Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 7

5 years ago

Lethal Bride - Season 1 - Episode 7

SHAM

She got up and tried to leave,
he held her hand and drew her
close to himself, a stinging slap
landed across his face, she was
upset and irritated.

The slap didn’t stop him; he got up and cupped her chin with his hand,
“push me all you want, slap
me, or treat me like a dog, I
would not let go until you sit
down and listen to what I have to tell you”. She pushed his hand off.

“How dare you talk to me in
such a manner, how dare you
order me, do you know who
I am?” She was already pissed.

He ignored her hardened face, swept her off her feet and did a 360 with her, she screamed.

Then he made her stand on her
feet without any support
from him, she was way too
dizzy to stand on her own, she fell back into his arms, holding him tightly until she
got her balance back. She
loosened her grip on him and
sat down not taking her eyes
off him, she marveled at his boldness. She turned round to see most people paying
attention to the drama for the
first time in a long time she
felt embarrassed. She turned
to look at him again; there was a smirk on his face.

“Wipe that smirk off your
face or I would do it myself”,
he still stood with victory
written all over his face. She
took her glass of wine, gulped it but didn’t swallow; she walked towards him and
released the content from her
mouth to his face.

Immediately people murmured from every angle. He wiped his face with his
palm and held her hand “this
wouldn’t stop me from
saying what I want to say right in front of all these
people. I would like us to hang out and have fun, just the two of us. Today was the
only day I developed the
boldness to come and meet
you, do you how many
months it took me to talk to you. I am not backing out anytime soon, do what you
want, I would always be in
you face, until you give in”.

She pulled her hand away
from his grip, hissed and walked away. Some guys came and tapped him hard on
his back “that was some
nerve bro, you killed it!” He
smiled and sat down to sip his
own glass of wine. She got into her dressing
room to see Easton smiling,
she ignored him, she knew he
must have the drama that
transpired between her and
the strange guy. “You acted like a child; the Crystal I know is someone strong, you just
displayed weakness in front
of everyone”. She sat down
and simply said “I want to be
alone”. He shrugged his shoulders and got up. “Don’t let that little thing cloud your
thoughts”, she sat down and
faced the mirror. “By the
way, I have gotten a job for
you”, her face lit up, finally something to keep her alert “what job?”, “a maid”, she got
confused “a maid!, are you
pulling my legs?, what would
I be doing as a maid?, you are
joking right, tell me it’s a joke”, she searched his face for answers. He shoved one hand
into his pocket and scratched
his brow with the other.

“What can I say? But to say a mission without a vision is pointless and useless.

So when I say I have a job for you there is a reason behind it and there is goal. Actually you
would be like a housekeeper”.

Her mouth hung open; her eyes bulged out “a
housekeeper!” “Yes a housekeeper”, she got up

“Easton, I am way more than
a housekeeper, don’t turn me
into one. He walked some steps closer to her and put his hands on her shoulder,
“believe me, its for a short
time, I will give you
instructions immediately you
begin the job, its not a difficult task I promise, calm down and prepare”. She took
his hands off and sat down.

As far as she was concerned
she saw it as a punishment
and a demeaning thing to do. She felt numb all over.

She imagined herself doing the
housekeeping job. This kind of
thought had never crossed her
mind, not even by error. She
looked at Easton again with a solemn face “when would I start?”, “next month. So you have time to prepare yourself for the job.

When you get into the house I would let you
know what to look for, don’t worry my princess,
everything would be fine”.

She faced the mirror once
more and stared at her
reflection. “I will do it”, “now
that’s my princess, I believe in you and I trust your acting skills. Let me let you be now”.

He patted her back and left her still staring at the mirror.

The next morning seemed to have arrived fast. She wore a pink floral pajamas and fuzzy
slippers. Her legs curled on the couch in her room as she sipped hot Chinese tea.

She closed her eyes to absorb the
tingling feeling she felt all over her body. Her thoughts still strayed to the
housekeeping job. She opened
her eyes again and sipped the
steaming tea, she quickly
swallowed to allow the heat linger in her throat. Her head throbbed; she placed her palm
on her forehead and sighed.

She kept sipping hoping the
headache would leave; she
was in no mood for tablets.