Chapter 2, Strange
I’m going insane. Each and every second I feel like I’m being watched…it’s nerve wracking..I swear, I’ve been wasting my time paranoid, as the number of maids death has gone higher then usually, 10 dead. 16 dead, 20 mangled. “Did you hear? The ladies hung Sandra’s head on the chandelier. You could see the candle sticking out from her eye...” the maids whispered among themselves as they scrolled about the castle halls. But never in front of the ladies. Never.
Lately I’ve been seeing the lady out more than usual. I've always seen her in the library when I go to work. It's a pain waiting for her to leave..she reads quite fast though..
Today was not so different. It's been a week since I’ve met the lady..the others have been teasing me. “watch out before her claws catch you” they’ll say playfully. I really mind though since it’s not in a mean or hurtful way, it's annoying. I won’t lie.
I walked into the library letting out a big sigh as I noticed that the lady wasn't in her chair as usual..what I DIDN'T notice was her right behind..I knew I felt something looking me up and down…
Slowly I looked around, a week was quickly muted, as she frowned her brows.
“My Lady” I said bowing down..
“Lei..you're early” she mumbled
I’m early?..
Wait…
“You always leave when you see me..you're so strange..” she scoffed, rolling her eyes.
Oh she noticed..
“Um..maybe that wasn’t me…” I mumbled looking around as if something had caught my eye..honestly everything in the room caught my eye..except the bloody tea cup lady Daniela had left behind…
“I’m not naive…Don't lie now.” I nodded my head to her sharp tone squinting my eyes a bit..
“Yes my lady..” I said rubbing my neck.
“Good. Now carry on with your work.” She said walking over to her chair and grabbing the book she was reading.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++—+——-
‘Your so strange…’
‘Your so strange’
I am strange..no? I don’t think so..but the lady does..maybe she thinks the same for every maid!
“My lady I’m done with my job for today..is there anything else you’d like me to do?” I said she didn’t even look up from her book.
“No, you may go to Lei.” She said, flipping the page quickly.
Just as I reached for the door knob the lady spoke her voice with playfulness and seriousness.
“Next time you see me. Don't run away, you look stupid doing that.” She said, the sound of a page being flipped reached my ears.
“Yes..ma’am..” I said opening the door and closing it behind me slowly, I could feel my knees buckle from the nervousness and embarrassment…
And as if this couldn’t get any worse I ran into..lady cassandra.
The count of maids has probably gone up to 21 or more by now.
“Lei..you smell better than usual..” she said circling around me.. she then came up close to me ruffling my hair.
“If only I could have short hair like yours..the blood wouldn’t be so hard to wash out..” she sighed, blowing her dark hair out of her face.
“I would have asked you for the soap you use..but I would still smell like blood..”
I stayed quiet..not moving as Cassandra’s hand still was on top of my hair..
“Mm Nancy would have liked it..if I smelled like strawberries..but whenever I ask her about it she doesn’t respond..”
Nancy died 2 years ago. She got into an argument with lady Cassandra and she ended up slashing her..she can’t find the other half of her body so she talks to her legs…
She then looked down at me smiling, showing her blood stained teeth.
“You have boy hair..mother would have not liked it if I had that..makes me wonder how you're not dead..” she mumbled.. she then let go of hair and walked away.
“Bye Lei!” She yelled.
Not dead..let's not run into the other crazy crazy one..I thought to myself recalling the time lady Daniela dressed me up in ridiculous outfits..
That alone is even scarier than having half a corpse in your room.
+++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
‘Your so strange’ this sentence really bothered me…a lot
And I don’t know why..maybe it’s because it’s coming from her…but still..I’m not weird! Right?
“Such a stupid thing to concentrate on..” I mumbled, grabbing my pillow and squeezing my face against the hard fabric..
Maybe thinking about food will help…It alway helps when I’m in stress… I mumbled…
Did it help? No. It got me hungry but it also sort of worked in its own way of making me think of noodles instead of my boss calling me strange.