Bobby's pou

I watched as the run toward the maid's quarter gate, without looking back for once, what have 1 done again? I asked myself furiously. Running aft er her is not a good move, any of the maids can see us, leaving her alonej ust for tonight is the only option left. I stayed motionless on a spot, contemp lating on what to do. I watched as she stopped when she reached the entra nce of the gate, I can easily from where I was standing at, scared and wo

ndering why she stopped all of a sudden, i know I fucked up big time, ther e us no doubt about that, but finding a solution to this is the only thing I c an think of. Nothing matters except out. I took a few step waiting for her to go inside before I will also leave for my car, fortunately, I watched as Me

lanie came out of nowhere and help her in, I sighed is satisfaction, then tu rn around and walked back to where I parked my car earlier, i open the driver seat with so much force, i slammed it close, angrily.

I remain silent for the next couple of minutes, without knowing what to do next, my head is blank, and my mind is bleak. It seems like a hard thingt o even think straight. The only thing I can think of the only thing that ke pt on appearing in my mind, is the picture of her crying. I tried shaking th e thought off, but it seemed like a difficult task in which I have no control over it. The tears, the blame, the scar she has been keeping all this while got opened again just because of me, stupid me. I promise to stay by her side now, blabbing about becoming someone she could look up to, but only brin ging her excruciating pain, before the day the promise was made could even run out. I slammed my hand very hard on the steering, and winced in pa in, as I glanced at dark spots that were starting to form on my palm due to the pressure I used.

"What am I going to do now?!! I keep hurting her!!' I cried loudly. compl etely ignoring the fact that I am the only one here, screaming like a crazy person in the middle of the night, a car parked in the middle of the compo und, as if I lost my way while embarking on an adventure of no return. Or should I just go to the maid's quarters and ask for Melanie's help, maybe she could find a solution to this, I thought, but I dont think she would als o want to see me not to talk of her providing a solution to my problem, I jus t hurt her friend which she trust me with. But, I dont think I have any of her choice than to meet her, I don't care if she sounds rude to me, a chuck le formed on my lips, laughing at my own thoughts. I find it hard to believ e this is me, not caring about what others will say, to the extent of getting i

molved with maids, not caring if she is rude or not.

What am I going to do now? Tomorrow seemed like a long time, like today will take forever, and prevent tomorrow from appearing. Thinking about h ow I am going to survive throughout the night is a problem on its own. I in haled and exhaled, slowly, trying to calm down my boiling blood and thin k straight. I raised my hand and stared at my wrist watch in awe, mouth o pened widely.

*11: pm! . I used the palm of my hand to brush my face, just to know I am s eeing clearly. Amelia? Meeting? 9:am? The flashback of what Amelia tol d me started to rush down into my head. They are coming to pick me up b y 9:00am for a meeting I am not interested in. But, here I am thinking abo ut a Maid's daughter I hurt, completely forgetting about something that's o ery important to my life, but wait, Melissa is more important, right?

I used my left hand to slap my face in frustration, it looks like I have comp letely lost my mind, if not for this happening to me, I won't believe I could t urn into this when it is not even up to a week of my arrival. Twilight is here

going to look for Melanie is not the right thing to do now, I have to try t o survive tonight, at least on my own.

I inserted the key, and the engine came to life. I grabbed the steering, agg ressively, and then put the car into motion, made a turn, before driving bac k to my apartment with my heavy heart..

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That night, I kept on turning from end to end throughout, like I guessed, I found it hard to sleep, as I found myself tossing all through... The sudden loud noise made to jump out if the bed, looking scared, 1 yawn ed wildly, I pushed the bedspread that was covering me to a side, and then looked back at the stupid alarm that kept on ringing continuously, after waking me up. I stretched my hand to the side of the table lamp beside my bed, and slammed it off with my palm.

*7:00 am* I dropped back into bed, but this time I am fully conscious. I star ed at the chandelier thats hanging above my head, observing.

The morning came faster than I could even imagine.

But wait Melissa? I don't know if I should just run out of the bed to their quarter or just call Melanie immediately to ask about her well being. If sh e doesnt want to see me, at least she should be able to talk to me over the p hone. I stared at my iPad that was lying behind, part of the duvet was cov ering half of its screen, 1 stared silently, contemplating whether to call or not

Suddenly, my phone starts to ring, jolting me out of my thoughts, a part of me fumed with happiness, thinking Melanie is on the line, not until I dar ted my eyes to the phone and see that the caller 19 which is "Amelia", I hissed, feeling disappointed.