~Viola~
I was wide awake even before the alarm sounded, I took the covers off my body and washed my face.
My wardrobe was filled up with clothes, that I would never get to worry about what to wear.
“I had better hurry,” And get Damien’s need in place before I could think of doing anything else, he hadn’t been out of his room for three days now.
Neither did he touch any of his meals. I would call and knock on his door but there wasn’t anyone answering me.
Lucas eventually told me to let him be.
And today, I’m gonna try and call him out for breakfast and take the breakfast to his room.
I was staring through the window when I saw Damien driving out of the house. He seems to be in haste.
I sighed and walked to the door to get to the kitchen, it was six in the morning. I had to tell the cook not to prepare Damien’s breakfast since he wasn’t home.
“Hey!” Bianca hissed.
“Hey, come back here.” She called me back to her with her hands, she was leaning beside the wall of her room and her hands are folded casually over her chest.
“Where are you going?” She asked staring at me up and down.
I stopped and greeted her.
“I was going to the kitchen.” She crinkled her nose at my words and pretends as if it was nothing.
“Why haven’t you cleaned my room, do I’ve to tell you what to do?” She huffed irritable with a stern tone.
“I’m sorry I was...” she shut me up with a finger.
“Get to it now!” She eyed me suspiciously.
I nodded and walked into her room, while she stood and watch me like a moron.
“You better be fast, and served me breakfast. You don’t attend to Damien alone, as long as we lived under the same roof, you’ll give me the same respect.”
“Yes, Bianca,” I grumble in a tone only I would hear.
I couldn’t call her by her name out loud.
“Cat got your tongue and you can’t talk!” She fired at me.
I spun around and faced her.
“I’ll do as you have said.” I avoided anything that would make me call her Bianca and she seems to get on with my thoughts.
“Well call me Queen! I want to hear those words from you!” She threatens. I lift my eyes and met her sharp stares.
“What would you say?”
“Yes, My Queen.”
“Good, you filthy rag.” She grins brightly.
“That’s how you would address me from henceforth.” She smirked and shut the door with me in it.
I turned and started working on her room, there was a jewelry box atop the bed, I stared at the box, it was beautiful. I was tempted to check was what inside the box. I took them and held them in my hands.
“It’s pretty, I wonder what the jewelry inside would look like.” I sighed remembering the witch who owned them and kept them back on the bed.
“It would cost a fortune, it could be pure gold in it.” Lana agrees with me. I nodded at her words, that could be true.
I continued cleaning the room, making sure I leave no stone unturned.
I don’t want Bianca to pick on me for no reason at all.
I was done cleaning her room and taking out the trash, She seated on the couch with her legs folded and was picking her nails.
I peeped through it, I wondered what it was like to have my fingers painted.
I heard Bianca travels a lot and was more exposed, educated, and sophisticated than most of the pack members and she was the kind of Queen they wanted.
“What are you staring at? Ugly duck.” She hissed when she caught me staring.
“Your food is ready, I kept them in the dining. I came to tell you to take.”
“Fine, get out of my sight, you stink.” She held her nose and looked away from me.
I brought my clothes to my nose if that was true.
She would find anything to taunt me.
But I do need to bathe.
I went back into my room and run myself a quick bath, I was taking out my clothes from the wardrobe when I heard Bianca shriek.
“What’s the drama Queen up to now?” Lana scoffed.
I shrug, take out a floral dress, and wore them. I sat on the dressing table and began to dry my hair since I washed them.
I stared at my face in the mirror, I didn’t look too pale.
“Where is she!” Bianca yelled.
“Where is the slutty thief!” Bianca's voice raced down the corridor, what was wrong with her now?
“Bitch!” She screamed. Her fist banged on my door and immediately flung it open. She walked to me angrily and slapped me over the face.
She hits me again, and my face twitch to the side.
“Hit her back!” Lana growled.
She lift her hand to hit me again and I held them and pushed her slightly away from me.
“You dare hold me back after what you’ve done! You’re proving yourself now ain’t you?” She wriggled her hands-free from my grips.
“I don’t understand, what’s going on?” I narrowed my eyes at her.
“You’re going to find out!” She grabbed me by the hair and pulled me along, dragging me out of the room.
“You’re hurting me, I haven’t even started!” She screamed in my face and pushed me to the ground.
“Guards!” She yelled.
“Get this thief out of there and have her locked up, flog her mercilessly until she confesses to her crimes!”
Crimes?
What was she talking about?
“I didn’t do anything.” I cried out.
“I know you’ll never agree to steal it, there’s no other thief in this house if not you.” She stepped on me and whacked me over the head.
“You think you could go away with it.” She grabbed my hair and pulled me to my feet dragging me down the stairs.
“Let go!” I cried.
But her grip was firm.
She pushed me away when we were at the bottom of the stairs.
“Lie you know nothing about the diamond!” She spat on my face.
“What diamond?” I asked her, I had sustained a cut on my upper cheek, I could feel the stings.
She scoffed and went ahead to shout.
“Guards!”
“What’s going on?” The cold aura we felt made us freeze at first before I saw Damien standing by the door with Lucas and Roland.
I’m doomed in this.