Chapter 6

Malinda POV

I sat down on her desk in the maid room at my bosses house, he had given me a place to stay, even if it was thin, it was still comfortable and plain, a small bed, a desk and a chair, besides it is a little wardrobe, walls are colourful and the whole room smell nice.

I was rewriting my boss' son's note. It was difficult to see the part which I spilt water on, but I know I have to finish this up and hand it over to him if I want to keep my job, and whereas I want to stay out of his sight.

I heard my phone ring and I saw the caller ID, with a smile I answered, put the phone to my ear, I heard the little voice of a girl I cherish, someone I call my little sister and love. "Hello Annabel, how are you?"

"I am fine, auntie Malinda and you?" She asked with a little caring voice. Annabel is a little girl who I had to look after at the orphanage home. She was only two years old when they brought her there and she had cried a lot. She had also lost her parents in a tragic accident which made me feel her story was just like mine.

"I am fine." I missed her and everyone who I had left there. I had promised to call but I haven't gotten a chance to. "I am sorry Annabel, sorry for not calling for two weeks now."

"It's okay, I know you must be busy." Her words brought relief to my heart, she is a very understanding little girl and an intelligent one at that. "Just don't overwork yourself, I hope it's not difficult there too."

I smile softly, even if she was a young girl, she does act like a matured older sister, I.was glad someone was asking how I was and all the rest, but still, I didn't want her to worry much. "No, I am not finding it difficult here, I just miss you all so much."

"Me too, auntie Malinda, will you come and visit us when your work is over?"

"Yes I will visit you sometime this year, I promise." They were like my family, the only people I have, tears flowing from my eyes. I still remember the accident that took my family away, I had witnessed it. I had also been a victim, I was in the car that day, but I survived it, but my parents didn't.

"Okay, I will wait for you here on this very spot." I heard her excited voice, I knew she would worry if she knew I was crying, I said my goodbye and ended the call.

"I shouldn't be like this," I told myself and wipe off my tears, it had been a long time since my parents died, but sometimes I wish I had died with them that day, I wouldn't be alone if they hadn't died, and I would be with them, resting peacefully in my grave.

But still, I was glad that I survived, I got to meet Annabel who needed me more than anything, she only let me feed her, and she found strength with someone by her side. My wish was for her to see a good foster parent who will take good care of her.

I looked down at the notepad I was holding and continued writing, trying hard to identify the words that were no longer clear because of the water, but since he told me he needed the song urgently, it motivated me to continue with it.

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Russell POV.

I sat next to Yvonne as we watched the most boring musical I have ever heard. The room was dark, save the light from the stage. A lot of people were there, but since it was dark no one seemed to recognise me and I was glad.

Soon I felt Yvonne's hand on mine and she leaned on my shoulder. "This song is touching." She said softly.

I turn to look at Yvonne who thinks we were acting in some kind of romance scene right now. I wanted to push her off because I hate people touching me, but I stopped myself, gripping the chair hand to control myself at the moment. "You are being funny right now," I told her and she looked up.

"How?" She asked with a confused gaze.

She doesn't get it, one the music was boring and two... "Well." I look around. "You are the only one resting on my shoulder." She followed my gaze and gently left my hands and leaned back to her chair.

I was so glad when she did this and I put my hands to myself. "But, normal couples do this." She said softly and I scoffed.

"This is not a drama! I don't believe in things... well I haven't loved someone so dearly before and all this romantic stuff bores me. "Not to this extent. There is time for everything." She doesn't look happy but I don't care, I turn back to watch the performance, hoping it will end quickly so that I will be out of here.

"They are singing with their whole heart and emotions." She told me.

I rolled my eyes. What I could see was two singers crying like idiots on stage, and it was so boring that it made me want to fall asleep. I am a singer, but still, there are some songs I feel that are not worth listening to. "So that is emotions?"

She looks at me with a stunned gaze, well I know I might be a psycho if I don't know what emotions are, but singing and crying in the name of performance was not something I should understand. "You don't know that?" She asked.

"That's why I am practising," I said without looking at her, my eyes were on the light bulb on the stage, that was the only thing that interests me, not the two musicians singing.

"What! Practising?" The tone of her voice made me turn to look at her. "Yes, this date is for that purpose," I told her nonchalantly, was she naive or does she think I love her already, girls are just stupid to me.

"You are using me!" She said in an angry loud voice and I could see the stars of some people, yeah, they were watching our drama, it seemed to capture their interest more than the boring music.

"Yes," I smirk and turn my head to the performance, damn, now I just want her to leave, let's call it the end of our date.

"Oh my! I have had enough." She got up from her seat and left the hall. I still didn’t turn my head, I just had a satisfied smile on my lips. Luckily for me there was no water here for her to throw on me, and I wouldn't like it if I got wet either. I lean back to my chair, glad it ended like this.