silvertongue217
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I remember the first time I saw her
I had been working at the mansion for a month or two settling into the role of the mechanic with ease. There wasn’t much work to be done to be honest. The man had a collection of nice cars but he rarely used him. He hardly left the house instead sending his butler of all people out and about in his stead. Of course I knew the job was going to be weird because to even qualify I had to take a drug and background check, sign a whole bunch of non disclosure agreements, and live on the property until I left. Yet for a young Hispanic kid whose fathers shop had been left to dust like said man it was…..
Well it was a dream come true
In truth I barely glanced at the papers instead taking one look around the rich opulence and deciding I had to have the job no matter what. Yet even if I had read the papers I wouldn’t have learned the real reason behind the secrecy…. No the boss kept his secrets close to his chest instead letting us stay in the dark as we followed his rules.
1. No one is to leave the manor without permission
2. No one is to take any pictures
3. The south side of the house is for family only
4. Every one was to maintain a distance from the owner of the house
Were they strange rules? They were even I could see that but I didn’t care instead shrugging and agreeing to them without a moments thought. I didn’t regret it either not when I was showed my modest (but still bigger than my parents house) suite above the garage. Instead I waited until the attendant was gone before I finally threw my self onto the bed breathing it in and thanking god for the gift.
I Dante Roderick Rodriguez born to hard working yet poor parents suddenly found my self with more. Of course I was technically a servant of the house and its master but when I wasn’t working (of which I often found my self with nothing to do) I was allowed free reign of the amenities provided to the staff. I use the TV in the wreck room marveling at the big screen, I played video games I never thought I would, and I swam in the private pool. In this time I never thought to question the person I worked for or the fact I had never met him. I was too caught up in it all to happy to really question.
Then I saw her
It was completely by accident, I had been charged with fixing the Mercedes which had begun to pull to the left. It was a simple fix and one I looked forward to doing but when I arrived at the car no one had given me the keys! They were usually hanging in the kitchen but the butler in his rush forgot to take them out of his pocket (though I wouldn’t find that out until later). I was a fool eager to prove my self so I took it upon my self to go find him.
In the south side of the house
I remember the feeling, the minute I stepped onto that side. There was a heaviness to the air a certain foreboding feeling. The house took on an entirely different persona to me. There was a feeling of claustrophobia as if I was trapped there. Of course I dismissed it resolving my self to get out of there as soon as possible. I heard movement and stepped forward going over to a library. I was so caught up in my own need to get out of there that I failed to notice the bars set into the walls, the lack of furniture to bump into, and the odd markings on each door.
The library door was opened a thin shaft of light cutting through the darkness like a knife. I remember the feeling of the wood as I touched it cool to the touch. I pushed open the door stepping fully in.
And that is when I first saw her
She was so beautiful…. I am ashamed know to admit that she took the breath out of me. My eyes they must have traveled up and down her body several times. She was curled up in an armchair reading a back her head turned to me. I spent a few minutes longer than necessary standing they’re trying to regain my senses. Finally I regained my senses moving forward ready to figure out who this exquisite creature was.
Then I saw the book she was reading
There were no words instead lines of dots. I had never seen a braille book before but I know enough to know what it was.
The girl was blind
Suddenly there was a large hand on my shoulder a figure grabbing me and pulling me back and out the door. I felt my self being thrown against the wall the butler Mr. Clean in front of me with narrowed eyes. He was an intimidating man large built like a bull with a shaved head and a British accent that earned him the nickname Statham junior by the other staff.
“You know the rules” He said narrowing his piercing eyes at me
“I know” I said my accent coming out heavier than I attended a sure sign I was nervous “You didn’t leave me the keys I wasn’t thinking….”
The butler looked at me for several long moments as if deciding my fate. He finally pulled the keys out of his pocket and pressed them into my hands before letting me go.
“One warning” Mr. Clean said brining up one large finger “and you are not to speak of what you saw do you understand boy?”
I did not
But I told him I did o afraid of losing what I had to say otherwise. I knew what was waiting for me back home if I lost this job. I was greedy but even if I had said no then I wouldn’t have been able to do any thing.
I was powerless
So I left all but an out and back onto my side of the house. I worked no the car as fast as possible trying to make up and atone for some thing I didn’t do. Once the car was done I went to Mr. Clean seeking him out when he was alone.
“Just tell me some thing” I said to him closing the door behind me “I wont say another word about it I just need to know he hasn’t…. Kidnapped her or put her in any danger has he?”
