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Cinderbella
Chapter 6
Will this pain ever end?
It burned everywhere, my breathing became delayed, but it didn't matter. Why couldn't I just die and get everything over with. Death can't be that much worse than this life, I would actually prefer it.
"You're going to be ok," Mister Edward whispered to me, the pain increased and I felt the darkness coming for me. Was it permanent darkness? Temporary? I wouldn't know exactly, but I knew it was coming for me either way. But then I just gave up. I let it take me into the hollows of it's darkness, it actually felt good to let go of the world just even just a little while, if I only if could be forever.
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I jolted awake, screaming for life. I was still in my bed, in the attic. No Mister Edward, no Esme. What was going on? My back still ached and I felt throbbing throughout my whole body. I tried to apply pressure to some parts, but immediately stopped when the pain increased to an unbearable point.
What had happened? Was I finally going crazy? Had I imagined everything last night or did it really happen? I couldn't sort through my mind right now, everything was so jumbled and I didn't need to pass out and get even more confused.
I felt myself murmuring and whispering to myself as I slowly rose from my type of a bed and went to my small washtub. I wasn't allowed to use it, only on special occasions, but this time I needed it.
I listened carefully for sounds throughout the house. I quietly snuck down the creaking steps, amazed at how I could make no sound whatsoever, and looked at the clock in the entry hall.
3:34 am
It was morning right? Dawn was coming soon and if I wanted a bath I would have to hurry up before Lady Renee and everyone else woke up. I didn't have time to waste, so I immediately started my work and went and got water from the pump as always. I decided that I would take a cold bath, so Lady Renee wouldn't miss any of the warm water, she was very observant about things like that.
The bucket was hard to carry with my bruised, aching arms, but I thought of being clean slightly and immediately perked up, ignoring the sensations of pain flashing up and down my legs and arms from the weight. It pressed harder into my skin and the next thing I knew it was on the ground.
It crashed onto the dirt and hay, soaking into my fabric flats immediately. I silently cursed myself and bent to grab the bucket when my hand was met with another's', a man's.
"Are you okay?" Mister Edward asked quietly and my shoulders tensed up, I whipped my hand back and held back a whimper. He watched me with very green eyes and I dropped my gaze, even though I knew it was inappropriate. "I didn't mean to scare you, but you were struggling."
I didn't say any words, not because I didn't want to, more because I didn't really know what to say to man. The only man I've ever had real contact with was the gardener and that's not really a relationship from a man you can base your life upon. I had never gone to the parties or the balls, never touched a man in a romantic way or even smiled at one. My life had been work ever since I could walk and a relationship with a man just seemed funny now, or ever, but Mister Edward…He made me actually want to say something, even maybe smile a bit.
"Uh…maid?" I heard Mister Edward's voice ring out and I came back to my reality, not the one where I could talk to Mister Edward normally, the time where I served him. I was just a maid to him and that's all he saw me as, all any man ever saw me as, never equal.
"I-I'm fine," I managed to get out and bit down on my lips to keep from saying anything more, something I might regret might come out. "I'll be starting on breakfast."
And with that I managed to walk away with limping, my hopes of having a bath gone. I had a job to do and I was stupid to think I would get a break from it.
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The day reached noon after what seemed to be eternity. I watched the clock tick and tock every time I walked pass it with a new chore to do, like cleaning the stairs, polishing the silver, dusting every piece of fabric in the house, even sweeping the lint balls from underneath the cabinets. I know Lady Renee was trying to keep me busy and away from our visitors, but even as I did my chores I managed to bump into one of them. I was cleaning the lint balls when I hit Madame Cullen with my broom. I was polishing silver when Mister McCarty managed to spill the polish all over the table. My luck was just not with me today.
I lit the lanterns outside on the drive, feeling the Goosebumps rise on my arm from the cold air. I tried to hum a little tune I remember from when I was younger as I continued to light them along the property, the rain smell still hung in the air from this morning and it just made me remember what had happened more and more. Mister Edward had disappeared from my view all day and it actually did make me a bit sad, even though I knew I couldn't even make eye contact with me.
"Wonderful night isn't it?" I heard a fairy like voice say from beside me and a bell giggle came afterword. I looked to my side and saw Lady Mary beside me in her cloak, a bright look on her face. "Well, not for you, you look freezing."
I just watched her and then looked away to light another lantern, really wishing I had my own cloak to wear at night.
"Are you always this quiet?" Lady Mary asked and I felt her smile blistering into the back of my head. "I guess so, maybe I should start being a little more quiet sometimes, but father says I've been talking ever since birth and never been quiet, so that probably won't happen."
She giggled again and it made me feel a little lighter inside, having someone actually enjoy or want to talk to me was a nice feeling. Nobody was watching so what was the harm of continuing the conversation. I looked up and back at her and opened my mouth to say something when I saw out of the corner of my eye Lady Renee and her devil eyes staring at us through the window. I closed my mouth and stiffened immediately, finishing up lighting the lanterns as well.
Lady Mary must have noticed Lady Renee as well, because I saw her stare at her for a while, her eyes seemed to drift to a far off place and they narrowed, like she was somehow angry. She strode up the drive and went inside again and yet I still felt that gaze down on me. I went up the drive and in through the door only to be met with the gaze at my face.
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