Pleasuring the Maid

***Ava***

Reality finally sank in. The intensity of the matter left an indescribable heavy feeling in my heart.

The denial my heart clutched on began to ebb away. The truth taking it's place and spreading pain to the entire organ.

My mind came up with so many questions and apparently zero answers. Thoughts about the woman I grew up loving turned sour and stale.

She had been in my life for as long as I could remember. For 14 years I knew no real friend other than her. For 14 years I called her mum.

I loved her for 14 years, I adored her for those years. For 14 years she had been my world, a role model that was nearly perfect and all real before me.

For 14 years my eyes refused to see her for who she really was, a fake. She had been my only family for those 14 years.

Why on earth would she do this to me. All those memories we made together, were they all fake to her? Did they mean anything to her?

She fucking lied to me for 14 years. She played me for a fool for 14 years. I trusted her with everything I had, and it took only one day for her to up and go, faking her own death.

I wanted to assure myself that maybe we were missing something, maybe all this was a misunderstanding. But then why was I feeling this way?

My insides were in chaos, like a storm was brewing inside. I was aching inside, the pain that I felt made me incapable of everything.

I wanted to cry, I wanted to just let the tears flow but they wouldn't form. I wanted to say something, anything but I couldn't get a word past my quivering lips.

Is this how betrayal felt like? like someone ripping your heart over and over again.

I wanted to tear my hair out, scream like a maniac, but my wandering mind wouldn't allow me to react and let the steam go. The steam kept on burning me, increasing the ache.

How could my insides burn and feel damp with unshed tears at the same time?

the first place? Why would she go through the trouble of faking her death? Was

why would she stay with me for all those years and

***Ray's Pov.***

to see Ava like this, so lifeless. She was mute, it's as if her tongue had become heavy in

together, making her appear even more stressed. You could see wheels turning

her. I wanted to assure her that all would be okay, but would she

of that was happening. She wouldn't shed even a single tear, and that scared

watching closely, torn in between just like I was. I could see how his arms were itching to hold her to his

to have known this would mess her up once it got out. Or maybe they thought

your phone Ray. ' She

hand to get the phone. It was

she was up to. Not

what she was doing but when she pressed the phone on her

calling mum, was it really a good idea to want to speak

are you? ' She question over the

to Jack's hotel right now.' She

to the hotel right now, oh and bring

believe she had just cussed, she was really pissed. Knowing mum, she prolly knew something was very

after the call. They had called back asking

they were in, I expected hell to break loose. But boy was I wrong. Ava remained

her she didn't push mum away or pull out, she

by the door staring at my girl,

staring in space like

mean Ava? ' Mum asked, sitting beside Ava on the

pretend, I want to know why? ' Ava's voice sounded

what are y..'

Bryson hissed, he was very much mad at her. I couldn't help but feel like something else was