I'm Your Maid, Not Your Ladylove [Wattpad]

Zac had it all, the money, the muscles, and the devilishly handsome good looks. Girls, to him, were like the free tomato ketchup sauces from McDonalds. Easy to get, free, and after he used them, he just threw them away.
Myah on the other hand, had nothing, she was broke, no job, no life. Boys, to her, was like seeing something attractive without desiring it.
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WARNING
This story is not suitable for people below 16 (Unless your eyes lost their virginity). Anyway, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED muahahahaha
Copyright 2015 // hotguyssaywhat

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10. eight

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""I don't believe him. I don't believe anything he says. He wants me to be one of them, one of those pimps who he thinks he can play with. I've seen countless movies. I've read countless books. All of the girls end up the same, and  I don't want this to happen to me. We're moving too fast, I've only met him for what- a week? 

"Myah, just open up, please," his voice resounded from the opposite side of the door. Ii could sense the fear in his voice, which broke my heart a little. He sounded genuine, but it seemed like an act, like everything to him was a game. 

"Go away, Zac." my frail voice echoed from the four walls of this storage room. "Myah-"

"I SAID GO!" I yelled, hating myself for feeling so weak. Part of me wanted for you to stay, keep begging to open the door, like you cared. You did, really. Just not enough. And then you left.  Hearing a sigh and some footprints, you were gone just like that. 

In that storage room, that day, was a little useless human being, contributing to nothing in the world. No one loved her.

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"Myah! Brody and his friends are coming over! Please get ready the toys!" Madame Falkov frantically shouted, a phone in her right hand. "Yes, Madame." I nodded my head and obeyed her. I counted the steps all the way to the toy room, which was situated in the West Wing.

Turning right into the hall, that boy was walking in the opposite direction.

Do I look up at him and say hi? Do I just carry on walking? 

I pursed my lips as I went on to the second option, staring at my shoes as I walked.

After gathering all the toys and placing them on the ground in Brody's bedroom, Brody and his friends walked in, as if on cue. "Brody! Hi!" I said, opening my hands for a hug, which he gave me, or else I would've been awkward. "Who is this?" I asked. "This is Fred, this is Jamie. We love cars." Fred and Jamie- who were red-headed twins- gave me an identical wave. 

"Well. You're lucky," I smiled at them, "I've picked out Brody's favourite car set." they excitedly sat in a circle. We played for about 10 minutes when Brody spoke up. "Myah?"Brody asked and I looked at him. "Can you call Zac? Please? He plays with cars better than you." he frowned. OK, but why am I so offended by that?

"Um." I pursed my lips. "Of course."

Standing up, I exited the room. I managed to find Zac in his room, hands resting behind his head. He was just staring at the ceiling, thinking. Something that I tend to do a lot. He must've sensed my presence as he turned to look at me. I nervously twisted my fingers.

"Listen, Zac, uh-" I started.

"I get it- you don't have to explain."

I didn't know what to think.

"I'm sorry." I said, biting my lip. "I-"

That's the thing about me isn't it? I just can't do it. I can't talk to him.

"What's your name?" he asked, as he sat up on the edge of the bed. Um- okay? "What?"

"What's your n a m e?" he spelled it out, repeating his question. "Myah...?"

"I'm Zac. Nice to meet you." holding his hand out for me to shake. "Zac what are you-"

"Can you just shake my hand?" 

I shook his hand.

"Nice to meet you too?"

"It's a nice day today, don't you think?"

"Uh- sure?"

"Would you like to go on an adventure with me tonight?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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