Miss, wake up'.
'Madam says you should come down for dinner'.
I woke up to the sound of my door being banged accompanied by the shouts of the maid, Zina.
'Miss, please wake up or madam will get angry'.
'Okie, coming I'm coming. No need to bring my door down'.
I heard her giggle and I rolled my eyes.
'Zina?'.
'Yes ma'am?'.
'How many more times do you want me to tell you not to call me miss or ma'am before you'll actually listen to me and stop calling me that?'.
'Err-- I'm sorry ma'am. So sorry'.
'There you go again'.
She giggled once more. Sometimes I wonder if I'm that funny or she just finds everything funny.
'You should get ready,--- Maya'.
'That's better. Now go tell 'Madam' that I'm coming right away'.
'OK, Maya'. I heard her footsteps as she hurried off.
Sighing I got off my bed and made my way to to the bathroom.
I stared at my face for a while in the mirror taking in my brown long hair with blonde strands.
Granny said I look a lot like my mom with my big ocean blue eyes and heart shaped face but I don't think so.
From what granny and dad said anytime they mentioned her she was very pretty and tall but I?
Well let's just say I'm an average height, ugly looking woman (Sadie always point that out to me anytime she gets the chance).
She had full blonde hair. I think whatever is behind giving people hair didn't know which hair colour to give me and decided that mixing my dad and mom's hair would do just great.
Obviously it was wrong, people don't even know what to call my hair so they just go for blonde which I'm not.
I moved to get my tooth brush and started brushing my teeth.
I sniffed the air trying to perceive the odour Sadie said always comes out of my mouth every morning but didn't perceive any.
I shrugged and rinsed my mouth then moved to shower.
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'I really need to change my closet'.
My closet were full of old cloths all faded and old fashioned.
I'm not the type that keeps up with the latest fashion but that doesn't mean I can just wear cloths that have been wore and forgotten since in the 90s.
Not that I care about how I look in them but interviewers nowadays will scrutinize you from head to toe.
And just assume you can't do your work properly when you dress shabbily not considering some of us that hates fashion.
I picked up my phone and checked the time.
Holy Mary, mother of God.
Liza is going murder me with her looks.
I rushed down in jeans and shirt while holding my coat in one hand..
They were all seated and were almost done with their foods.
In a normal family they would have waited until everyone was present before they started eating but you can't say this is a normal family so I didn't mind a bit.
Sadie was busy on her phone, Sophie was pushing the food around the plate and staring at the food dryly while Liza ate with great etiquette.
Being a popular film producer she was invited to many social gatherings where many rich and famous people were so you can imagine why she'd have good eating manners.
She always practice the manners even at home but her children didn't take after her. They prefer to eat with manners outside but not in the house.
And I?
I have a really bad eating etiquette but who cares?
Your step mom.
My subconscious self told me.
Ah, let me introduce you to my other self. Her name is also Maya but she's totally different from me.
She's always saying what I can't admit to myself so even though she's inside me and I can't see her we're like enemies.
Yeah, whatever. It's not like she likes anything I do.
I retorted.
'Good morning everyone'. I greeted cheerfully and was answered the same way I've been answered for the past years.
Sadie didn't look up from her phone, Sophie eyed me from head to toe and looked away while their mother made a disgusting sound at the back of her throat.
And then the usual:
'Why did you bother coming at all?'.
'Oh, I could go back if you want'.
I moved to pick my food but she stopped me.
'Stay! I don't want your dad thinking I'm not treating you like my child'.
'You don't have to worry 'bout that he himself doesn't remember I'm his child'.
'Still--'.
'Ok, if you insist'. I shrugged.
'I hope you find a job so you can get your insufferable self far away from us'. Sadie imputed.
'Me too'. I agreed.
She gave me an unbelievable look.
'You don't think I enjoy staying among people who would always find a fault in me'.
'No, you can't just bear the people who'd tell you the truth about yourself not find faults in you. Anyways you can say that too your whole life is full of faults. And you're a mistake'.
I gripped my spoon very hard and tried not to let them see the effect that had on me.
'Just as you're fake'.
'What did you say?'.
'How dare you talk to my daughter like that?'.
'Daughter? You think you raised a daughter? No, you raised a dog'.
'How dare you say that about to me'. Sadie stood up and stalked to me.
'What?. Can't you bear to hear the truth?'.
'My. Daughter. Is. Not. A. Dog'.
'Hmm, maybe you're right. After all it's normal to fuck the men involved in the production of films to get a part'.
Dad who was sitting on the couch in the sitting room turned abruptly with his mouth hanging open.
He had been busy on his laptop totally ignoring our bickering but he couldn't just ignore the bomb I just dropped.
'That's not true'. Sadie screamed and started crying.
Dad had already made his way to the dinning area. 'Is that true Liza?'.
'James, listen to me. You know that Maya can be a little ---'.
'Just answer my damn question'.
She looked down unable to answer.
Dad nodded and went to pick his laptop then headed out of the door with Liza following him close behind begging.
'See what you've caused now'. Sophie shouted at me. I barely heard over Sadie's noises. She was sounding like an animal in pain.
Totally different from the soft and tiny voice she pretends to have.
'What? I just said the truth. And just like you told me earlier on. Bear it'. I said and picked up my bag from the table.
