Maybe it was Ms. Mead. Believed she might forget something to tell me. I open the door to look who's knocking on this morning.
It's like the darkness came upon me.
It was Ms. Venable. Knowing she requested me to move next to her was unexplainable.
"Did you learn your lesson, (Y/N)?" She greets. Giving me a smile while I'm just looking at her.
Seriously, she's stunning as hell.
I mean she was a kind of attractive middle-aged woman. The presence of her was unexplainable yet warning for every one of who she was.
She was exceptional.
"Yes. I was suggesting but I don't really think it might help you" I reply with a smile. She pushes the door slowly to come in. It was embarrassing that I don't fully open the door for her.
I was ashamed, letting her do that.
She takes a seat then looks over to my room. Wondering what things I have in this room. She's an observer of everything. I close the door and she notices it. She looked confused. I did the same as her. She's doubting, giving me the question look about my actions. I just want to close the door, not letting anyone disturb Ms. Venable.
Great, she's thinking that I will do something to her.
I'm a modest woman, Ms. Venable.
I can't do that thing that she had in her mind. I didn't do anything to her except the fact of drawing her face without her permission. I literally forgot that thing after I went outside yesterday. I hope someone keeps it a secret that I draw Ms. Venable without knowing it.
"Come here, (Y/N)" she orders and I follow it. I walk towards her, facing her. Her eyes never turn around. It's focusing on me. She's really paying attention to me even I'm just nothing but a servant for her and everyone. She smiles.
A smile, like a force that when it shows up everything becomes...
unusual and unexplained.
"Kneel" she orders again, not wanting to take her eyes off me. I look at her cane. Avoiding making eye contact with her.
What? Kneel?
It's getting inexplicable. It was a strange atmosphere for me. She's still looking at me and she's not stopping from it. Making me feel uncomfortable with her. I startle, hearing her cane taps on the floor. Giving me more nervous, with her.
"I said kneel, (Y/N)" she says again, wanting me to obey her without questioning her actions. I insist to kneel, facing her. Her smiles showed up even more. It made her satisfied, obeying her rules.
What are kneels for, Ms. Venable?
"How can you do that?" she asks, still looking at me. I bow down, not wanting to look at her. I shiver for a moment before I answered her. It was hard to tell her how inhumane that for me.
"I don't know. I just want to know what he's doing out there" I answered with a lower tone. I feel my knees getting weak by how I said it. It gives me goosebumps and trembles on my hand.
But it stops when her cane taps again.
"Why did you do that?" her voice echoing in my head. Giving me a sudden interruption of reality.
Yeah, why would I hit that guy? because he's dead. He's already dead. I couldn't let myself die in there and rot my flesh on that ground.
I feel like I'm getting blackout when I'm thinking out of it again. My tears are coming out so I bite my lip to hold it.
I can't think straight, Ms. Venable.
"B-because...I don't want t-to...disappoint you" I stutter, not knowing what I'm saying. I breathe for a moment, realizing what I've said lately.
Is that all? Is that only my reason to live? Doesn't make her disappointed in me?
She suddenly cupped my cheeks to make me look at her. Everything went clear. She's just looking at me with her clear dark brown eyes. She's smiling again but with her contentment look.
"And you succeeded" she wipes my tears out. I feel her warm hand caressing my cheek. I feel a sudden comfort on her hands, letting me close my eyes for a second. I bow because I was ashamed of what I did this time.
She sees it, my weaknesses.
My shame, my fear.
"Look at me, (Y/N)" she commands with her cold tone. I exhaled, letting out my nervousness before I look at her. Her voices stop me to think of anything.
Like the winter, making me freeze for a moment.
"Are you loyal to me?" her tone was soft right now. I nod. Her question make sense by how she looks at me. She looks serious unlike her reaction lately.
I feel odd.
She was smiling like it was her felicity. She's still cupping my cheeks and I feel the warmth on her hands. Her unusual behavior now, it was mixed.
"Did you really mean it, (Y/N)?" her voice was like vigor to me. Her hands getting tight on my cheeks.
I really mean it, Ms. Venable
"Yes" I answer then she removes her hands from my cheeks. I inhale. Taking a break from her firm hold but then she holds my chin. Lifts it up to make me eyes on her. I sniffles.
"You will do everything I say. You get it?" she commands. Giving me another look. A glare.
I nod then she gives me a sudden smile. She harshly put off her hands on my chin and stands.
"Good" her last word before she left. Giving me a shocking moment of what she says. Her last word mark on my head, her praise. It's my first time to receive that word from her.
Am I good to you, Ms. Venable?
I get up and close the door.
What is that? I never saw her being like that for the past 2 years. Maybe because of what I've done yesterday? maybe because of my help or suggestion? What is the reason?
What is in your head right now, Ms. Venable?
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Author's Note
Thank you for reading. I'll be gone for 2 days but I will publish a chapter after I came back. Just wait for me guys. I hope y'all enjoy reading. Wait for another chapter to come, guys. (^ ^)

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