Ch. 15 I don't like this maid

Vance leaves the maid to take care of me as he attends to some business. I don't really see the maid for a while after she helped me get my clothes on after my bath.

I'm left laying on the bed trying to go to sleep but I'm not able to. I feel like this is a small obstacle in the way of my revenge.

I decide to get up and go to the living room. I walk slow as I feel like I will fall if I go any faster. I sit down on the couch just staring at the tv.

"Miss, what are you doing here!?" She says.

I ignore her and just blankly stare at the tv like before. Isn't it obvious that I move here.

"The chicken noddle soup is almost ready miss." She says.

Hmm, I look over to her and study her. A simple maid, I don't know if she is. But for now she is a simple maid.

She goes to the kitchen and I just lay back on the couch. The idea of staying here with her when I'm sick, isn't what I want.

I smell the chicken noodle soup and I want to eat it so bad that it's killing me. She brings the soup on the table here and goes to get a spoon. She also gets some bread for me.

"Eat slowly." She says.

I already know that, I say in my mind. She leaves me attending to other stuff. I take a sip of the soup tasting it. I then take spoon fulls of soup and dip the bread in, totally ignoring what she said earlier. My stomach feels a little uneasy from me devouring the soup. I look at the table and realise that I have nothing to drink. I knew that I didn't want to call for her, not like I would since I would want to save my voice.

I get up and slowly walk to the fridge and all there was for pop was an orange soda, some sprite, and some mountain dew. I picked a sprite and drank like half of it, making my stomach somewhat uneasy. I take it with me back to the couch.

I think I killed my stomach, it's trying to kill me. Luckily it I don't throw up, so I just need to endure the pain. I lay my head down on the couch, clutching my stomach.

I hear the maid behind the couch doing something. I then hear the front door open and shoes on the ground.

"How is she?" Vance says.

"She's fine, sleeping on the couch." She says.

I pretend to be sleeping as he comes over and moves some of my hair behind my ear. He kisses my forehead and then goes back to talking with her.

"She seems to be better." He says.

"Master would you like some water?" She says.

"Yes, thanks." Vance says.

I wonder if there's anything in the water. I don't know why I'm so caring of him.

"Master are you alright." She says.

"Yeah, just a little dizzy." I hear him say before they walk away.

I get up making my way to where they are. I hear her voice behind one of the doors. I peek through the door and see her taking off her clothes. I open the door and fully see that Vance already has his shirt off and she now in her underwear sits on top of him. He was in under the effects of a drug and already is kissing her neck. She mumbles "master". I feel incredibly angry and slam my fist into the wall almost making a hole.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I yell not caring if my throat hurts.

She startled says, "How are you-"

"Shut up!" I yell at her.

Vance still under the drug, continues to kiss along her neck. Her feeling embarrassed tries to get off of Vance but he quickly traps her with his arms. I was angry but I will let Vance continue even though I want him to stop.

"Looks like your plan backfired, though to make sure you don't do this again. I will record everything!" I say staring her down.

"No-ah. Don't, please!" She begs.

I ignore her closing the door and locking it. I grab a phone I saw on one of the dressers. I start recording and set it up on a dresser. Vance now is kissing her stomach trailing upwards. She moans and grabs his shoulders, she tries to hold in some moans. She pants and again tries to leave. Vance doesn't let her go and instead pushes her to the ground. She cries out and tries to fight him off of her. He pins her down and this is where I stop recording and pull her by the hair onto the ground. She yells out in pain, tears start going down her face.

"Bitch, I'm not that mean. I don't want you leaving, you're staying here and are to pretend nothing went on. But if you leave town I will know and drag your ass back here." I threatened her, venom lacing my voice.

She leaves the room grabbing her clothes, tears going down her face. I turn back to Vance carefully moving towards him.

"Vance." I call out.

He makes a sound and falls over. Looks like the drug is almost out of his system. I try to move him onto the bed, using what strength I have left. I was panting and sweating a lot. I wasn't completely recovered from my sickness and needed to rest. I go to his room and lay on the bed. I wasn't able to get to sleep still but I did save him from being taken advantage of. I was right about her and now she won't be a problem. I didn't like her one bit, but I will keep her close.

Why do I care for you? My life was ruined and I still stall. Why now? I was completely out to get revenge, I mean I still am. Just that, meeting Orlando, Sheela and Vance makes me feel almost like my family didn't die. Sigh, I should just try to get some sleep.