*Two weeks later*
It's been two weeks and today's the day i leave. For the past two weeks i've done nothing but sit in Triston's room thinking about what lays ahead of me. Lily came in a few times to check on me and give me food. She tried to cheer me up. It work but once the laughter settled the realitly settled in again. Triston was always by my side telling me it would be okay and he would talk to his father, but i knew there was nothing he could do. He really was a sweet guy. It was around noon when there was a knock on the door. Triston stood and opened it. His father walked in and looked at me. "Luna?" he said his voice smooth and calm. I stood and walked towards him. I wore the stupid maids out fit still. Triston was trying to talk his father out of doing this as we walked to the car. It was a black car and pretty nice. Any other day it would have been awesome. The father opened the door and climbed in. He was waiting for me when Triston stopped me. "I am so sorry," he whispered. "You tried, and i know that," i said. I climbed into the car and closed the door. The driver turned the car on and pulled away. I could see Triston out the window watching us leave. I felt like i was going to cry so i just looked out the window as we drove away. I dont know why i felt like this. I mean i barely knew him and he kidnapped me! I should hate him right? For some reason i dont. I think of him as a friends. After all he was there when no one else was. I didn't like him the way i liked Elliot but i did like him as a friend. He really is a good guy and i would definaly call him one of my best guy friends if we weren't in this situation. I know he triedd to stop this from happening and that made me feel like he actually cared. "Luna?" a voice said snapping me away from my thoughts. I looked over and saw that it was the father. "We are here," he said simply. He opened the door and got out. Slowly i followed. When i stepped out all eyes were on me. The women were glarring and the guys were starring at my legs. I followed behind the father into the huge house. There were two floors and probably had enough rooms to hold over a hundered people. Inside the house was intracatly designed with reds and whites everywhere. There was a stair case imediatly to my right when i walked in. Next to that was a hallway that went down the basement i am guessing. To the right was the living room. That was all i could see, at least from the door way. We were greated by a cheerful man. He wore a suit and had gray hair and green eyes. He was smiling. "Welcome Josiah," the man said shaking the fathers hand. This is the first time i've heard his first name. They both then turned to me. "This must be Luna?" the man said still smiling. His smiling was starting to scare me. "Yes," Josiah said. "Let us talk about this in my office," the man said. Josiah led me behind this guy. "Don't you dare make me look bad," he whispered in my ear as we walked. I wasnt planning on it but now i might just because he told me not to. We walked into the living room and down another hall way. It led to an office which had three seats and a desk. The guy sat behind the desk while me and Josiah sat in front of it. Oh i how i wish i was home right now. Josiah and this guy started talking about this and that changing the subject every so often. I sat there not really listening and not really zoning either. I was half paying attention half not it was weird. "So Josiah tells me that you are fighting James?" the guy said. i still wasnt paying attention. "Luna?" the man said. I shook my head and looked over at him. He chuckled slightly. "Were you fighting James?" the man asked. I stiffened at the sound of his name. I nodded not wanting to sound evil or something. I tend to sound like i'm going to kill that person when i do speak. Elliot would always laugh at me for that. "About what?" I shrugged. It wasnt one thing it was everything. "You dont know?" I opened my mouth to say something but Josiah stepped in saying, "They weren't fighting over one thing it was everything. From him not loving her to Elliot loving her." "Elliot? Who is he?" I shook my head not wanting to speak about it. "What you dont talk?" "No she does and trust me it ain't pretty," Josiah said. "I talk when i want and about what i want and its constant," i said. Josiah shot me a glare that could kill. I had to stifle a laugh. "What did you fight about?" the man asked. "Everything. Him leaving me and not telling me he was alive, why he didnt tell me he was alive, why i moved on without him, why i fell in love again," i said. "With who?" "Elliot." "What happened to him that makes you not want to speak of him?" He noticed the slight drop in my voice. I was impressed. "James killed him and made me watch as he did," i whispered. "Is that why you fought him?" I nodded. "No you dont understand. She actually fought him," Josiah said interupting the convorsation. "Like and actual fight?" "Yeah, he looks horrible even after two weeks." I was holding back my laughter. It was really hard. "What?" Josiah asked seeing my facial expression. "Nothing, nothing at all," i said smiling. It felt good to smile. "Luna why dont you go walk around, dont go into any of the rooms just wander," the man said. I nodded and stood. Anything to get out of this room. I walked out of the room and started walking around. i went everywhere. I was on the second floor when someone grabbed my waist and covered my mouth. My heart was beating like a drum and my blood was pulsing in my veins. "Hey babe," the person whispered in my ear. It was clearly a guy and it sent shivers down my back. I tried to answer him but it obviously didnt work. My hands were trying to take his hands off of my hips while my brain was trying to find a way to get out of this situation. Then it hit me. I thrust my head backwards and put my foots behind his. The guy fell backwards on his butt. "I ain't one of your freaking maids, back off," i growled while walking away. The guy was on the floor holding his jaw. I walked away and started wandering again. I found the office again and walked in. Josiah and the guy were shaking hands and now they were both smiling. I was a little worried and thought about leaving when they both called my name as one. I froze to the spot. "Why dont you come here for a second?" Josiah asked. I walked over to him and stood uncomfortably there. "Let's get straight to the point," Josiah said. "You are living here from now on as their maid," Josiah said. I froze again. What? THis couldnt be happening! "Julia!" the man called. A maid walked in wearign the same thing i was. "Take her to the maids room i will be up there in a few," the man said. The maid nodded and took my hand. She pulled me out of the room and up the stairs. We stopped at a ladder and she looked at me. After a few seconds later she sighed and climbed up the ladder. I followed behind her. It led to a small room upstairs with twelve beds. She sat on one and i sat across from her. "What's your name?" she asked. I looked up at her and saw her face. She was pale with pretty hazel eyes and long curly brown hair. She was only a little older than me at least by my guess. She was really pretty. I didnt answer. "Come on girl speak," she sighed. I didnt say anything. I was so terrified. I mean this isnt the first time i was kidnapped. Once by Triston now this. Well this isnt a kidnapping but i aint home. God my life sucks. "Come on speak! I need you to speak!" I looked up at her. She had this look as if she was pleading. "My name is Luna," i said. She sighed with relief. "I'm Julia," she said. I smiled and she smiled back. The door opened and that man walked in. he stood in front of me. "The cops still looking for you?" he asked. this was the first time i haven't seen him smiling. I shrugged, because honsetly i had no idea. "Julia go find out," the man said. She nodded and left. It got silent, it was an awkward silence. A few minutes later the girl came back. "So?" the man asked. "Yes the cops are still looking for her," Julia said. "Your real name is Lunesta?" I shrugged. No one ever calls me that. "We need to change her apperance," the man siad. "How?" Julia asked. "Hair dye and collored contacts." "What collors?" "Black and lets go with blue?" Julia nodded and left. I really didnt want to change my hair color.
