Forever, Mitchell - Episode 19

 

Let's talk about that time.... That time you do everything to forget.

I force myself to take a last bite of the toast and jam.

I almost gag.

Was this supposed to be food? It tastes like cardboard, warm cardboard.

I glance at the maids standing by and they are all waiting, watching with smug smiles.

They know what they've done, they know why they did it.

I smile and that throws them off.

"Who was in charge of my breakfast?" I ask and they point at Claire.

"Thanks Claire, I enjoyed every bit of it" I say and she nods, she knows what she had done, she's baiting me, waiting for a response and she's is going to get one.

I'm fed up with being bullied.

"You are on garden duty till further notice" I say and she frowns.

"You can't do that" she says, I know how exhausting garden duties can be, it's just the right punishment.

"I can, and I just did, you can tell the rest of the people on schedule that they too will follow if I keep getting food that tastes like this" I say and she stands there dumbfounded.

This is the main house, my reach might not be strong here but at least it gets things done.

"Gather all the others, announcement" I say and they scurry out

I take a deep breath, I'm so scared, I'm not used to doing things like this. 

The troop into the the dinning room, madam K at their front, she's giving me looks that can kill, I just ignore it. 

"Thank you all for coming, I will get straight to the point l, I'm sure you have more than enough to do, as you well know due to unfortunate circumstances I am now the mistress of this house, I never planned this, it just came to be. 

I'm not used to being like this or in any place of power but let me tell you something... "I pause for effect."..

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. This power I have is going to be used to the max, I'm sure you have your speculations about how I got here, it's fine if you do, but I do not want to hear one bit of it, your orders will be coming from me through madam K, I hope we all get along" I say before scraping back my chair and exiting the room. 

I almost gasp when I get to Xavier's room, I was so nervous. 

I'm proud of my self that my voice didn't crack, not even once. 

I pace the room, thinking of my next step, since I'm stuck here I have to formulate a plan. 

Things I need to do. 

1. Get money. 

2.Stay alive. 

3.Stay alive. 

I have to make plans on how I will escape, it's still early yet for Xavier to drop me but I have to be ready when he does. 

I calculate the last time I saw my husband and I conclude that he should be here this evening or next. 

It's funny how well I know his schedule. 

I know what I must do. 

****

Waiting up for 2 consecutive days can be tiring, Xavier didn't show up yesterday, or the day before, I'm hoping he shows up tonight. 

How many days does the man need for a business trip anyways? 

The gentle thud of a boot brings my head up and I realize I must have dosed off. 

He's here! 

He's standing right in front of me shirtless! 

I clear my throat. 

He doesn't turn to look at me, continues with pulling his other boot. 

Well! I'll say considering I'm his wife and everything I deserve a little attention don't I? 

"Uh... Excuse me...?" I say, sitting up from the bed and standing. 

He unzips his trouser and I blink to see him standing there with just a boxer brief, it lives nothing to the imagination. 

And I must tell you, that God was most favorable to him, he's cut and toned in all the right places. 

The only thing marring his flawless body are the scars, he has a lot of them. 

He still doesn't acknowledge me, just get in the bed, switches off the lamp and I assume he goes to sleep. 

This is new. 

Normally he comes in here to threaten me and get some books, he's never attempted to sleep here before. 

Does he expect me to get on the bed with him? 

Does he want to....? I shake my head, dispelling that thought, Xavier does not find me attractive, that part of things is nothing to be scared about. 

I watch his chest rise and fall from my position and I sigh, grabbing my pillow and concluding that the sofa would be the best place for me. 

Well, we can have the talk tomorrow morning, I just pray he listens to me. 

*****

Pressure on my neck makes me slowly blink my eyes open, it must be morning, Xavier is standing in front of me. 

"Be dressed by 8 today, party casual, we are going out" He says, lifting his fingers from my neck and moving away, he's fully dressed and I know he's going into the office. 

I sleepily stretch, snuggling into the pillow. 

"I wanted to talk to you" I hear my voice say, laden with sleep. I feel him pause even though my eyes are closed. 

"We can talk later,in the evening" He says, the command apparent in his voice. 

It must be the effect of sleep because I have no power over the words that come out of my mouth. 

"You jerk, I just want my phone" I say sleepily, drowsily. 

He doesn't respond, just walks out. 

I got married to an ice ghost/beast/monster/jerk. 

All in a good day's job. 

AN

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