Chapter 104

Chapter 104

Calista pov

After the kids left I was going to be a punching bag for their father and I was not wrong about that one bit.

He was so sweet before he started behaving this way and now I have been reminded of the fact that he was that way before and it hurts all the way through now.

The way I see that hurts more than anything else could.

"The kids are gone now…" he said from behind me as he was waiting for me to get back to the place I was at last time and I was trying to cling to the little memories before he wiped them all out.

"I want to be with the children…" I said as I crossed my arms together and faced him, I don't know why I bothered him when he was a man that did not like to go back on his own words.

Unless when he was loving me, the rest were as hard as stone.

"After what you have done, do you have any right to even be around any children?"

He told me that and my heart froze up for the words that he said to me with such ease that it hurt for such a long time.

Just then his mother came out to rub salt on my wounds.

"You must have been really proud of yourself when you were trying to kill my grandchild…"

I was never going to live this down was I?

"Mother did you not say that you were going to be needed somewhere a few moments ago?"

Grey's voice came from behind his mother and his mother was in awe of the fact that she was just practically scolded off by her son when she was expecting him to support her.

"Well, since the presence of your own mother is so unbearable then I'll be sure to let you be…"

She gave me a good deal of a nasty glare as she walked over to her car and her chauffeur took her away.

I felt like I was able to figure out how to get more ease In Ihe pain that I had with her was gone and I turned around and thanked her son but then he looked at me and told me not to be thanking him for anything.

"I didn't do it for you and I know you were going to be thinking that… But it's different, sadly, don't put your hopes high, so now don't you have to go do your chores?"

When he said that any gratitude in my life was not there anymore it was all gone and there was no way that I could even imagine feeling more humiliated then what I was now going through with the fact that I was nothing in this place than a slave?

"Do I have to do chores?" I asked him and the response that he gave me like someone that was out of her mind was a good enough explanation for me and I just felt like I was in a place where I was not in the mood for all I was going through.

"Calista I'm not sure what to say about this, I'm in a good mood after seeing my kids don't ruin it…"

Then he just turned around and left me alone with all the bitter feelings in my heart but I was not wrong to say that outloud.

I went in and while I was holding back my tears I gathered up all of the clothes to take them for washing when it was time for me to go to Bella's room. I was thinking about all of my life decisions right now.

Could it be that I have to go through whatever choice that may just lead me to a different situation that I might be able to handle more than this?

No, let me just make it quick altogether.

I walked in the door and got a little bit upset that I was really getting along with this, she was sleeping on her bed.

I tried to be as quiet as I could in this situation at hand and so I had to go slowly but just being able to have the worst time ever seemed to be a gift for me cause as I was stepping in she was beginning to wake up and my heart jumped up to my throat.

"Who's there?" It was too late to run at this point right now so I had no way to get out of the situation I had found myself in other than to stand still and accept it.

"Calista, are you here to steal something from me?"

The audacity that she had to think that I was nothing, so low down that I would try to steal from her was not only infuriating but blood boiling but what could I do about it?

"I'm not here to steal.." I told her frankly and she looked at the basket that I was holding. That was enough explanation and yet she asked me the same questions about what I was doing again and I knew that it was only because she wanted to hear it.

"To get your dirty laundry…" I finally said and then she burst out laughing like a balloon that was about to implode at any given second and I just watched her wondering how long she had been there laughing like a fool and how long I would be able to make no reaction before I had to snap at her for a while.

I started to gather the clothes and ignore her but she was not about to let me off easy at all.

She said that she was going to make this hard for me for not having the sense to be a servant earlier.

I thought that she was actually going to be joking but I soon realized that I was trying to control myself a little too much and she managed to actually make this worse than I thought it was before.