Chapter 2

I was sitting on my bed , in the room assigned to us , it had two bunk beds and I was on the lower bunk of the bed closest to the window, thank goodness because I need some air after being in a room filled with so much tension.

Im just staring out of the window,wondering what else I would’ve been doing if I wasn’t here cleaning tables . Probably mixing drinks in the bar I used to work.

Mary sits down beside me with a warm smile

“How are you fitting in?”

Is that even a question? Girl who shot a gun? And why did they do that? And why do they even have a freaking gun ? I’m exploding with questions and it’s as if Mary reads my mind from my silence.

“ He’s name was Gideon. “ she paused for a while as if she’s expecting me to know him.

“ I’ve seen him so many times eavesdropping on their conversations “

“ the Adams?” I asked stupidly. Cause who else would ‘they ‘mean?

“ I think he was a spy or something, but he worked here as a guard “

she keeps referring to him in past tense. Oh my God ! He’s dead. The Adams killed a man.

“ oh my God , shouldn’t we call the police?” I stood up from the bed, eager to do anything. I felt unsafe. Would they really kill a man for eavesdropping?

Mary drags me to sit down , shushing me and looking around to make sure no one heard.

“ Are you crazy? Do you want to get killed?”

“No!” I screamed. Her hands covered my mouth again . This is all new to me , a world where people killed other people without any consequences. I know this isn’t the first time it’s happening since everyone in the mansion is acting like nothing happened.

“ When you got this job , you signed a contract didn’t you”

I nodded my head . Mrs Adams gave me some stacks of papers to sign . I couldn’t read through all the boring paperwork but I definitely caught the paragraph that highlighted my pay as a maid in the Adams home.

“ Now I know you didn’t read through it ,none of us did . But know that there was a non-disclosure agreement that everything that happens in the Adams family stays in the Adams family”

My eyes widened in suprise as Mary dropped this bomb. I should have read the boring paperwork .

“ whenever you hear a gunshot , your belly should be on the floor and your hands above your head , that’s the instruction” she continued and I remained silent , eager to learn more of how to survive in this mansion.

“ because if you get shot , it’s just going to be a pity , no one would care, you work here now so you follow the rules”

now I feel like she’s yelling at me like my mother , probably because I was stuck on my feet like a fool when others were lying on their bellies, it was the first time I was ever hearing a gunshot , forgive me for reacting like a newbie .

I just nod my head as a response cause what else could I say.

With that Mary just stood up and left. Very odd . I’m left on my bed alone again ,staring out of the window thinking about everything that has happened within just this week , a tear drops from my eye. It was all peer pressure, I should have just stayed at the bar, it was a bar but no one carried guns or even if they did , they never really shot them ,at least not when it was my shift. I don’t want to die! But would the Adams really not care if they shoot me? It’s me , their sweet little Regina….but with the situations of things I don’t think they care.

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I’m standing in this room that has become very familiar since I got here ,no day has passed that Cain didn’t request for me in he’s room , at first I thought he wanted to spend time with me but he had made it clear that he wanted to punish me forever for whatever reason . He’s sat by the desk just pressing he’s phone and pretending not to see me for the past thirty minutes I’ve been standing here . I couldn’t hold it again and I decided to speak up.

“ Cain , you sent for me “

he takes he’s time to look up , adjusting and relaxing on he’s chair.

“ it’s Mr Adams to you” I scoff.

“What was that?”

“Nothing”

he raised an eyebrow at me.

“ nothing ….Mr Adams” I repeat. I can’t believe I used to be friends with such an Asshole. This was definitely not what I was expecting coming here , if I knew this was how my life would turn out I would have remained in the bar.

Cain stood up from he’s chair and walked to the wine shelf that was by he’s bed side , such a drunk. He took out a bottle of wine and poured himself a generous amount then picked up a cigarette and went back to he’s chair.

