CHAPTER TEN, WITCH

 

Mylar went in search of Miss Emelda and later found her in the kitchen.

"The cucumber is too big, cut them small." She yelled at one of the help who tied her thick black hair in ponytails with pink ribbons on each side, making the young lady panic, Mylar whispered to herself.

"She keeps acting like she's the boss of this house, whereas she's just a help like the others in this kitchen." 

Miss Emelda!!! Mylar shouted out with a smile.

"I am still very much alive, you don't have to shout like that. What do you want?" She asked Mylar with the meanest expression on her face.

"She thinks she is young, this wrinkled old woman can't be sweet to anyone, ever." Mylar thought to herself as she came before her.

"I would like the key to the guest room upstairs, please," Mylar said politely but Miss Emelda declined.

"You can't have it." She said bluntly.

"Why is that? Please give it to me, I want to go to that room instead and let Camilo sleep in his room." Mylar said to her, hoping this will make her give the key.

"I won't allow you, it's an order from Mr. Julian himself. Camilo and you must remain in the same room, I do not go against my employer's orders, and never will I go against it for your sake." Miss Emelda said without any emotion and walked away like a robot trying to be elegant. Mylar watched disappointingly as she went away, she hoped that she would be free from Camilo but no she is stuck with him. She stayed with Mrs. Camila in the garden until it was time for dinner, they chatted all through and they only talked about Camilo because Mrs. Camila couldn't talk about anything else. Later on, one of the staff came to announce that dinner was ready.

Mr. Julian was so happy that his wife would be joining them at the table, for several years now, she has always eaten in her room. Each time he tried to convince her to eat with them, he failed, she always refuses to come.

"Today this young lady has managed to do what I couldn't." Mr. Julian thought to himself with a smile on his face. Mr. Julian looked around and when he didn't see what he was looking for, he asked Miss Emelda.

"Where are Camilo and Elio?"

"I am here. I only came for my sister-in-law's sake." Elio announced as he walked in and went to the dining table to sit down.

"I think Camilo is still in his room because he asked one of the helps to bring his dinner upstairs." Miss Emelda said to Mr. Julian.

"I need you to go and bring him here. This is his wife's first night with us, so he has to be here to show his love and support." Mr. Julian said to Miss Emelda, she nodded in agreement and went away.

"I hope you feel comfortable here. If you don't, tell me so I can fix that, you know I must make you comfortable in this house." Mr. Julian said to Mylar. She felt happy hearing that, even Camilo's dad is so much better than him.

"Yes I am, thank you so much sir, I am grateful for your kindness and hospitality," Mylar said expressing her gratitude.

Elio was rather surprised by the way his dad was behaving, he knows his dad to be tough, hot-headed, and not so nice, and that is also how Camilo is.

"An arrogant bastard. There's a motive behind what he's doing." Elio thought to himself and forced a smile when his dad looked in his direction.

"Camilo, you can't keep making me do this. Your dad wants you downstairs, so please get up and come downstairs." Miss Emelda said dragging the duvet from Camilo's body, he wrapped himself with it and held both edges with his hands, so that she wouldn't be able to remove it. He was refusing to join them for dinner because Mylar was there. Miss Emelda struggled with him but he was stronger than her, so she had to give up.

"Fine, allow me to get fired and thrown out of this house. Then you can be left alone with all the people you don't like, your mom and your brother." Miss Emelda said blackmailing and trying to give him a reason to go downstairs on his own. Hearing the word being alone with his mom and brother, Camilo quickly got up from bed and followed her downstairs.

Everyone was laughing at Mylar's story about how her boss back at the gentleman's club shot a man in his manhood. 

"The life of that man is officially over," Elio said laughing. Mylar kept quiet and got back to eating when she saw Camilo coming towards them. 

Camilo greeted his dad and sat down next to his brother because he didn't have a choice. His dad might find some fault in him because of that or ask him why he doesn't want to sit next to his brother.

"Your grandmother is coming tomorrow " Mr Julian announced, Elio's curtilary fell out of his hand and dropped into his plate, his face turned pale. Camilo was also looking pale.

"Mrs. Isabella Fernandez is coming tomorrow?" Elio said aloud.

"Not Mrs. Isabella Fernandez, she's your grandmother. Call her grandma." Mr Julian corrected.

"A news far worst than Mylar living here," Camilo said and Mylar looked at him, a bit upset. Elio said to his dad.

"I won't be coming to your house tomorrow."

"No Elio, you can't do that. Everyone has to be here tomorrow." Said Mr. Julian, his voice a bit pleading. 

Elio rolled his eyes at his dad, Mylar wondered why they weren't happy that their grandma was coming to visit them, she wished she had a grandma.

"Your mother is coming tomorrow dear." Mr Julian said to Mrs Camila who was silent all through the conversation. She looked up at her husband like someone who was lost and suddenly smiled.

"My mother." She called out weirdly and continued eating. They all looked at her, Camilo couldn't help but chuckle and Elio eyed him angrily, he was upset that Camilo was making fun of his mom.

"Can I go now?" Camilo asked after he finished his dinner and drank the entire glass of orange juice in a go. Mr Julian gave his approval and he got up quickly and ran upstairs.

They all finished their dinner, said goodnight to each other, and went to their various rooms to sleep.

When Mylar got into Camilo's room, he was seated on the large comfy three-seater in his room going through some files, immediately she came in, he closed the files and put them back into the drawer as if she was a criminal and the files were top secret he didn't want her to see. She went to bed after changing into her night robe which was now quite tight and uncomfortable because of her big tummy. She wanted to lie on the bed when he suddenly shouted.

Stop!!! 

She paused abruptly and stood in fear because of how he shouted suddenly.

"You can't sleep on the bed." He said to her and she asked him the reason. He then replied saying.

"I can't share the bed with you. If you didn't have that large thing in front of you and your body was slender, very sexy, I would have managed to sleep next to you. That's why I can't sleep on the bed with you." He said to her. By large thing, he meant her pregnancy and Mylar understood that but then she said to him.

"If you can't share the bed with me, then sleep on the couch." 

"What?" He asked surprised.

"Sleep on the couch, then at least I will have the bed all to myself and sleep comfortably and however I wish. You know you can't ask a pregnant woman to sleep on a couch." She replied to him with a smile.

"I have never slept on a couch before," Camilo whispered but she heard him.

"This could be your first time, it's part of an experience, you could tell your grandchildren about the experience later in the future," Mylar said mocking him, he got annoyed by with and wanted to leave but he couldn't even imagine himself sleeping on the couch and so he said to her.

"Because of your pitiful condition. I will manage and sleep on the bed with you." She raised her brows and hissed at him. She laid on the bed turning her back away from him. When she felt him laying on the bed, she turned and picked several pillows and arranged them in their middle then went back to her sleeping position.

"I wouldn't even allow myself to touch you, even if you didn't arrange the pillows," Camilo murmured and switched off the bedside lamp.

"I want the light's on," Mylar complained, she got down from the bed and went to turn on the light. He turned it off again and said to her.

"I don't care about what you want, I can't sleep with the lights on." 

None wanted to agree to the other's preference and so they continued turning the lamp on and off until they broke the switch. The broken switch was in Camilo's hand and so Mylar blamed it on him. Lucky for her, the lights of the lamp were still on when the switch broke and so Mylar smiled and went back to sleep but Camilo couldn't sleep.