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-Crista
Morning came, I stretch in my seat. I guess I overslept a bit. The weather is beautiful today, I turn to look through the window. I start to think what my plans are for today.
I should probably serve breakfast first then head out to get the groceries. I go back inside my room for a while to check if I still have money for food and...turns out I still have enough. Probably enough for a month.
Clearly, I should stop lying to myself and push myself to find another job outside the mansion. Or else I'll be starving to death since nobody really pays me here. I do get a place to stay but I don't have money for a lifetime supply for food.
Lifetime supply.
Ha. I laugh a bit, do I really plan on staying here all my life?
Julie has her purse as she plays my favorite track on the player. She turns to me and says she has to go to the groceries.
"Be back after an hour, like the usual." she reassures me. I believe her.
She won't be able to leave me unless she has her money. If she does plan to leave, sooner or later, she will run right back. I hid Julie's money. I left enough inside her purse for the groceries.
She cannot leave unless she has her money.
Money is the central medium that makes the world go round. That's what my father told me when I asked about the book he had in the library about something called Capitalism. It was one of my favorite books, out of all that told me about the world.
My father told me that my nannies will never leave me because they need the money.
Julie cannot leave me because she needs the money.
She will never leave me.
I repeat the words in my head as I wait for her to come back.
It's been over an hour. The living room is messy now. Torn book pages are everywhere.
It was my fault. Julie will have to clean it up. She will clean it up because it is her fault. I already know why she's already gone for a long time.
She left.
She will never come back unless she is begging people for money. And when she comes back, I will give her the punishment she deserves for leaving me. She will be punished. And then she can care for me again and she will never be able to leave. I will tie her up and make her care for me.
I hear the clock ticking.
Julie left me alone.
She will be punished. She-
The front door opens.
"Damn...heavy...bags!" I curse loudly as I manage to finally let go of the grocery bags once I get inside the house. I exhale and look down at all 8 bags. Jeez. I managed to carry all that home. I place my purse on the end table in exasperation and turn to look at the living room only to see the whole place turned upside down.
My face flushes, I feel my blood boiling.
You cannot be serious.
For some reason, I felt the need to shout "Brahms!" I look up, my voice angry. I approach the living room and see Brahms sitting at one of the chairs. "What in God's name happened in here?!"
Seriously? I do the groceries, I cook him food, I pretend I'm not bothered by everything freaky in this house and I get this? No. I am not having this. This whole 'boy' image needs to stop.
"Are you kidding me?" I stomp my way in front of the doll, but hoping the man can hear me damn well. He is totally having it. I will not be treated like this. Freak me out all day, but don't take advantage of me.
"I go out to fetch you your needs, work everyday taking care of you, and you give me this?!" I pause, panting as I control my rage. "Do you know how much effort I had to exert today? I have to spend my money on food I dont need just to satisfy you. I carried too many shit today just to come back here to see you do this playful thing? No. I will not have this playful shit today."
I glance at the piano next to where the doll is sitting. Found a perfect punishment.
"No piano playing today." I say and take the doll in my arms. "You're going inside your room. I mean it. That's what you get for being a bad boy today."
We reach the room and I let him sit in my seat, "You understand?" I sigh, suddenly my rage drains down. "I don't like getting mad, okay? But that was just overboard. I don't know what I did that made you do what you did but...no. Just no."
I sigh again, a little more calm. "Now you wait for me here until I deal with the groceries." I storm out of the room and head downstairs. I glance once more at the living room and sigh.
Guess I got an extra chore.
I don't know what his deal is, but all I'm doing here is my work.
Speaking of work...once I get inside my room, I open my purse. I used all of my money for the groceries. I'll have to be a little thrifty with the food consumption this time.
I see a piece of paper inside and unfold it. I remember taking it from a post near the grocery store. It's a job advertisement: to work at the supermarket as a cashier. I guess I could use some of the cash. That's a small way to start.
I fold it again and put it in the drawer. I pause.
I can't really go there right now. What happened in that living room...I know I'm the reason why he had to do that crap. I don't really wanna add to that again. I guess it's my fault somehow too. I glance at my watch. Impatient thing.
I don't move the doll. It's the first time I saw Julie get mad at me. It would anger her more if I play with her. Instead of going anywhere, I just watch her in the kitchen. I follow her rule. She's mad at me.
Later on, she comes back inside my room. I see her smile.
I still feel a little sad but I'm watching her carefully.
She leans down and apologizes.
I feel happy again. She's forgiven what I've done.
"How about that piano session?" she asks.