Chapter 5 ~ Memories

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On the way walking home she listened to her music and hummed all the way home. The entire time while she was walking she was reminiscing of the past and staring at the ground.
On occasions she looked at the sky and nature around her and noticed everything has started to change for her. Nothing was what it was before; she knew ever since last year everything was going to change at a pace that she will have a hard time keeping up. As she was walking towards her house she checked the windows to make sure no one has gotten in and since it was clean she went inside.
“Welcome home miss" she was greeted by her maid Melinda. She walked past her, gave a acknowledging nod to Melinda’s presence, and into her room. Violet dropped her book bag at her desk and walked to her window.
She took a long depressed sigh and opened the window letting some fresh air inside. Her room was a shade between blue and green decorated between cultures of Japanese and Mexican furniture.
She layed on her canopy bed and grabbed her pillow. The bed softly sank, surrounded and supported her petite body. " I don’t understand anything. Pathetic, why can he notice the small things?" she said before she started to tear.
She frantically squeezed her pillow as she curled into a ball and cried endlessly into her pillow. She heard a comforting deep voice from behind her door and made quiet of her crying. "Mlday is all alright?" was followed by a knock.
Violet knew it was Jeffery, “its fine, have a bath ready for me?" she replied. There was no reply from behind the door expect footsteps going down the hall. Violet got up from her bed and dried her tears, “silly of me to cry they wouldn’t approve of this." she whispered to herself.
Jeffery came back to her door and knocked once again, “the bath is ready." "Thank you Jeffery, that’s all I will need." she replied as she took of her shoes and put them beside her bed. She made a shiver from her feet touching the cold stone floor.
Violet exited her bedroom and walked to the washroom. Inside she selected the music she wanted to hear today and pressed play. While the music was going violet slowly took off her clothing, letting it gently fall off her soft skin to the floor.
She never hurried her pace, it became a pleasant ritual. The room was painted a rose shade that had falling blossoms painted on the wall, something she picked to have on her wall. She slid into the bath letting the aroma of roses and the petals surround her.
There she fell into a sleep and awoke upon hearing the house phone ring. She stared at it and decided she wasn’t going to answer it. She enjoyed the rest of her bath and stayed in the pearl tub till the water drained completely.
Getting out her hair was dripping water everywhere; she dried her body off and slipped on her blue underwear and the matching bra that was in a drawer. Violet looked a through the drawers and found a large sleeping gown that she always preferred to wear.
She slipped into the pearl gown, it was especially her favorite gown because she loved the sensation of silk against her skin and it had a heart on the bottom left corner of it.
She exited the bath room and down to the kitchen. “Madam please no, tell me Vhat you Vant, I shall prepare for jou. Out out Jou silly girl Jour dripping Vater on De floor" Pierre exclaimed in his French accent.
He caught her looking in the refrigerator with her hair still wet. Violet gave a smirk; she always wanted to make fun of the head chief, especially with his French accent. She never knew why her parents chose him to be their new cook, but she didn’t mind.
She was fine with any new worker in the house; she knew she could manipulate any of them. "Yes Pierre, do we have any chocolate and strawberry cake left from yesterday?” she asked as she sat down at the table, moving her hair behind her ear.
Pierre hummed his song that he usually hummed and never replied to her question. He struck a cord she disliked being ignored," it seems ill be teaching him a lesson soon" she though to herself waiting for any sort of reply at the moment.
He placed a piece of cake in front of her and placed a napkin on her lap. “Don’t tell Jour Parents dat jou have dessert bevore diner. Our little Secret aye?" he whispered into her ear. Violet was very much pleased and nodded as she took the fork into her hand and stuck it into her cake.
She led the fork to her lushes’ lips and let the cake melt in her mouth. The taste was excitement to her mouth. After her dessert she went to her room and sat in front of her vanity mirror. She grabbed her comb and started to comb her black, long, silk hair.
Violet stopped when hearing her cell phone ring and walked over to her black bag and took out the cell phone. She stared at the picture and waited for it to stop ringing. Violet walked back to her mirror and sat down staring at the mirror.
Her pearl blue eyes stared back at her and somehow she felt a pain in her heart. Violet looked at the phone in her hand and turned it off. She sat there in silence for a few moments in the dark. She heard foot steps and she turned her head to listen in.
The footsteps passed her room and violet sighed, she didn’t feel like having company. Violet walked to the intercom " I’m not going to dinner, don’t bother me ill be sleeping Melinda." she said over the intercom. “Of course Miss." she replied quickly.
Violet walked to the bed, laid between the sheets, holding her pillow tightly to her, and cried her self to sleep. Violet tossed and turned violently in her sleep, till she woke up crying and realized it was just a memory , a dream