Fallen

The blonde haired girl.

Isabella's POV

Monday morning.

I was awoken by the bright rays of the sunshine on my face.

"Who the fuck did that!" I groaned when I realized someone had opened the curtains.

Well no one wanted me to work anymore which irritated the fuck out of me but eventually I agreed.

Since I had no plans, I freshened up and threw on a red sundress and put on some comfortable shoes.

My stomach suddenly grumbled signaling me that I was hungry.I grabbed my phone made my way downstairs to grab something to eat.

I was getting something in the living room when I heard  a sound coming from the kitchen and I froze  in my tracks. My heart started pumping at a very fast pace.

Ernest was at work, then who was in my kitchen?

I finally decided to suck the fear up and walked into the kitchen but what I saw shocked me when I entered.

There was a blonde lady in the kitchen,wearing a black sundress and white sandals working on what seemed like making food?

She didn't notice my presence until I cleared my throat which made her jump a bit in fear.

"Oh-good morning ma'am." She greeted with a sweet smile.

"Morn-ing." I gave her a confused look which she immediately noticed.

"Oh-um I'm Kayla,Kayla Mendes.
Mr.Smith hired me to do housekeeping,cooking and look after you in case you needed anything." She said with a timid smile.

"Nice to meet you Kayla." We shook hands."I take it you know my name right?" I asked

"Yes ma'am." She nodded.

"Please,just call me Bella." I corrected.

She shook her head." I don't think sir is gonna be somehow pleased with me calling you by your name ma'am." She told me.

"Well it's my name and I ain't pleased with the ma'am thing okay?"

She nervously nodded, " Yes ma'am."

She realized what she just said and quickly corrected herself. "I mean Bella."

"Good." I said as I moved to open the fridge and take out some yogurt.

"So tell me Kayla, " I said as I took a seat around the island, "how old are you?" I asked curiously.

"Nineteen."

"Ain't  you supposed to be at school or something?"

"I do go to school.Mr.Smith just recently started paying for my tuition and all so yeah."

"I see.So what do you major in?" I asked taking a spoon of my creamy yogurt.

"Culinary arts ma'am."

"Call me that one more time and I'm gonna duck you up." I said playfully pointing my spoon at her.

"Sorry." She laughed quietly.