Hi guys,

Here's my new story!

I'm French, so I apologize for any mistakes.

We're in 1856, so around the end of slavery but it's still allowed. (ends in 1864, it's important for this story.) I don't really know how life was back then, so if some things are "too modern" I apologize. ;)

Enjoy it!

Bibi.


Here we were in 1856. The Evans lived in a gigantic mansion, in a town called Genoa. Brad Evans was the Mayor of town, and Elisabeth Evans was representing a committee. They were known and respected by everyone, almost as royalties.

The couple had a 17 years old son, Sam who was celebrating his birthday today. He was in the Robinson Private High School, had a lot of friends, he was dating Miranda Leighton, the daughter of Paul Leighton, one of the most powerful man, and he had good grades… the perfect life.

But Sam didn't like it. He knew he was lucky, but it felt like he didn't belong there... In his school, there were only white rich people who were making fun of people from the Louisiana Public High School, placed on the other side of the town, a public school for "normal" and poor people. He didn't get why his friends were acting that way, but he also didn't care for those poor people either. His parents were strict: He wasn't allowed to approach them and honestly he wouldn't anyway.

Now, today, 21th of January was his birthday. He was in his room, studying, when he heard the front door cracked. His parents were home. A few second later, they rejoined him.

"Happy birthday honey! " Elisabeth hugged him tightly.

"Jeez Mom, I can't breathe!"

"Happy birthday son!" yelled Brad. "Sorry we weren't there to tell you this morning. Let's have dinner, then you'll have your present."

Sam sighed, and rolled his eyes. Presents. Sam had a … complicated relationship with his parents. He loved them, but he just hated being around them. They were loud, just like friends, and he was just bored. Bored of everyone, of everything. So, every year, his parents were trying to "buy" his love by giving him more and more extravagant presents.

After dinner, they sat in the living room.

"You know how you always wanted someone to do everything you ask "began her father.

"You assumed that, and that's why we have Marianne, the housekeeper. " He said confused.

"What would you say if you had… a personal housekeeper?"

Sam raised an eyebrow.

"Our present this year… is a slave! " Said his mother, excited.

"She'll help Marianne because that damn woman can't do anything on her own, but… she'll be yours."

His parents were waiting for his reaction, but he didn't have any. It was just like every year, he just didn't care. He didn't need another old woman to take care of him, he already had Marianne. Right now, he just wanted to go back to his room and finish his homework.

" Yay" he said, pretending to be thrilled.

His parents laughed, relieved.

"I knew you would like it, son! " Said Brad. "Now, the driver went to… wherever she lives in Genoa to get her. She'll be here soon."


Mercedes was in her little room that she shared with Shirley, Lena, Joseph and Jake, her four little siblings. She was packing. Her parents came in, her mom crying. She threw herself in Mercedes arms.

" I-I'm so sorry we didn't find another way, sweetie, so sorry…"

" Hey, it's okay Mom. I-I know how it works. You didn't have the choice."

" W-We could've said no, when the Mayor came to ask, we could've said-"

" Mom, come on. You know you guys need this money. "She said, closing her bag. "I-It's okay. It's not like I'm going to be in another country, I'm staying in Genoa. So, I'll come and see you when I can."

"If they give you permission… It's not sure they will… " her father sighed.

"Well, I'll come anyway, no matter if they say yes or no."

"Mercy, what did I told you earlier?"

Mercedes rolled her eyes.

"Yeah I know, I need to behave blah blah blah. I know. I will."

Her father nodded, and someone entered in the house without knocking. It was a tall, white man in a suit. He looked frightening.

"Who's the slave?" He asked coldly.

Mercedes stood up, hugged her parents and siblings.

"I love you all, always will."

"Hurry up!" Yelled the man.

She glanced at him, took her bag and kissed her parents one last time. Then she entered in the back of a luxurious car, and the man drove to the Evans Household. During the road, she thought. She knew the Evans by name because of their reputation. She knew they had a kid, a boy, but she never saw what he looked like, or how old he was. She sighed. What kind of life was waiting for her there?


When they arrived, she gasped. She knew they were rich but whoa. The mansion was huge. The man took her tightly by the arm, and dragged her in a big, light, living room. Three people turned; it was the Evans. Mercedes and Sam looked intensely at each other for a second, and then the man threw her and she fell down. She looked at the ground.

"Thanks Harry, you can go." Said Elisabeth.

The man left.

" So, honey, here is your present!"

Sam nodded, looking away. Okay, so, he didn't expect her to be that young and that beautiful. But still, he didn't care.

"She'll sleep in your room, on the ground of course. And she's here to do whatever you want her to do. When you're at school, she'll help Marianne. So, tomorrow" she turned to Mercedes. "I want you to be wake up at 5am and start doing the laundry with Marianne. Your parents will be paid tomorrow." She said coldly.

Mercedes nodded, still looking at the ground.

"Well, "spoke his father" we should leave you two. And son, if she doesn't do what you want, you're allowed to punish her. Don't hesitate to beat her up, those people need education."

"Okay, Dad. I get it." He said annoyed.

Mercedes closed her eyes and forced herself to shut it. There was so much she wanted to tell them already! It was definitely going to be hard to live with them. The couple left the room. The two of them stood there awkwardly. Sam sighed.

"I'm going in my room. Since you're going to be my puppy for god knows how long, I guess you should follow me."

Mercedes rolled her eyes. It was too much. She stood up.

"If I had the choice I wouldn't be there, taking care of an asshole, so don't call me your puppy alright?"

Sam turned and looked at her, astonished.

"Excuse me?"

"What? You heard me right."

He just stared at her. It was the first time. The first time someone ever dared to talk back at him.

"Don't talk to me like that!"

"You started! "

The two looked at each other intensely. How dare she? She was pissing him off already, and it was only the beginning.

"Whatever" he said, heading to his room.

Mercedes sighed, and followed behind. It was going to be hard.


Hope you liked it! tell me what you think!

Bibi xx.