“ light me up” he said . I walked around the room searching for a lighter ,it wasn’t in the usual place it used to be then I see it on the floor by the wine shelf . You can’t tell me he didn’t see that when he was getting he’s wine. I roll my eyes and bend on my knees to get the lighter standing up to meet Cain’s eyes fixed on me . I don’t want to kid myself by thinking he was looking at me lustfully not with the way he treats me with so much disgust . I walk over to him and light he’s stupid cigarette and walk back to my bucket.

Just then Cain had the audacity to stand up from he’s chair and walk over to the white rug I scrubbed just yesterday and purposely poured he’s entire glass of wine on it . He never even took a sip of it .

“ get to work” he spat .

I gripped my bucket in anger . I can’t do anything else. What should I do? quit my job and go home ? So that Angelina and her little butterflies would laugh and make stupid posts about me and ruin my life forever? Oh and how do I tell my mum I lied to her that I’m actually a maid . Fuck this! Fuck Cain Adams and fuck Angefuckinglina.

I start scrubbing away as usual and Cain sits on he’s chair ,he’s eyes never leaving me . He derives joy in watching me suffer , I can tell he enjoys it .

“ I’m going to Italy to see my dad and you are coming with me . You may leave”

he’s voice brought me back from my thoughts of forcing this brush down he’s throat for being and asshole. I didn’t say a word I just stood up with my bucket and left ,banging the door this time because I’m tired of he’s shit.

Why does he want me to come with him anyway ?so he can also humiliate me in front of he’s dad? Give me more rugs to scrub? Fuck him.

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The flight to Italy was so long and boring , I have never left New York before now and l’m not going to lie I was kind of excited, at least I’m not wearing that awful servant uniform and I’m going to a town where no one knows me, no more guilt in my chest or fear of anyone seeing me and mocking me . I was kind of grateful to Cain for picking me to follow him , it was just the two of us on this private jet , apart from the air hostess and the pilots of course.

Cain was on he’s phone althrough, it’s been five hours and he hasn’t said a word to me . How is he okay with the silence?

“ Mr Adams “ the hostess was standing above Cain as he was sat pressing away on he’s phone . She was holding what I think is a bottle of scotch , I don’t really know much about drinks,I don’t drink.

Cain raised he’s eyes finally from he’s phone and unto the glass she was pouring for him. I couldn’t help but notice how ridiculously she was pressing herself on him, her upper buttons are undone exposing her cleavage and her uniform is way above her thighs if not unto her stomach . I scoff a little bit too Loud leading to her eyes landing on me ,the smile on her face disappears along with her self and her bottle of alcohol.

Cain’s expression changes the moment he took a sip of the drink, the air hostess hasn’t walked far when cain yelled to me…

“ Gina ,get down!!”

I was still covered in shock when Cain jumps over to my side collecting a bullet to he’s right shoulder pushing me to the ground and using he’s other hand to bring out a gun while we were under the table .

The air hostess walked towards us firing the gun continuously…

Cain bent the table over using it as a shield,and shooting back at her , I covered both my ears while hiding behind the table in fear. I don’t want to die , I don’t want to die.

Before I know it Cain is handing me a gun. My hands are shaking as I collect the weapon

“ I don’t know how to use it” I scream in fear with my trembling hands.

“ I know ,just hold it and look intimidating” he jumps out from our hiding spot by the table , and starts firing at the girl furiously until I can’t hear the sound of her heels anymore, then he walks into the cockpit and I hear struggles and fighting pushing the jet to shake and tilt in different directions.

I stand up from behind the table and start walking towards the cockpit,my hands forward covering my eyes from seeing ,holding up the gun and shaking , tears filled my eyes at the sight of the dead hostess, there was blood all over the expensive aircraft. I was just at the door of the cockpit when I heard two loud gunshots . I was standing frozen.

Tears were streaming down my eyes now , it was two things, either Cain just shot the pilots or they shot him . The jet started descending. My heart left my body and I fell to the ground and passed out.