Mr. Clean looked at me once more deciding my fate
“She is his daughter”
I was pleased with the answer for a while throwing my self back into the activities presented to me. Yet she haunted my dreams driving her self back into my mind with a ferocity I hadn’t ever experienced. I began to question it more and more glancing over at the south side time and time again. I did some research finding out that my employer had had a family a wife and a daughter. The wife died in childbirth and the common consensus was that the daughter had as well. I knew the truth however and it grabbed at me.
I don’t know why maybe it was because of her beauty, or perhaps because I felt a kinship to the woman. After all I knew what it was like to be trapped by family. What was the difference before her and I? Beside money?
I began to resent my employer I knew it was wrong I knew he was just trying to protect her but this was no life for her. I began to fall in love with her more and more struggling with the desire to leave and figure out some way to help her or stay just in case I got the chance to see her again. I became convinced I was going to take her away or at least tell her the truth (which I assumed she didn’t know).
Then one day fate gave me an opportunity
“Did you hear the news?” Elise the cook said plopping down next to me with her partner in crime Elaine. I ignored them instead continuing to eat my oatmeal.
“I cant believe he is leaving! It’s been years”
I paused putting my spoon down and looking at them with wide eyes.
“You mean?”
“Yes Mr.(Insert name here) Is going away on urgent business”
I pretended to show mild interest to the news. Yet my mind was racing if he was leaving that would mean that the south side would be empty except for her. I would still have to get past Mr. Clean who would no doubt be vigilant for any one trying to take advantage but I could give him the slip.
So I began to make my plans
THE FIRST DAY
I watched hanging out by the coffee machine. Mr. Clean was making his usual rounds his attention focused on the daily jobs that needed to be handed out. I kept out of his field of vision inching close and closer to the door. I waited several more moments before slipping away ducking out of the door. I turned racing down the hallway quickly and silently adept at moving through a house. I reached the door to the south side and found it locked a I knew it would be.
Luckily I had the skills to handle that
I wasn’t proud of it but I picked the lock some thing I swore I wouldn’t do again. I opened it easily and stepped through closing and locking it behind me. I knew I didn’t have a lot of time so I moved quickly looking for the blind girl who had captured me so.
The woman I loved even though I had yet to speak to her
I had been working at the mansion for a month or two settling into the role of the mechanic with ease. There wasn’t much work to be done to be honest. The man had a collection of nice cars but he rarely used him. He hardly left the house instead sending his butler of all people out and about in his stead. Of course I knew the job was going to be weird because to even qualify I had to take a drug and background check, sign a whole bunch of non disclosure agreements, and live on the property until I left. Yet for a young Hispanic kid whose fathers shop had been left to dust like said man it was…..
Well it was a dream come true
In truth I barely glanced at the papers instead taking one look around the rich opulence and deciding I had to have the job no matter what. Yet even if I had read the papers I wouldn’t have learned the real reason behind the secrecy…. No the boss kept his secrets close to his chest instead letting us stay in the dark as we followed his rules.
1. No one is to leave the manor without permission
2. No one is to take any pictures
3. The south side of the house is for family only
4. Every one was to maintain a distance from the owner of the house
Were they strange rules? They were even I could see that but I didn’t care instead shrugging and agreeing to them without a moments thought. I didn’t regret it either not when I was showed my modest (but still bigger than my parents house) suite above the garage. Instead I waited until the attendant was gone before I finally threw my self onto the bed breathing it in and thanking god for the gift.
I Dante Roderick Rodriguez born to hard working yet poor parents suddenly found my self with more. Of course I was technically a servant of the house and its master but when I wasn’t working (of which I often found my self with nothing to do) I was allowed free reign of the amenities provided to the staff. I use the TV in the wreck room marveling at the big screen, I played video games I never thought I would, and I swam in the private pool. In this time I never thought to question the person I worked for or the fact I had never met him. I was too caught up in it all to happy to really question.
Then I saw her
It was completely by accident, I had been charged with fixing the Mercedes which had begun to pull to the left. It was a simple fix and one I looked forward to doing but when I arrived at the car no one had given me the keys! They were usually hanging in the kitchen but the butler in his rush forgot to take them out of his pocket (though I wouldn’t find that out until later). I was a fool eager to prove my self so I took it upon my self to go find him.
