Filling the Puzzle

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Robin POV


I pressed my ear against the cold wooden door as I listened in on what was supposed to be a private conversation.

I tried to focus on the the hushed voices behind the door as they discussed my fate.

I felt myself on edge as my body shook vigorously. I held myself tighter as I tried to even my breathing.

"What are you implying?" I heard my mother's cold voice through the barrier.

I could tell by the tone of her voice that she was angry. She was trying hard to control her temper at the moment but I could feel her heat through the door.

She was practically fuming.

"I'm just telling you my concerns from what I have seen ever since I started working here," the young woman spoke with determination.

This is bad.

Really bad.

But it wasn't my fault. I didn't do anything. She figured it out on her own. I kept my mouth shut like I have been told a thousand times before. Surely she can understand that I didn't mean for this to happen.

"I pay you to clean my house and make sure my kids don't kill each other. I don't pay you to play family psychiatrist or for you to snoop around our family affairs," my mother spat out.

"I can't keep ignoring the obvious; that something isn't right with the way Robin is excluded from the rest of her siblings. The way they treat her and the amount of times I have seen bruises on her fac-"

"You're fired," I heard my mother speak up.

"What?" I heard the woman gasp out.

"Your last check will be mailed to you now get the hell out of my house," my mother seethed.

I scrambled away from the door when I heard feet shuffling from the other side.

I felt a cold breeze rush through me as the door was yanked open. The pale woman rushed out quickly as she paused when she noticed my presence.

She turned to me and slowly approached me as she had a sorry look on her face. I already knew that she felt pity for me.

But that doesn't matter now because I'm going to have to pay the consequences later on.

" I'm so sorry," she cooed. I didn't even realize that she was now in front of me.

The tears ran down my face freely as I just stood there. What was I supposed to say?

"I thought I told you to get out!" I jumped at the sound of my mother as I saw her approach us.

The woman shook her head before turning to look at me one last time, and then she turned to walk away.

As soon as she was gone from our sight I felt a sting of pain spread across my cheek.

I pressed my hand cold hand against my throbbing cheek and turned to face my mother.

She looked down at me with disgust and anger towards me. I don't understand why she treats me this way. What did I do?

She struck me again with more force this time and I fell to the floor with a yelp. I didn't have time to gather myself before I feel myself being yanked up by my hair.

"Always causing trouble," she grumbled as she dragged me down the hall by my hair.

I tried to keep up as she moved fast with my hair in her hands as she pulled me along side her. I tried to blink away the tears as I could feel my scalp aching from her pulling me even harder.

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