The entire ride was beyond relaxing. It was so exhilarating. Bree and I talked a lot, we watched movies, and several other things and through it all, I almost forgot about my tiny fear of heights.
The entire crew was very warm and welcoming. Everything was so peaceful and perfect. I almost didn't want to land but my body was growing weary of being in the jet and I needed to get back to solid ground.
So, by the time we landed, I was both happy and sad at the same time. Happy because we were finally on solid ground and sad because I wasn't sure I was ever going to be on that jet again.
Almost as soon as we landed and got off the jet, we were ushered into another car and we were driven to what I assumed was Bree's father's house.
I tried to focus on my surroundings but it was hard. I was barely able to keep my eyes open. I didn't know how tired I was until we landed, especially since we didn't even get any sleep throughout the entire ride.
I turned to Bree and behind the shades she wore, I could tell she was also struggling to stay awake.
Finally, the car pulled to a halt and it jerked me out of my half sleepy daze.
"Shit" Bree murmured as she pinched the bridge of her nose.
"We're here Miss," the driver said before getting down.
I sighed as Bree cursed under her breath. Well, someone's cranky. I had a huge feeling it had something to do with meeting her dad.
"Finally" she muttered before we both got down.
As the driver brought out our stuff, I examined our surroundings and the results left me stunned.
The biggest mansion I had ever set my house on sat huge in front of me. It was extremely large and beautiful. Something about it drew me in like enchantment. It looked like something out of a movie. Like those mansions in those December Hallmark movies.
The voice of a woman drew me out of my trance.
"Miss Miller! Welcome" she said as we both turned to her.
Bree grinned widely.
"Violet! It's good to know my father hasn't fired you yet" she said and they both laughed as they hugged.
When they pulled apart, Violet smiled at me and it was either I was way too sleepy or she faked that smile.
"And…" she trailed off, clearly asking who I was.
"Oh! This is my roommate, Andy" Bree explained and I smiled as I stretched my hand out.
"Nice to meet you, Violet," I said, with a warm smile.
She reluctantly took my hand.
"Likewise" she said, before turning back to Bree.
"When your father mentioned you were bringing company, I assumed it was a boyfriend or something" she explained and I shifted uncomfortably.
"A boyfriend?! Please" Bree said, oblivious to my awkwardness.
Violet laughed.
"Well, come on now, I'll show you to your rooms" she said and I sighed in relief as I turned to pick my bags.
I froze in surprise when I realized they weren't there anymore.
"What are you doing?" Violet asked and I turned back to them.
"Uhhh… our bags are… gone?" I said, unsure of what was going on.
"Oh, don't be silly," she said as she led us inside.
It took me a moment to move my feet but when I did, I quickly caught up to Bree.
"Where are our bags?" I whispered and she raised a brow.
"Do not tell me you really didn't see those men take our stuff inside" she said and I opened and closed my mouth like a fish. What?
"Damn bro, you really need some sleep" she said and I rubbed a tired hand across my face. I definitely did.
As breathtaking as the exterior of the mansion was, it did no justice to the interior. Whoever built this place was simply brilliant and whoever furnished it? An absolute genius.
As beautiful as the house was, I couldn't take in all of it in my sleepy state. What I really needed was a comfortable bed to sleep in.
Finally, after climbing stairs and walking down corridors, Violet finally stopped in front of a door.
"Okay Bree, this is you" she said and I almost cried. I so badly wished that was my room.
"Great, thanks Violet," she said as she turned the doorknob.
"My pleasure" Violet replied as she urged me to follow her further down the corridor, like to rooms away from Bree's room.
"And this is you, Miss…" she trailed off, clearly asking me to remind her of my name.
"Uh Andy. Just Andy" I said and she smiled before turning the doorknob. I raised a brow at that.
Just when I was starting to wonder what was going on, she stepped inside the room and I slowly followed her in as I took in the interior of the room.
My eyes immediately landed on the large bed and there was an instant pull to it, before Violet's voice pulled me out of the trance I was in.
"So, do let me know if you need anything. Everything in this room costs a lot. We always tell our visitors that if they break anything, they would have to pay for it but I'm pretty sure you can't afford anything here, so try not to break anything. Okay?" She said as she gestured around the room and I looked at her like she had grown two horns.
Did she really just?
"Huh?" I said, completely dumbfounded.
She giggled in response.
"I'm guessing that means you understand everything I said" she said and I blinked blankly.
"Well then, I'll leave you to it" she said and without so much as sparing me another glance, she walked out of my room.
Did that bitch just?...
My jaw ticked as I closed the door that she left a jar on her way out. I could not for the life of me figure out why she was acting that to me. I didn't even know her but I didn't care at that moment.
All I wanted was sleep and oh, sleep I did get.