Who else was scared for Maddie? I know I definitely was... And isn't little Andrew just so adorable? Scroll to the next chapter to keep reading
"I am done here. Dinner should be ready right about now. We should head to the dinning room," Andrew mumbled and Maddie blinked, and then smiled at the young blonde who was already gathering his painting materials together, including the painting he had just concluded. "Ummm, I thought you were going to let me see that," Maddie muttered with an almost pout, pointing at the painting he was folding neatly to a scroll, a hint of disappointment was playing in her eyes. "It still needs some finishing touches. Miss Maddie, I already gave you my word and I always keep my words, my dad taught me to, I will show you when it's finished. In fact, I am planning to gift it to you," Andrew told Maddie and she smiled. So he had been making the painting for her then? So sweet of him. It made her all the more curious to see this painting but then since he was going to gift it to her at the end, she could as well just wait, she comforted herself with this thought. Just then, the butler came into th
Staring into the ocean blue eyes of the lad before her, Maddie was dumbstruck. He was asking if he could call her mummy? If she could be his mummy? But it wasn't that simple! She couldn't just be his mummy simply because he wanted her to be, it didn't work like that. Not in real life, at least. But then, how could she even begin to explain this to the boy? Would he even understand? He was already upset, she couldn't bear to upset him even more. "Of course I know you can't be my mummy for real but I want to at least have someone I can call my mummy," Andrew seemed to have read her thoughts as he suddenly said. "Someone who would take me to the park, and play hide and seek with me, and hug me when I am feeling down, and make me a snack every now and then… I need someone I can call Mummy. Miss Maddie, can you be that someone, please," Andrew went on. Tears were streaming down his cheeks as he spoke in a childish voice that shook. Maddie once again reached out to wipe the tears off the
The circumstances surrounding her own child's arrival hadn't been pleasant but she had been anticipating his arrival nonetheless, she hadn't expected him to die almost as soon as he was born, her sweet baby. There was not a day that went by without her thinking about him. About how life would have been for him had he stayed. And even though her family had comforted her back then with the fact that he had been a product of an unfortunate event that had taken place and was most probably better off dead, and that she was nowhere ready being a mother or taking care of a child, she didn't entirely agree with them. She had carried him for nine months, felt his warmth, loved him as he grew inside of her. Everyday, he had kept her company. She had been looking forward to his arrival so much that it had come as quite a shock to her when he had suddenly passed away a few minutes after he was born. She had practically gone numb for weeks after his birth and death. Even up until now, she still w
There were beads of sweat gathering on Maddie's forehead even though the room was quite chilly. Using one hand to turn on the bedside lamp, Maddie heaved her body upwards to sit on the bed. She grabbed a pillow and clutched onto it tightly as her body shook involuntarily, not from cold, she wasn't cold. It was due to the overwhelming various emotions washing through her all at once. Fear, disgust, hate, anger. Couldn't she just dream about unicorns and rainbows? Why did she have to dream about that horrible day? If only there was a way she could permanently erase the memories, she would have done so readily. Even though it had been over seven years already, the memories was still fresh in her memory. Each time she saw a child, she was reminded of it all. Everything she had gone through back then. The pain, the fear, the uncertainty, everything. The man had raped her and she hadn't been able to do a damn thing to stop him. She had just laid there, under him, as he had his way with her
Mummy? Maddie raised an eyebrow. Oh yeah, she had agreed to his request for him to call her mummy the previous night. It sure still felt weird, hearing him call her that, but it also felt warm, making her very heavy heart feel less heavy."Can I sleep in your room tonight mummy?" Andrew spoke again. A small smile formed on Maddie's lips as she nodded at the lad, and then she straightened herself up, taking his hand to lead him into the room while closing the door behind them.They got to the bed and Maddie tucked Andrew in before lying down beside him. He snuggled closer to her, resting his head on her bosom with his tiny arms spread out around her."Goodnight Sweetie," Maddie said to Andrew as she planted a kiss on his forehead."Goodnight mummy," Andrew mumbled groggily, and then gradually drifted to sleep. Maddie kept one hand on the lad's back, patting it gently even after he had fallen asleep. Not long after Andrew dozed off, Maddie followed suit.******Maddie jerked awake as
The day went by like every other day, after their heart-to-heart discussion, Maddie helped Andrew get ready for school, and then they ate breakfast before his teachers started to arrive. It was after breakfast, when Andrew had commenced school for the day that Maddie went to take her bath and brush her teeth. She changed into a casual t-shirt and jeans, holding her hair up into a ponytail with a hairband. She hadn't done so earlier because of her conversation with Andrew, which he had initiated. Maddie spent most of her day browsing the internet and chatting with Audrey. During Andrew's break period, Maddie prepared a snack for him and he even helped in preparing some of the ingredients, making a mess of his shirt that she had to help him change to a new one afterwards. It had become a normal routine, her making snacks for him during his break period. After school closed for the day, Maddie accompanied Andrew as he watched a particular reality TV show that was aired weekly. It was a s
Staring at her reflection in the washroom mirror as she washed her hands, Maddie took deep breaths in succession trying to gather her chaotic thoughts. "Damn what is wrong with me?" she asked her reflection, ending with a heavy sigh, and then turned off the tap to grab a napkin hanging in some metallic hanger right next to her and using it to wipe her hands dry. "I am probably just tired, that's it. I am tired and I just need to get some rest, and then I will be fine," Maddie said to herself, nodding vehemently as if that would make her words even more convincing to her. The previous night she hadn't had much sleep as she had been reminded of her horrible past, and then when she did sleep, she had a nightmare, which wasn't a nightmare perse but past memories of the same horrible past. It was all because she was tired, that was most probably why her thoughts and emotions were all over the place. "F**k you Jake!" Maddie mumbled under her breath. Hard as she tried to convince hers
The rest of the week passed by quickly with Maddie observing her normal routine of waking up by 5:30am to prepare for the day, getting Andrew's schedule for the day from the butler, and then going to wake Andrew up, help him get ready for school and have breakfast before he commenced school for the day. Maddie would then spend the rest of her day surfing the internet about fashion and the fashion world or reading a book from the ones piled up on her study table. Most of the books on her study table were books on business, others were novels, both fictional and nonfictional. She also had her own book collections she had brought to the mansion with her, even fashion magazines, so she had quite a wide range of books to pick from. During Andrew's break period, she would prepare him a snack and a drink to go, and then they would make little conversations while he ate. After his break, he would return to his classes while she would return to her room to either read or browse or chat with