More Than A Maid

Vincent sat by the restaurant window side; eagerly waiting for Monica’s arrive. For a minute, he doubt if his friend, Peter really told Monica to come over. He dressed in his best casual clothes, all to look good for her.

After some minutes, he sighted Monica rushing into the restaurant. At first; he smiled then frowned; realizing that she Rushed down here because she thinks she was gonna meet Peter.

Monica looked so kinky, she wore a beautiful off shoulders blouse almost revealing her boobs and a Mini matching skirt. She wore some powder too; looking as beautiful as ever.

Monica looked around, in search for Peter; she suddenly sighted me, ignored me for a while then looked around again.

“Hey Monica” I waved to draw her attention back to me again.

She smiled and walked over to me innocently.

“Hi Vincent”

“Hi.. Monica..” I stuttered. “You are looking so beautiful” I complimented, to my greatest surprise, she blushed.

“Am I?”

I nodded.. I didn’t know how to offer her the seat in front of me; My gesticulation didn’t even help.

“What are you doing here Vincent?” She asked.

“Me?… I…”

“Did you see Peter or are you meeting with him too?” She asked.

“Errr…” I didn’t know what to say or even start from.

“Jeez.. I thought it supposed just he and I ..” She groaned disappointedly then finally sat on the seat in front of me then dropped her bag.

“Monica” I called her name slowly.

She looked up at me bluntly, having no clue about what I wanted to say.

“I don’t think Peter is coming here” I resumed.

“Why?” She exclaimed.

“Because errm.. I…”

She rushed to open up her bag and shoved her phone out of it.

“Hold on Monica!”

“I need to hear from Peter himself, why did he bring me here if he is not gonna show up. Is this some sort of revenge or something? Why is he playing with my heart?!”

“He is not! I mean… He is only helping me”

“Helping you with what?” She inquired.

I sighed; ” I like you Monica. I like you very much” I finally confessed and she furrowed her brows.

“I tried to make it obvious but you are not noticing anything. And… It… It hurts me whenever you keep chasing someone that do not have feelings for you..”

“I don’t have feelings for you too” She interrupted rudely.

“No..”

She hissed, rolled her eyes. Now she’s furious.

“Do you wanna argue with how I feel?”

“No I mean. You haven’t even given me a chance.”

“A chance to what??!”

I was dumbfounded.

“You are all over Peter and you won’t open up your heart to love someone else” I told her.

“Love” She scoffed.

“I really like you Monica; no like is an understatement yet I don’t want it to sound like an exaggeration when I mention the word ‘Love'”

“Stop it already Vincent!” She cut in sharply.

I felt embarrassed as all eyes were on me.

She stood up and carried her bag;

“Are you leaving?”

“Yes I am leaving”

“Please Monica”

“I came here to meet Peter and not you”

“Give me a response at least”

“I already answered you; I don’t like you Vincent. I do not like you one bit. Get that straight into your head!” She voiced.

“Never ever try this again!” With that, she stamped angrily out if the restaurant.

I was so embarrassed to the marrow of my bone. I forced the eyes from clouding my eyes; pretending to be a hard guy. But the people here won’t stop gazing at me. I tried to hid my face as I walked out of the restaurant.

The beautiful cloth she wore, her look, she smile on her face when she rushed in was all for Peter.

Jeez, I have liked her since we met and the very first time I decided to open up, she turned me down, making me feel very miserable.

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Bella’s POV

My mom didn’t spend much time with me, she left as soon as possible. She believes this mansion is not for someone like us to enter visitors.. I’m sort of pained that I really wish that my own family own somewhere huge like this.

Also, what she said about my father’s death.. probably being a set up.. striked me really hard and I wondered who might be wicked enough to do kill their own fellow.

I sighed sadly as I walked to my room sluggishly, almost mindedly, but Peter’s presence jerked me up to reality.

“You must be so happy to see your mother, then why the sudden dull face” He said.

I rubbed my face, I didn’t know that I looked worried on the outside.

“My mom broke a news.. but it’s about to be resolve. It doesn’t even worth being dull” Yeah! I should be glad that my father’s accident case is reopened and the hit and run culprit will be caught soon. That’s if there’s truely one.

“Wanna share it with me?”

“Private, family matters” I said.

“Ohh, sorry. I’m sorry about that” He apologized.

“Uhm… About what I said earlier… I was only bored, it’s okay we be together instead of the distance. Remember we are not just boss and maid but intimate friends too?” He said.

“Intimate friends” I muttered after him.

“That’s right”

He wanted to say somethings further but his phone rang and he went away to receive the call.

* *

Peter’s POVProperty of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.

“Hello, so how was it Vincent?”

“Another word for terrible!” He screamed into the phone.

“Ooops! Sorry. Monica is…”

“She rejected me. She likes you Peter, Make it stop!”

“How? I can’t do anything. You and Francis know Monica is like.. she never ever gave up on me” I said but he didn’t say anything.

“I think you too, should never ever give up on her Vincent”

“Obviously she’ll win.”

“She’ll what? No! I like someone”

“You like her?!”

“No Vincent! I think I like someone else. So Monica can’t win me. Just so you know, our hearts differs right now”

“It’s all complicated; I like Monica, Monica likes you and you like someone else” He groaned. “By the way, who do you like?”

“Uhn.. someone; not Monica”

“You said so. So who?”

“Err.. Vincent … I think you should work towards getting Monica instead”

“And indirectly, release me from her clingy shit!”