As you walk up to the front step of the huge house your only thoughts were ones of stress. Today was your first day as being the Kirkland's maid/ governess. Once you were hired you soon found out that the Kirkland family was pretty broken. The parents are never around to raise their children because they work all the time and on top of all that there are all of the divorces and remarriages that this family has gone through. You true felt bad for this dis functional family.
You ring the doorbell twice and wait at the door with your luggage. To your surprise you were greeted by what looks like a 7 year old boy. He had messy blonde hair, bushy eyebrows and was wearing a dark green cloak. You kneel down to his height.
“Hi there, my name is ____. Who are you?” you question with a friendly smile and a sweet voice. You stretch out your hand to make this greeting more formal.
“Hi, I'm Arthur.” the boy replied with a giggle while shaking your hand. He eyed your bags with a questioning look.
“I’m here for the maid/ governess job offer. I was told that I would be given a room to stay in and that I would be taking care of your family.” you said before another boy appeared in the door way. This boy looked about 17. This boy spoke kind of nervously.
“Oh yes, you must be ____! I'm Seamus and you know Arthur here.” he jester to the little boy. You noticed that he had a very thick Irish accent.
“Please come in, Arthur will show you to the guest bedroom.” he finished with. You proceed to follow Arthur up some stairs and down a hallway to a room at that end.
The room was a descent sized. There was a bed, night stand with a lamp on it, a dresser, a small closet, and finally a door that led to a bathroom. You unpacked all your things before heading back down stairs. You make your way to the kitchen. You checked your phone for the time, it was about five. You decided to start working on dinner.
The smell of your wonderful cooking attracted one of the other brothers in the house. He walked into the kitchen, sniffing the air where you were cooking pork chops.
“The food smells great... who the hell are you?” the man questioned. You wipe your hands off and then confronted the man with one arm extended.
“I’m ___. I’m the maid/governess. May I ask who you are?"
“I’m Dylan. It's nice to finally meet you!” he said shaking your hand.
“Well, dinner will be done soon. So you can sit down at the dining table", you gestured to the table and then turned your attention to the food.
You placed all kinds of food on the table. There were salads, three different kinds of soups, turkey, pork chops, mash potatoes, and so much more. The three brother’s jaws dropped at the sight of this feast. They quickly sat down ready to feast, but they wouldnt. This made you a bit concerned. You thought, maybe they don't like my cooking already.
“Is something wrong? If there is please tell me!” you said concerned.
Seamus was the one to speak up," nothing's wrong! It’s just Allistor needs to come and take his seat."
"Allistor? How old is he and where is he?” you questioned.
"Allistor is the oldest out of all of us. He's 23 and he's probably sleeping in bed still.” Dylan nervously answered.
“I guess I will go wake him up.", you said getting up and moving towards the stair case. All three of them followed you like lost puppies, up the stair case before blocking Alistair's door from you. You simple raised an eyebrow in a questioning fashion.
“Let’s just say Alistair doesn't have a very good temper any time of day and well... you're nice. So we don't want Alistair to do something mean to you or to cause you to leave!” Seamus quietly answered. You just smile at him and say," if I'm going to be taking care of all of you, I must deal with this sort of a thing, right?"
Dylan and Seamus stepped away from the door. Once you opened the door Arthur grabbed your leg and sat on your foot, in hope that it would stop you from going in. You just bent down and picked him up. You made your way around all the beer cans and bottles that covered the floor.
Once at the bed side you set Arthur down. He ran back to the doorway where the other two were. You bent over and sweetly whispered," Alistair it's time to get up. It's dinner time."
Your only response was a groan. This time you shook him a little, repeating those same words. This time you got a real response.
“Who the hell is in my room?"
He didn't even look up, but you answered him anyways.
“My name is____ and if you don't get out of bed I'll drag your ass down stairs so we can eat, ok?” you say sweetly.
“Like hell you could every do that. Now go away.” he chuckled slightly before rolling onto his side. You sighed and turned your head to the door way.
“How about you guys go down to the table a get started without us.” you suggested with a smile. They left slowly, leaving you with Alistair.
We walked back down the steps and to the dining table. We sat quietly waiting for something to happen. We could hear Alistair yelling," what the hell woman! Put me down!"
