Bad Boy Maid chapter 2

Isabelle..

I like to think I'm strong

Through everything, every hard moment in my life I found an escape through schoolwork. Whenever I wasn't working or being pushed around by Evan and his gang I was studying, the only thing I was truly good at

I had the highest gpa in my high school, which I never really thought meant much due to us being in the poorest part of town, where no student really cared anyways and only had time for drugs and alcohol.

Although once Evan Samson found out about my achievements I was made to do all of his schoolwork, including Peters, Jacobs, and Emma's.

jabco

"Good job Hart, my parents truly think I can go to Harvard with this shit.

Jacob laughs hysterically, pushing me hard on the back as he shoves the paper I had written in front of my face.

Even

"How about we play a little game after school today? Huh?"

Says as they follow me down the empty school hallways.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

" N..No I'm okay." I

I quietly say, my lip quivering when he pushes me against a locker. I look down so my hair Is covering my face, to terrified to utter another word

Even

"Stuttering bitch."

He spits, grabbing my hair and yanking my head up.

piter [bully]

"Evan, we should go now."

Peter says nervously when the sound of a teachers keys echo down the hallway.

Even

"Don't think I'm done with you."

He scowls before slamming my head back on the locker and walking away with Peter.

My head aches at the force as I hold in tears, walking towards my first class of the day.

As soon as the bell rings for my last class I get up, my legs pushing me towards the exit. Maybe if I was fast enough, they wouldn't get me today.

I push the heavy door open, revealing the bright sun in my face and the heat on my skin. My eyes frantically search for the bus, a relived feeling in the pit of my stomach when I watch as it pulls up.

I run, faster then ever and hide in the back seat, hoping they hadn't seen me get on.

My eyes peek over the window, watching as Evan angrily looks around for me with his gang, pushing around the other students in his way. I could feel my heart in the pit of my stomach, if they find me I was dead.

The door of the bus closes, and relief washes over me. I was safe, for now.

Last night I had decided finding a job in the poor part of town wasn't the best idea. With Evan and Andrew living in the same area, it'd only make things worse.

So I take the bus all the way to the end of the route, to where anyone would dream of living.

The bustling city life, the clean streets and extravagant homes that lined every street and the citizens dressed top to bottom in clothes worth more then my rent.

Rupert City

I get off the bus, instantly breathing in the clean air.

The stares I got were uncountable as I walked down the street, feeling everyone's eyes on me as if I was an alien, as If I wasn't even human.

They were all raised in money, never going a day without worrying if they could eat for the next week.

I envied that, but knew it was a future someone like me could never hope for.

A soft breeze blows through my hair as I open a door to a nice looking cafe, the bell above me ringing as it notified the workers of a customer.

There was a girl working in there, who seemed to be around 24, dressed in a pink apron that had the name of the store written in cursive on it.

Caffè d'Amore

coffee shope

"I'm sorry miss but I don't think this place is right for you." She slowly says as I stand before the cashier.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

"I..I apologize I was just looking for a job if you had any openings."

I say, trying to ignore the burning stare of an older looking man seated at one of the tables.

manager shope

"You don't fit our employee description, I'm going to have to ask you to leave."

A man says, walking up in front of the girl and taking over.

He was probably the manager.

I just nod my head, my eyes glancing over to the creepy old man who had still been staring at me before quickly walking out.

I let out a breath, slowly walking down the streets. I'm not sure why I even had a chance of getting a job around here, I was pathetic.

As Im walking towards the bus stop I feel a rough hand grab my arm, turning me around. My eyes widen as I come face to face with the old man from the cafe.

He had wrinkles lining nearly every part of his face,

And a short frame as his shaky hands hold out a small, golden business card.

Old man: "You looking for a job kid?"

He asks, his voice dry.

I swallow the lump in my throat, slowly taking the golden card as I look down at it.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

"Y..yes."

I say, rubbing my arm when he lets go. My eyes move over the small writing that held only a phone number and the words Agosti Estate printed in the center.

Old man: " I can get you a job as a maid there, good pay and housing for free."

He says, moving his hand to my own and closing my fingers tightly over the card

I watch him, confusion filling my head at his kind gesture. Why would he just give me a job like this? I wasn't sure if this was trustworthy or not.

At the same time I felt bad for calling the man creepy, he was only trying to help after all.

Old man: "You give this card to no one. Getting a job in the Agosti Estate is nearly impossible, and this card is your only way in."

He instructs.

It seemed more like a one way ticket to hell then anything else. This guy seemed suspicious, but as odd as it sounded I couldn't not take my chances.

Good pay and housing? I could live there and pay off all the debt money while not being in fear every night knowing Evan knew where I lived.

Isabelle Heart [FL]

"But, why me? I'm nothing special."

My words faintly come out as I look at the old man, who only looks back at me with kindness grazing his soft eyes.

Old man: " I can tell you have a pure heart, you deserve this job more then anyone else in this city."

He smiles, before turning around and walking down the sidewalk.

My focus moves back on the card in my hand, my eyebrows pulled together as I think about the opportunity.

Before any thoughts enter my head anymore I turn around, looking for the old man so I could thank him. I hadn't even gotten his name.

My eyes search around the busy streets, looking for the old man who had just become my savior but he was nowhere to be seen.

How far could he have gone?

My search for the man quickly ends when I see Evan and his gang getting off a bus, looking around the streets.

My body fills with goosebumps, fear striking my body as I snap my head away from them, fast walking towards a dumpster on the corner.

I hide behind the bins, nearly throwing up at the awful smell of the trash surrounding me.

My hands move onto my mouth, stopping any sort of sound that could escape from me as I hear their voices near me.

Even

" I'm going to kill that bitch when I find her."

Evan spits, venom dripping every last word that came from his mouth.

My card suddenly drops from my hand, landing right next to Jacobs foot and my entire body freezes as I look up, his eyes locking with my own.

Even

"Found her."

Even

*He says, a terrifying smirk on his face.*

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