It got even worse

Silence was having fun in Mark's room for a while , his both hands crossing each other behind his ass, turning his back at her as he looked through the window in his room, glancing at the sun rays but the whole tempo was broken as Mrs Ava barged into his room

“You must have lost your mind , Mark. Tell all of that absurdity was just you trying to cut off my nose to spite my face”

Mrs Ava, as she raises at high tone, panting and raging with so much anger.

Mark, still unshaken as always, kept mute and refused to turn to his mother

“I believe I deserve a response, as my patience is wearing too thin for your silence! Don't step on my lost nerves!”

With a higher tone, this time, biting her teeth with her eye brows raised as she squeezes her limbs breathing fast and heavily.

“What just happened there wasn't just a drama , I meant what I did and said with every Fibre in my being and nothing is ever gonna change that”

Mark responded in a calm voice, still turning his back at his mother as he proceeded to dip his hands to his pocket

“You clearly don't know what you signed up for, you know what I'm capable of and I'm sure you don't want to mess with me. Don't let me sting you, Mark. Don't!!”

As she draws near to him.

“what are you gonna do? Mom? What exactly? Freeze my account? Kidnap me? Ground me? I'm grown now. I'm no longer that puppet you used to have. You should know that”

He said as he turned and headed for the door walking past his mother as tears were building up in his eyes.

“Come back here! , you won't walk out on me!”

She said this time, even louder as she turned to Mark, still having his back turned at his mother. Mark paused and faced his mother this time.

“Enough mom, enough! I believe we were given one life by God so we could be the author of it and responsible for whatever outcome your decision gives. I'm done living as a pet, like a puppet you can manipulate to whatever acts it is that suits your interests.”

He said on top of his voice with a breaking voice like an explosive voice like the lid of a wine popped out as tears dropped from his eyes slowly

“I have all my life given you that privilege, won't be bad if I seized it from you on this note”

In a lower, calm tone as he cleans off his tears and leaves the room.

Mrs Ava was left in disbelief with her jaw, dropping down to her knees. No remorse , but more rage boiling in her veins as she seems a little confused.

“I cannot let this happen. I need to fix this”

She said after a few minutes pause as she headed for the door as well.

In the other room where Tracy was sitting on her bed trying to brood over what just happened

‘I think you are cooked Tracy. I really think so. How am I gonna speak to this woman now that this faggot has decimated the whole thing? Or….Does he really like me or does he…’

Tracy in her loud thoughts as the door opens.

“Lady Gene”

Seating up to receive her.

“You must be moving mad, Tracy. How could you have kept such a crazy secret from me and how did I not notice?”

Lady Gene, with both hands on her waist staring at Tracy with what looks like a smirk.

“I kid you not, I have no idea what's going on in this house. The whole thing happened like the angels blew the trumpet. I don't even know what Mark's voice sounds like to start with, not to talk of being in a relationship with him.”

She responded as she leaned her back to the wall to give space for lady Gene to have a seat

“You must be kidding me. I heard he kissed you.”

She said as she pushed her neck closer to Tracy with her hand still on her waist.

“You kissed him but you don't know what his voice sounds like? You think I'm a fool right?”

With a skeptical stare and a smile, She said as she took her seat with her gaze still fixed on Tracy.

“On my dead parents, Lady Gene. On my dead parents. I hate that I have to explain this”

Laughing in the end as she responded

“Oh well… How are you going to explain this to Mrs Ava? She was filled with rage when you left the dining room with Mark. You have no idea what you are about to face”

“I don't even know, Lady Gene. I don't know. Now I'd have to explain myself, beg for forgiveness and still request for the loan. This is more sophisticated than what It was before”

Tracy said as she drew her pillow near and shoved it on her face.

Then there was a bang on the door , and surprisingly, Mrs Ava walked in majestically. Lady Gene

stood quickly as she gave a submissive pose by bowing her face , Tracy did the same as Mrs Ava footsteps drew nearer and stopped right at Tracy's front.

‘Now I can fully admit I'm cooked today. Fully . I wish Lucifer could come and take me now to Abyss’

Tracy whispers to her self, trying to get her feet to stop shaking like it's winter

“You”

Mrs Ava, in a sharp tone

‘Lord Jesus. Help me today ’

She said as she slowly looked up with a very funny but understandable gesture, Lips pressed into a thin, apologetic line, as if trying to erase his own existence

“THWAK”!!!

