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Chapter 3 - 3.Punishment

"What has come over you?" Roared my Father. For the first time in 17 years of my life I witnessed my Father so angry.I was dumbfounded and stood still without uttering any words. I looked at my Mother with so much resentment and anger and at that instant, I knew I had to say something because I'm not ever going to allow her make me look like the villain in front of my favorite person.

"I am fed up"I yelled out.

"What do you mean?"asked my Father with raised eyebrows and his hands resting on his waist.

" She is manipulative,domineering and a control freak!" Oh my God, did I just say that?

I looked at my parents bulging eyeball and open mouth,and knew at that instant that I won't be left unpunished.

"You are not to leave your room for the next 14 days,you will not call the maid for any help and you are to help out in the kitchen every dinnertime" ordered my father.

"Yes Father " I answered with tears gushing out of my eyes. The reason for my tears is really not because

of the punishment as I spend more time in my room and I am already use to doing things by myself ,also the kitchen was one place I enjoyed staying but was deprived of that because of my status,rather my tears was as a result of my inability to express the anger and bitterness I was feeling inside me.

All this while,my mother sat on the couch, placing her foot on the stool without uttering any word. Seeing her looking so unconcerned made my resentment for her to grow more. She made me look bad before my Father,so I vowed to rebel against her with everything in me.

I was done trying to please her.

I was done trying to be her model daughter.

She won't be aware of what is coming next .

My father stomped out without uttering any other word.

I made to take my leave and heard my mother muttering.

I turned to listen to what she had said,but she gestured that I can leave.

She actually made the right decision by allowing me to leave because I was already rehearsing my verbal attack.

I went straight to my room and looked the door. I cried profusely till I had no strength left for another drop of tears.