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Great, he's out again. He's always gone, leaving me alone in this big intimidating house that I hate so much. I wish he would consider me more and not just see me as his "wifey" that does everything for him. And before you jump to conclusions we aren't married either. Oh no, he's too much of an ass to actually get married, or to have kids. He's told me countless times that we're never getting married even if we do stay together. I don't even know why I've stayed with him for so long honestly. It's probably because I love him more than I should.
He always belittles me, all I do is cook and clean for him, and he also uses me for his personal pleasure if you catch my drift. And I also serve as his arm candy when we go out in public or to one of his little events. Everyone tells me I should just leave him already, but I can't, he's all I know. He's my life even if I mean nothing to him. I know I don't mean much to him. I never have.
"Mitchie, baby! Come here!" Shane called out from downstairs. He had been out all day. I quickly ran down the stairs hoping to not make him angry. "Yes Shane?" I asked politely. I was scared of him, not that he'd ever hit me but he did yell at me a lot. "We are going on a vacation soon, what do you think? Does that sound like fun?" He asked. I was astonished, he never went anywhere with me, much less a vacation for no reason. I was ecstatic, but didn't let it show. I just sent him a steady gaze, "Sure, sounds like fun." I replied casually.
He smiled lightly; he seemed to be in a good mood. "Good, we leave tomorrow so go pack." I didn't need to be told twice, I quickly went to our bedroom and took out a suitcase for myself. I got all my toiletries ready first then I got some clothes from my big walk in closet. I threw in random items of clothing into my suitcase even putting in a bikini just in case since it was summer time. Shane came in a while after I had finished packing asking me to pack for him to. I nodded and took out his suitcase also quickly packing it for him.
If only I had known that this vacation was going to be hell, I wouldn't have gone…
The next morning I woke up alone as usual. I went down the stairs and into the kitchen to make breakfast. When I walked into the kitchen I saw Shane making breakfast already. I smiled, maybe people can change. I sat down expecting him to give me some food also but instead he poured the whole skillet of eggs and bacon for himself on a plate. Well that was too good to be true.
"Are you not hungry Mitchie?" He asked. "Not really." I lied. I was actually very hungry but I wouldn't let him know that. I looked away hoping he didn't catch that lie. "So where are we going anyways?" I asked. "LA ." He answered shortly. "Oh, that sounds like fun." I said passively. I wouldn't let him affect me. "We leave at noon so be ready to leave at around 10 ok?" Shane said. I nodded and went to take a shower and get ready.
We are now on the plane to LA, we are in first class which admittedly is very nice. I had never travelled anywhere with Shane so I was very excited to at least have a little fun. Even if he doesn't necessarily care about me, he still brought me with him which made me all giddy on the inside.
I ended up falling asleep on Shane but when I woke up was leaned up against the window and not him, which was disappointing. I would have thought he would at least let me rest against him but apparently not. But whatever I shouldn't expect much from him. I yawned and stretched my arms getting Shane's attention. "Hey you're awake." He said. "No shit." I muttered. Shane just gave me a look and looked away again. I shrugged it off; clearly he didn't know that I was very grumpy when I wake up, even from just a nap. I looked out the window and looked down at the tiny building and towns, we seemed so far away and so gigantic compared to them.
We landed soon after I woke up and finally got off the plane. I was excited, this was my first time in LA. I'd been to many places but never to LA. I knew Shane had grown up close to LA though and his parents still lived here.
We quickly retrieved our luggage, or more like I was forced to get it for the both of us. After that we had a rental car waiting for us so we got into the car and Shane drove off. He clearly knew where we were going so I sat back and looked at everything around, taking it all in.
After about 30 minutes we pulled into a drive way and as I looked up I saw these big extravagant houses, I soon realized we were in a private neighborhood. Shane kept driving straight, I looked around confused since we were now in a cul-de-sac, but soon he opened a gate to a drive way. The drive way wrapped around in between some trees and then bam! We were at the front door. Just the door looked very intimidating, it was huge. There were 3 steps up to the door and then there was the door. They could probably fit an elephant through that door, not even kidding.