There was a black out in Tracy's view like a meteor rock landed on earth , Mrs Ava landed a slap, damaging enough to ruin a beautiful face

“I fed you, housed you and still paid you more amazingly than what a maid is worth and all you could do in return is to ruin the most important day of my existence?”

Mrs Ava, in the same rage that hasn't seemed to have pacifism.

“I….”

THWACK!!

Another slap landed on her face that seized her utterance. This time all she could do was just to try hard to hold her tears from dropping as she held her cheek with her face down…

“You speak only when I demand a response from you”

Mrs Ava, in an authoritative voice. Lady Gene was there feeling sorry but she didn't dare to lift her head up to looney the glorious Mrs Ava. Tracy nodded in a positive response while her hand is still on her cheek

“Don't ever imagine a low life like you can ever stand a chance to become a Winthrop. Dreams are expensive, so stick to what you can afford. The best privilege heaven could ever drive your way is to get a shelter in this mansion as a maid. Stop making him regret bringing you here you filthy animal."

She paused, giving one of the most discomforting gaze that'd make even pets question their existence.

“ Your existence has been tailored in this uniform and you should consider it as you are living the dream of your life. Never you mistake a privilege to dare dream of something even bigger than what you exist for. You must break whatever it is going on between you and Mark. This is a command, not a warning!”

Mrs Ava continued with a calm slow tone, still giving the disgusted glance at Tracy.

Tracy couldn't hold the tears any longer as she silently released them.

“Ooops, I guess I broke your heart. But that's just a pinch of what you made me feel like today.”

“Make a better choice for a good parent when next you are coming back into this world after this miserable life of yours. Ambition looks embarrassing on you. So stop projecting your failed life hoping to get a resting place in my family. You made the wrong decision. I'd rather watch Pigs eat your corpse. Filthy bitch!”

She said this time with a raging tone as Tracy still remained standing right in front of her, holding her cheek like she was a statue.

“So stop dreaming. And if by any chance, I see you making some silly moves around this house, you are gone for good. Your life isn't worth much. Can get you killed and the whole world would conclude you died in a car accident. Don't you ever cross the line! That's all I've got to say”

She said as she headed for the door, Lady Gene giving a submissive pose again as she watched Mrs Ava leave. Her departure gave a ventilation space for Tracy as she resolved to tears

‘Why didn't I die that night when you guys left me, this is too much for me to bear’

Tracy whispered in her heart , reminiscing about the death of her parents in a car crash in which she and Angela were the only survivors.

Holding her head and scattering her hair as she sits on the ground with a loud cry.

“I wish I could kill myself!”

She shouted as lady Gene drew closer to console her. Sitting on the floor with her and hugging her closely while patting her back.

“It's alright girl, it's alright”

She whispered to her hear

“I don't even know my purpose on earth , lady Gene. I don't even know. I really wanna kill myself”

As she cried even louder.

“It's alright girl. It's alright. Everything's gonna be fine. Remember Angela needs you strong”

She said as she kissed her forehead.

“Beautiful Tracy, God knows you are unique, just believe”

She continued as Tracy's cries continued. Then there was a loud bang on the door once again which interrupted the tears and sympathy. This time it was a lady dressed in same garment as Tracy and lady Gene farming all the attention in the room

“Emily, this is the wrong time to be present”

Lady Gene said, still cuddling Tracy while giving attention to Emily.

“It's always a displeasure setting my eyes on a hoe, I'd have passed if not for the authority of whom sent me here”

She callously responded as she gives a nasty stare at Tracy

“So… who sent you here?”

Lady Gene proceeded.

“Mark. He wants to see his sloth. Must be horny again, and yeah, No one else can satiate his urge but the whore we have in the mansion… I'd take my leave… Can't condone inhaling same breathe as this good for nothing harlot”

Giving a disgusting gesture as she takes her leave. Tracy now has lady Gene's attention as she looked her with a pitiful face

“I need you to be focused Tracy, I know you are angry, but this might be it. Angela's life can be saved if you don't allow your emotions to have the better part of you”

Lady Gene, holding Tracy's cheeks softly as she slowly uttered words into her hearing. Tracy nodded as she wiped her tears

“Promise me not to mess things up, no matter what might happen in there. Just be you. The pretty little girl I've always known, alright?”

Lady Gene continued

“I will, I will try my best not to be volatile”

Tracy stood as she rearranged her dress , tidying it up as she set to leave for Mark’s room.