mrs. Benson doesn't suspect a thing. I mean, how dumb can you be?"

"Brie," Dana cut in, succeeding in drawing her attention, "Why do you always seem to disrespect Jayden and his mother? Last time I checked, you are working for them, not the other way around."

"Disrespect? I'm just brutally honest. What's wrong with that?"

"You speak of them in a manner you shouldn't. What if Mrs. Benson overheard you one day?"

Brie squelched, "I wouldn't give two fucks." The woman would be dead soon, why would it bother her?

"But you gave ten fucks when Mr. Benson suspected you were involved in Jayden's dilemma."

"I didn-" She began to deny but Dana didn't let her,

"You literally cried because he might not 'care' about our real lives anymore. What was that about?"

"Who did Brie cry for?" Ella, Emma's twin sister drowsily leaned against the door frame on her side, arms crossed on her crumbled uniform and legs crossed at the ankles. Her hazel eyes were slightly red from the sleep, and her dark brown hair was loosely tied in a low bun.

"Ella, you're awake." Brie faked a laugh, getting down from the counter as she approached her apparent only ally.

"You cried for someone?" Ella seemed more interested in that subject as a smirk slowly crept its way to her plump lips.

"I never cry for anyone." Brie snorted, flipping her hair to one side.

Ella chuckled and turned to her sister at the sink, "Em, where's Lara?"

"At her mother's, remember?" Emma reminded her of the story she had been told. The story she was to know.

Ella approached her sister with her arms still folded on her chest, "She said she'd be back today, didn't she?"

"No, tomorrow. Tomorrow morning." Emma countered.

Ella paused, glancing at the other girls for a few seconds. Katy was returning the plates and bowls to their respective cabinets as Dana began marching out of the kitchen with a tray filled with breakfast, turning right towards the main door.

Ella returned her gaze to her twin sister, scrutinizing her side face. "Isn't it weird that Jayden happens to be away the same day Lara is?"

Emma replied. "There's nothing weird about it. Lara left for her mum's yesterday, and Jayden's friend came over this morning so they went out."

"I see." Ella smirked.

Laughing, Brie asked Ella, "Why are you being so skeptical? Wake up on the bad side of the bed?"

"Actually, I was blessed with an insightful dream."

Emma inaudibly scoffed as Brie joined the twins at the sink, "What was it about?"

Ella paused, fisting her lips as if considering whether to speak or not to. She then placed her hands on the counter, as she glanced left at her twin sister and right at her partner in crime and warned, "You mustn't tell anyone."

Emma appeared concerned whereas Brie smirked and crossed her heart, "I'm good with secrets."

"That, you are." Ella muttered under her breath as Katy rushed in to join the three girls at the sink, forcing herself between the twins with an arm arched on Emma's right shoulder and the other placed on Ella's left shoulder,

"What are y'all whispering about?"

"Ella had an 'insightful dream'." Brie mockingly airquoted.

"So," Ella began, "In the dream, can you guys believe that Mr. Benson was having an affair with someone?"

"What?!" Emma and Katy yelped in unison, and Brie took a second to recover from the sudden plummet of her heart, as she frowned,

"How is that possible?"

Ella fixed her eyes on Brie, suspicion present but concealed, "I have no idea."

"How on earth are you dreaming about Mr. Benson?" Brie chuckled.

"I have no idea." Ella replied, eyes awkwardly still stuck on Brie. "I caught him in bed with someone. But what shocked me was the uniform I saw on the ground," She turned to a gaping Emma and a widened-eyed Katy, "He was cheating on Mrs. Benson with a maid."

"That's impossible!" Katy genuinely disagreed as Emma seconded,

"Mr. Benson would never cheat on Mrs. Benson. Especially not with one of us!"

"Did you see her face?" Katy implored as Brie anxiously rubbed her throat then contributed, so as to not seem suspicious,

"Yeah, did you? And Mr. Benson would never."

"Her face wasn't clear-"

"What about her hair?" Katy questioned.

"I couldn't see." Ella sighed.

Emma shook her head, "Mr. Benson wouldn't do that. He literally sees us as his daughters, he wouldn't."

"Don't put your trust in someone." Ella advised her sister then exhaled dramatically and withdrew from the counter saying, "Don't tell anyone, though. It's probably just a silly dream, nothing to it."

"I'm sure it is." Emma nodded but Katy was silent.

If Mr. Benson really was cheating, the only maid who would be capable of getting involved with him was-

She turned to Brie who was idly twisting a lock of her hazel hair, indifference fronting her actual lack of comprehension of the dream that Ella had spoken of, as she walked away from the sink towards the refrigerator, when Ella asked an unexpected question.

"Brie, I've wanted to ask you this for quite some time now. Why are you still working here when your brother is well off and can take care of you, since he's taking care of your sick mother now? Mr. Benson isn't anymore."

Brie shut the refrigerator door defensively and turned, "To refresh your ill fated memory, I said it is my choice. I want to make my own money, and also repay the Bensons for their kindness."

"Oh." Ella slowly nodded and flippantly grabbed a red apple from the fruit basket, leaving five apples, six bananas and a bunch of crimson grapes.

Anger stirred in Brie as she wondered what Ella, her favourite ally was onto. She had already explained the 'reason' for her stay in the house in the past, so why had she asked about it again in the most suspicious demeanor ever, stirring suspicion in the other girls who were clueless about the entire Mr. Benson situation?

Ella definitely knew something, and Brie swore she would find out. The dream was obviously fake. If Ella knew something, and she chose to walk down that road with her, she would make sure Ella regretted it. Any obstacle in her way would be removed. She didn't care who or what.

Every obstacle would be removed.

Dana marched towards the main door holding a small tray of tuna sandwiches, a glass of water and a cup of hot coffee for the gardener as she sang, "I wanna be contigo. And live contigo, and dance contigo, para have contigo una noche loca, y besar tu boca,"

"I wanna live con-" She continued to sing as she hurriedly opened the door but accidentally bumped into the chest of a man who had apparently rung the doorbell at the same time she had opened the door thus colliding with him, the sandwiches terribly greasing his navy blue shirt as the hot coffee burned and stained his shirt and provoked a sudden,

"What the-" from his lips.

She drew her eyes to the man's face and realized she was staring into the eyes of Pierre.

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A/N: Bailando, Bailando, who picked up the song Dana was singing? And that DREAM THOUGH.

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