More Than A Maid

Monica’s POV

“Mom! What did you just do? What did you just say to the policeman?!” Monica furiously yelled at her mother immediately after Bella’s mom and the policeman were out of their house and sights.

“I didn’t do anything wrong Monica. So why are you making a fuss about it?” Her mother replied sharply.

“I see you haven’t realized the effort of what you have just done. You just accused Mr Benson for what he didn’t do” I told her. Since she acted like she didn’t understand what I was trying to say.

“No I didn’t. You are getting me all wrong Monica. I only gave them my opinion, I didn’t directly point fingers at them” My mom said.

“You did, I tried to stop you but you went ahead and mentioned his name. Mr Benson. That innocent man. Now they will go to his place again to arrest him. Oh jeeezz geez mom!” I screamed frustratedly. I thought she was on my side for Peter to be mine, why this then?

“Whatever. One thing I believe is that if he eventually turns out innocent, he’ld be set free. Besides, we do not know what The Bensons must have said about us too. We were only being interrogated, they heard from us but we heard nothing from them. It’s a game girl! We need to play it well”

Monica didn’t understand what her mother meant by it’s a game. She hissed in annoyance and walked out of the house as she made her way to The Bensons’ place.

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“Hey dear” Mrs Benson, herself opened the door for me as she beckoned me into the house.

The aura seemed solemn and cool and quiet. The policeman and that woman must have been here truely and the interrogation must have been a hot one.

“Hi ma’am” I smiled at Peter’s Mom.

I didn’t see that Bella girl or Peter anywhere around.

“Uhm, where is Peter?” I asked.

“Your friend is in his room” She answered.

Hold on, did she just say “Your friend”? That sounds too casual. Wasn’t she the one that granted my heart desire by matchmaking us together.

“Peter is in his room?” I asked, to be sure that she wasn’t referring to Bella.NôvelDrama.Org: text © owner.

“Yeah. He needs to have some rest. I’ll let him know that you came by okay?” She just said.

Oh no, this isn’t the way she welcomed me the last time. I can’t sense that intimacy.. something is definitely wrong.

“Okay” I replied.

And that reminds me, where is Bella? I don’t care about her though. But where the heck is that maid, I’m supposed to meet her at her duty. She supposed to open the door for me not Mrs Benson herself.

“Where’s Bella, the maid?” I managed to ask her.

“Oh Bella. She’s in her room too. She’s not in a good shape, so let her be too” Peter’s Mom replied.

What? * I didn’t exclaimed that aloud but my facial expression changed to a shocked one. My eyes were widened and mouth opened in awe.

Mrs Benson just supported her!

Looks like what’s wrong with Peter is because his maid, Bella isn’t in good shape.

“Okay” I nodded slowly, feeling so uncomfortable not being able to see Peter or pull out Bella’s hairs.

“I should leave now then” I said to her. Yeah! That’s what she’s doing, literally sending me out of the house.

“Listen Monica,” She spoke before I turned around to leave.

“I’m sorry ” She said. What? I don’t get what’s going on now.

“Jeez. These kids really need my apologies” I heard her muttered to herself.

“Why .. are .. you sorry Mrs Benson?” I asked her.

“I’m sorry for the way I was forcefully bringing you and Peter together” She said.

“Oh no ma’am. There’s nothing to be sorry about. It’s fine actually. I … I really like Peter and I know that we can manage on our own. Don’t you remember you’d told me that Peter will come to me himself later? I’ll wait” I smiled widely but she only smiled a little.

“I’m sorry. It’s.. It’s not gonna work out. I’m not forcing anything anymore. Tell your mother I said that, I hope she’ll understand” Mrs Benson furthered more.

I was dumbfounded.

“Actually Monica, your mother brought up the idea so she should understand when I say it’s not gonna work out no matter what we do. We need to consider the feelings too” She tried to explain but her cut her off.

“What about my feelings? I like Peter. Am I gonna say that a thousand time?” I said, holding back my tears.

“Dear, I know you do like my son but .. but what matters is who he likes and it’s not you. Peter doesn’t like you, he likes someone else.” She sighed. I knew she won’t say the name of whom Peter likes, meanwhile I knew who it was. “Monica, you need to like someone else too and it better if you like whom likes you too instead of forcing feelings. If you succeed in doing so, that relationship wouldn’t last” She said, trying to console me.

I bursted into a weird laughter because I didn’t want to cry.

“I know right” I said sarcastically and scoffed.

“Does your son know that you wanted to abandon him because you were having an affair with someone else?” I had to let the cat out of the bag. Yes! I won’t feel this pain alone.

“What Monica? What are you talking about?”

“I know everything. You wanted to marry another man because of money. You wanted to leave this family because of a rich man” I confronted her and she shook her head in negation.

“I don’t understand” She syllablised the word.

“Anyways, whatever” I smirked.

I walked out of the house and the tears I’ve been holding for too long, finally flowed freely down my cheeks. But somehow, I felt satisfied that I made her worried just as she made me heartbroken.

Now I don’t care whatever happens to her family.

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To Be Continued