“Clean like your life depended on it”
i Remember the feeling of the broom smacking into my chest as my teacher looked at me. She knew that a maid’s job wasn’t as easy as sweeping and mopping but yet it can be taken that way with no context. No one wakes up one day and decides today is the day to become a maid, honestly it’s as degrading as it sounds. But as my stern teacher told me, it pays, not well but it pays. I tie my hair back into the bun and take out the cleaning utensils from the cabin, each knuckle wincing in pain as this heavy bucket tries to drag me down. Looking back at my life I never would’ve expected for me to be in this position. I always wanted to do other things with my life but what can I say except life. Life takes you in many different paths and this was one that was opened to me at the time. Funny I know, but I can’t say I am mad. Because like my mother taught me, there is always someone who has it worse then me.
“hello Ms stone”
i look up to see the butler standing over me and I throw him a small smile. He bends down and helps me place the bucket on the counter
“hi James. You look dapper”
he gives me a curtsy smile then hands me bleach
“I say the same to you Ms stone”
I chuckle as I pour the bleach agent into the bucket
“please James you are too kind. You know I look like a worn rag”
james softly gasp and we both laugh. I slowly mix the bleach in the bucket as we talk
”he’s back at it again”
james leans his back onto the counter as he looks towards the window across the room
”isn’t he always”
I open the counter drawer and pull out a clean rag then place it on top of the drawer
”your right Sam but it always amazes me how he continues with such a ratchet lifestyle. Honestly all that coke would’ve made my poor heart twerk a little”
I laugh loudly and James looks at me startled. I cover my mouth quickly and try to hold in my laugher
“j-James don’t you mean twitch”
james smirks at me
“no I mean twerk”
we share a jokingly look as we both fall into a pit of more laughter
“well I must get going. The prince can’t be waiting”
I wave james goodbye and place on some cleaning gloves then get to wiping down the walls. I swear this man always gets stains on his walls everyday, it’s like I clean them one day and the next day they come back ten times worse. As I clean I hear the door open and close behind me. Well this should be interesting
“who are you”
I turn my head to see a young woman leaning against the wall. Her frizzy hair covers her face partially
“the maid mam”
the woman laughs and wobbles to the bed
”well keep cleaning maid I won’t distract you”
her words come out a jumbled clashing mess as I turn my head back around and scrub. Her drunken presence fuels my urge to scrub faster as I feel her droopy eyes on me
“Do you think he loves me”
I stop scrubbing and I place the rag back on top of the counter and turn around to face her. Her cheeks are stained with mascara and tears as she moves herself closer and closer to the golden bed frame
“well I wouldn’t know”
she sucks her teeth
“well your his maid don’t you eavesdrop”
I hold in my laugh and quickly shake my head no
“I don’t get paid to be tmz”
she laughs lowly and shakily sits up
“funny one aren’t you. Well at least you know your place”
I hear the door open and close as watch as he walks to the bed
”get out Moronica”
he takes a puff of his cigar and blows it, causing the half of the room to soon be shrouded in smoke
“NO YOU DON’T LOVE ME”
Her cries echo across the room as she wraps her fingers tightly around the bedroom frame bars
“Moronica take your meds”
He turns towards me and I quickly turn away and grab the bleach bucket. I fast walk towards the door
“no, stay”
I stop in my tracks and slowly face towards him and the woman. She looks at him then me
“YOU BASTARD”
She shoves him back as she gets off the bed. I stare in absolute shock as she grabs his vase from his table and smashes it against the floor
“another mess I have to clean, great”
I mumble this under my breath as I watch the two go back and forth
“Moronica you are delusional if you ever thought I loved you. I love everyone just not you”
security bust through the door causing me to take a huge step back
”she’s right here”
security grabs Moronica and drags her out the door but not without a fight
“FUCK YOU RYDER I CANT BELIEVE I EVER CAME BACK TO YOU”
her sorrow ridden words boom through the penthouse as she is dragged out. after she leaves I look at the glass shards shattered across the Marble floor. That vase must have costed a very pretty penny
“clean this up”
he walks past me and closes the bedroom door once he leaves. I place the bucket down and grab the broom tucked in the closet and begin to sweep. I wonder how much hearts he broke, how much vases he lost. I wonder if she genuinely thought he loved her because the media obviously shows him out in about with other women. Maybe he swooned her with roses made from the Himalayas to get her back into his lust ridden sheets. If so then what about him makes them always come back. I guess being around him a lot make him seem no less then your average frat boy to me but there’s something in those high end vodkas that always lead them back into those arms. Those arms which are never closed but always open..
wide open
After I clean the glass shards I empty them in the trash and place the broom back. I make sure everything in this room is tidy then exit out. His bright golden brown tinted chandelier catches my attention as I walk to the cleaning closet on the other side of the living room.
“I heard everything”
james hands me my coat and I smile
“yeah pretty much a telanova happened”
james chuckles and I place my cleaning scrubs and cleaning mask in the closet
“I wonder if those ladies just want to get their heart broken”
I close then lock the closet shut
“maybe but then again the heart wants what it wants”
I place on sweatpants over the maid uniform and then button up my coat
“True”
me and James walk towards the door but it swings open. I slowly look up to see a pair of intense eyes looking back down on me. I gulp as he looks away and walks past us.
“my gosh such a rude ass”
I finally take a deep breath out and we close the penthouse door behind us and walk towards the elevator.
“why is he so intense”
james shrugs his shoulders and we stand in silence as we make our decent down via elevator. Once the doors open we walk out the building and take in a nice crisp deep breath of chilly December air
“New York City is marvelous but it sure host a lot of-“
”drunkyard rockstars with drunk women”
James winks and nods
“well james this is where we part”
james nods yes and he digs into his bag and pulls out a scarf
”stay safe Sam”
he wraps the puffy green scarf around me and I smile deeply as we part ways. This job has its cons and yeah it does suck but moments like these is where I appreciate what I do. Cleaning with someone who I can enjoy it with, who I can talk to, who I can laugh with. It makes this job all worth it. I enter the train and laugh to myself as I await for tomorrows craziness.
195Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWoU3t3etO0