'See you in the evening'.
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The hall was bustling with people. They were all hurrying about. Trying to do their various works.I made my way the receptionist sitting behind the desk. She looked in her early twenties.'Good morning'. I greeted.She looked up and surveyed me. She scrunched her nose up in disgust, probably not satisfied with my dress. But I've gotten a lot of that so it doesn't affect me anymore.'Good morning to you too'.'How can I help you?'.'I-uh' I cleared my throat.'I'm here for an interview for the post of an accountant. Can you kindly lead me to where it's supposed to take place?'.'This way please'. She led me through a narrow door I didn't notice before and it led into a bigger room where at least fifty people were seated waiting for their turn.I turned to thank the last for her help but she was go
Well, my subconscious self had been right. It seems she knows me more than I know myself.You must be thinking what could have gone wrong. Plenty did.I am starting to think that maybe, just maybe Liza was right.Nobody would want me to work for him and even if they let me I was going to ruin it like I ruined this one.They had given me the job and I was wearing my uniform and helping Katherine throughout the day.It was just 30 minutes before closing time when Katherine asked me to do my first job alone.She asked me to kill a chicken.As simple as the job was I fucked up.I had put the knife on the chicken's neck and slaughtered it forgetting to cut whatever still keeps it alive. Then I went to cupboard area to change my clothes.
Yawn! Splash!That was me splashing water on my face and trying to wake at 6 in the morning.I just don't get why life has to be so hard.I don't have a particular place to go for an interview but I just couldn't give up. I had to keep searching if I don't want to end up with James.Thinking about that made me shudder.I don't know a fate worst than having to end up marrying James.Except from the fact that he's a spoilt brat. He is a popular womaniser.I still don't get why some women are ready to be in a bed with someone that looked like that all because of money.I looked at myself in the mirror imagining how we'd both look on the altar, swearing to be by each other's side forever.Geez, I don't even wish that for my greatest enemy which happened to be Sadie.Ar
I've been trying to locate the building but all my efforts has been in vain.Maybe the job ad was fake and was put there by an insane person.Why the hell would they put a fake ad on a bill board?Was it a trick? Maybe they thought nobody in their right senses would want to apply for a job that makes it clear that what they're doing is dangerous.I shook my head to that thought. Surely I can't be the only desperate unemployed graduate.Did they move to another location?But the ad looked new.And even if they moved to another place at least the old building should be there.They didn't move the old building too. Could they?Definitely not.The only building I've see so far since I've been wandering this particular street I didn't even know existed is an old manor with pealing paints and gates that looked like that of
Well, she was wrong.You know when she said I should bid my family goodbye.I don't have a family, not that I didn't know before but I at least had a little hope.A tinny bitty little hope that perhaps they'd miss me.When I got home they were already in their respective rooms, so I decided to surprise them a little.I went to Sadie's room first, being the one that hates me most she deserves to hear the news first and be shocked.I couldn't wait to see her surprised face.I knocked her door. Knock! Knock! Knock! Knock!'Who's there?'. She grumbled.'It's me. Your favorite sis'.She grumbled again. 'What do you want?'.'OK, coming right away'.I entered her room and saw her in front of her mirror, cleaning her face caked with makeup.'Thanks for allowing me
'Woof woof'.'Yeah I'm happy too'.We were in the cab already heading to where would either be our doom or salvation.Though I suspect the former.But that wasn't the case with Roddy. It was very obvious that he was very happy and thought that where we were heading was our complete salvation.Whatever he thought changed the moment we got to the front of the manor.'Woof?'.'Yeah, this is where we're staying'.'Woof!'.'I know, it's very bad looking. But let's get inside and you'll see the real definition of bad'.I had to drag Roddy into the manor. It was obvious that he was scared of whatever lies inside the building.Well who wouldn't be?I succeeded in dragging him inside by telling him how I regret taking him along with me and how he isn't faithful by wanting to leave
'Wow!'.I couldn't help but admire the dress.I wasn't the fashion lover type but I admire something pretty when I see one.The dress in my hands looked very pretty.It was a mermaid one-shoulder long sleeve front split evening gown with sexy sequins.I decided to put it on.'Wow'. I said again.It brought out a shape which was certainly not mine. Maybe there was something in the dress that makes the person putting it on looks sexy.Because I was definitely not the one in the mirror.Or is there something wrong with the mirror?It doesn't matter though, as long as I'm pretty in it.I packed my hair up into a rough bun and slipped on a black heels and moved to go out when I heard a knock.'Who's it?'.'It's the cleaner ma'am'.'OK...hold on
'I like your hair'.'Oh, really?'.'Uh uh'.'What's there to like about it?'.'The colour, the texture'. She said running her fingers through the strands.I snorted. 'I'd chose yours anytime'.She rolled her eye and smiled.'Eleanor said we look alike'.'Really? She said that?'.'Yep'.I nodded. 'I'm glad to look like someone as beautiful as you are'. I winked.She blushed. 'The honor is mine'.'By the way, who is Eleanor?'.'The cleaner, I thought you meg her already. She said-'.'Oh yeah, we did. But I didn't ask her name'.'Oh'.Irena and I had become good friends that she moved all her belongings into my room.She said she's used to sleeping with someone cause she sleeps with her 3 you