This house was just as big as where Shane and I lived back in Texas, if not even bigger. I assumed it was his parent's house. His parents or I assumed they were, came out and greeted us. They both l walked down those steps and came and gathered Shane in a grand hug. I stood to the side awkwardly, not wanting to intrude. Then his mother turned to me and looked at me, in a much less happy way. I smiled.
"You must be Michaela, my sons new maid." I gave her a confused glance then looked over to Shane. He wouldn't even meet my eyes. WOW. I couldn't believe he had stooped this low, to let his parents think I was his maid. "It's Mitchie and it's great to meet you…" I trailed off, not knowing her name.
"It's Lynne, Lynne Grey." I smiled politely. "And this is my husband, Michael Grey." I kept that smiled on my face. There wasn't much more I could do, well cry yes, but I couldn't let anyone see me cry.
They showed me to my "quarters" Or at least that's what they called them. I was staying in this cute-ish little house that was connected to the garage, it had a bathroom, kitchen, little living room and of course my bedroom. They left me there and everyone else left to go off and do their own things.
I fell back onto the couch, so heartbroken. I couldn't believe Shane had told his parents I was his maid. I guess in a way I was, but I never thought he'd actually tell people that I was. Of all the things he's ever told me and done to me, this was by far the worse yet.
No matter what happened his parents would always see me as a maid, and I would never be able to live it down. I would forever be seen as the maid. I sighed, choking back the tears threatening to fall.
I ended up falling asleep on the couch, which by the way was super comfy. I awoke to someone shaking my shoulder, that someone being my asshole boyfriend. "Baby, wake up, come on." He whispered. I huffed and slowly rose from my position.
I scowled at him, I was definitely pissed at him. "What the hell do you want?" I yelled. He winced. I gave him a cold hard glare. "Well, umm… I have to go away for a few days sweetie. I'll be back soon though, just business, you know. My dad is coming to." I glared even harder; I truly thought we would have fun this week away from Texas. I couldn't believe that now after telling his family I was his maid he was going to leave me here all alone with his mother.
"I thought this was a vacation! I didn't come here to be your damn maid! You little piece of shit." I yelled. "You know, I should have never expected anything else from you. I should have known that vacation was only for you, not me."
"No, Mitchie… I just, I have to go away for business, I'll be back and we can do whatever you want. How does that sound hun?"
"No, I want to go home, I should have never agreed to this stupid vacation. I understand that I don't mean much to you, okay. I've known this since we started dating. But to tell your parents I'm your maid? That was low, even for you." I scoffed. Tears gathering in my eyes once again.
"Mitch, I didn't… I just. I didn't think you'd care what my parents thought…" He trailed off. I looked at him, so heartbroken.
"Of course I care what your parents think of me! I don't want to be seen as your maid! I want to be seen as your girlfriend! I want you to tell the world that I'm your girlfriend. I want you to acknowledge me when you go places. I want you to see me the way I see you. I hate that you don't care about me. I hate that you only think of yourself. I hate that you've broken my heart so many times, yet here I am. I hate that I fell in love with you. When clearly I don't mean shit to you." I finally broke down, Shane just looked away staying quite.
Shane sighed, running his hands through his thick hair, "I'll be back next Monday, see you then Mitchie."
And with that he walked out the door and down the stairs that led to the garage. Leaving me crying and so heartbroken, the most I've ever been. I cried even more when I realized that I had told him I loved him and he didn't say anything, instead he walked out. I just cried for all the pain he's caused me in the past 4 years and for every broken promise. I simply cried for all the other times I hadn't cried.
AN/ So, new story. :D I am really excited about this one too. I have no idea how long its going to be or anything but regardless I am excited about it. I'm just gonna go along with it. I'm also thinking of taking down THFAR... Maybe edit it and repost it, but I'm not sure yet.
Please review and tell me what you all think. I would love some constructive criticism, tell me if you see any mistakes and what not.
Also, I have been nominated for the Indie CR Awards, so I would hope you all go vote for your favorite stories and so on. Especially Joannacamilley and shewhoshallwrite. :D The link will be in my profile. :)
Oh and Shane isn't a famous singer in this story! But he is kinda famous for something else... ;)
- natalie