In the south side of the house
I remember the feeling, the minute I stepped onto that side. There was a heaviness to the air a certain foreboding feeling. The house took on an entirely different persona to me. There was a feeling of claustrophobia as if I was trapped there. Of course I dismissed it resolving my self to get out of there as soon as possible. I heard movement and stepped forward going over to a library. I was so caught up in my own need to get out of there that I failed to notice the bars set into the walls, the lack of furniture to bump into, and the odd markings on each door.
The library door was opened a thin shaft of light cutting through the darkness like a knife. I remember the feeling of the wood as I touched it cool to the touch. I pushed open the door stepping fully in.
And that is when I first saw her
She was so beautiful…. I am ashamed know to admit that she took the breath out of me. My eyes they must have traveled up and down her body several times. She was curled up in an armchair reading a back her head turned to me. I spent a few minutes longer than necessary standing they’re trying to regain my senses. Finally I regained my senses moving forward ready to figure out who this exquisite creature was.
Then I saw the book she was reading
There were no words instead lines of dots. I had never seen a braille book before but I know enough to know what it was.
The girl was blind
Suddenly there was a large hand on my shoulder a figure grabbing me and pulling me back and out the door. I felt my self being thrown against the wall the butler Mr. Clean in front of me with narrowed eyes. He was an intimidating man large built like a bull with a shaved head and a British accent that earned him the nickname Statham junior by the other staff.
“You know the rules” He said narrowing his piercing eyes at me
“I know” I said my accent coming out heavier than I attended a sure sign I was nervous “You didn’t leave me the keys I wasn’t thinking….”
The butler looked at me for several long moments as if deciding my fate. He finally pulled the keys out of his pocket and pressed them into my hands before letting me go.
“One warning” Mr. Clean said brining up one large finger “and you are not to speak of what you saw do you understand boy?”
I did not
But I told him I did o afraid of losing what I had to say otherwise. I knew what was waiting for me back home if I lost this job. I was greedy but even if I had said no then I wouldn’t have been able to do any thing.
I was powerless
So I left all but an out and back onto my side of the house. I worked no the car as fast as possible trying to make up and atone for some thing I didn’t do. Once the car was done I went to Mr. Clean seeking him out when he was alone.
“Just tell me some thing” I said to him closing the door behind me “I wont say another word about it I just need to know he hasn’t…. Kidnapped her or put her in any danger has he?”
Mr. Clean looked at me once more deciding my fate
“She is his daughter”
I was pleased with the answer for a while throwing my self back into the activities presented to me. Yet she haunted my dreams driving her self back into my mind with a ferocity I hadn’t ever experienced. I began to question it more and more glancing over at the south side time and time again. I did some research finding out that my employer had had a family a wife and a daughter. The wife died in childbirth and the common consensus was that the daughter had as well. I knew the truth however and it grabbed at me.
I don’t know why maybe it was because of her beauty, or perhaps because I felt a kinship to the woman. After all I knew what it was like to be trapped by family. What was the difference before her and I? Beside money?
I began to resent my employer I knew it was wrong I knew he was just trying to protect her but this was no life for her. I began to fall in love with her more and more struggling with the desire to leave and figure out some way to help her or stay just in case I got the chance to see her again. I became convinced I was going to take her away or at least tell her the truth (which I assumed she didn’t know).
Then one day fate gave me an opportunity
“Did you hear the news?” Elise the cook said plopping down next to me with her partner in crime Elaine. I ignored them instead continuing to eat my oatmeal.
“I cant believe he is leaving! It’s been years”
I paused putting my spoon down and looking at them with wide eyes.
“You mean?”
“Yes Mr.(Insert name here) Is going away on urgent business”
I pretended to show mild interest to the news. Yet my mind was racing if he was leaving that would mean that the south side would be empty except for her. I would still have to get past Mr. Clean who would no doubt be vigilant for any one trying to take advantage but I could give him the slip.
So I began to make my plans
THE FIRST DAY
I watched hanging out by the coffee machine. Mr. Clean was making his usual rounds his attention focused on the daily jobs that needed to be handed out. I kept out of his field of vision inching close and closer to the door. I waited several more moments before slipping away ducking out of the door. I turned racing down the hallway quickly and silently adept at moving through a house. I reached the door to the south side and found it locked a I knew it would be.
Luckily I had the skills to handle that
I wasn’t proud of it but I picked the lock some thing I swore I wouldn’t do again. I opened it easily and stepped through closing and locking it behind me. I knew I didn’t have a lot of time so I moved quickly looking for the blind girl who had captured me so.
The woman I loved even though I had yet to speak to her