With your response of, “No. I gave you the chance to get up and do it yourself, but you didn't want to."
We all stared down the hallway that led to the stairs to see ____ carrying Alistair bridal style. Alistair was wrapped in the blanket that he had sleeping with. He was wiggling while ___ carried him before she plopped him in a chair at the table.
After setting him down in a chair you sat on yours and started serving yourself.
"You can serve yourself.” You state.
Everyone was still in stock at what you have done. Slowly they served themselves. They were anxious at first, but once they tasted your food they couldn't stop eating. Your food was that good. After everyone was to full to eat they retreated to a couch that sat in front of a TV, except for Alistair. He slugged his way back to bed.
You cleared the table and cleaned all the dishes before retreating to the couch too. You sat and talked to the three brothers for a few hours before you were told that you had to give Arthur a bath and get him ready for bed. You pick him up and carry him to the bathroom connected to his room. You gave him a bath as instructed and tucked him into bed. You walk to the door way and with you finger on the light switch you say," if you have any trouble sleeping just come and find my, ok?"
He nodded his head as you turned off the light and closed the door. It was about eight and you were tired. You got ready for bed and went to sleep.
You awake in the middle if the night to the sound of little footsteps. The door slowly creaked open to reveal little Arthur. You rubbing your eye said," hey there little guy, what's wrong?"
He walked up to your bed side and said," I had a nightmare can I sleep with you tonight?"
You could see his tear stained cheeks when you turn on the lamp by your bed.
"ok buddy.", you whisper as you lift up your covers. He quickly climbed in and immediately snuggled up by your side. You turn off the light and fell back asleep with Arthur using your arm as a pillow.
The next morning you awake with little Arthur still by your side. You pick him up as you stood up. Cradling him in your arms, you make your way down the hall, dropping Arthur off back in his bed and down to the kitchen to make some breakfast.
After setting breakfast on the dining table you noticed how no one was up yet. You check the clock on the wall and it red 8:30 am. That's when it hit you that they probably don't have any real time that they actually get up at. You quickly made you way up the stairs and into Arthur's door first.
He was sleeping with a sweet expression on his face. You didn't have the heart to wake him up yet, so you moved on to the others. Walking into Seamus's room it was a mess. You expected it to look like this but it was still gross. You woke him up with ease, but when it came to waking Dylan it was harder. You simple reminded him of what you did to Alistair yesterday and that got him right up.
Finally, you got to Alistair's room. You knock on his door. No answer.
“I’m coming in.", you state.
He wasn't in his messy bed, but in the bathroom connects to his room. You walk up to the door to hear the shower running.
“Hey, breakfast is ready!” you loudly say. To your surprise you got a response of fine. His tone was sour and tired sounding. You thought it was probably because of what you did to him yesterday. Everyone made their way to breakfast.
After everyone was done and you were cleaning off the table Arthur tugged on your pants leg," ____ can we go to the park to day?"
Look down at him; he had sweet puppy dog eyes. You couldn't say no. so instead you said," of course we can that sound like fun. We can all go to the park today!"
This made him smile. You picked him up and went out to the living room where the other three where sitting, watch TV. Seamus and Dylan were still in there boxers, as Alistair was already dressed.
“hey we are going to the park to day so if you want to join us you can.", you cheerfully say before carrying Arthur upstairs at get him and you changed.
Dylan and Seamus joined you and Arthur on your walk to the park. You spent most of the morning running round with them goofing off. You noticed the moms of the other kids sitting on a bench. You figure that this might become a regular thing, so you should probably become acquainted with them. You took a seat next to the end of the bench before engaging the other moms.
“Beautiful day isn't it?” you ask them. They kindly agree before asking you," So which child is yours?"
“Oh, I'm not a mom. I am the governess of the three boys over there though.", the moms turned their heads in the direction of the 19,17, and 7 year olds playing by the monkey bars.
“Aren’t those two a bit old for a babysitter?” the one mom questioned.
“Oh yay they are, but I'm also part maid so I cook and clean for them too!” you say cheerfully," oh, and there's one more. He's 23 and his name is Allistor."
At that moment someone plopped on the space behind you and swung there arm over your shoulder. You stiffened and slowly turned you head to see that it was Alistair.
“Is that him?” the moms asked. You nodded in response. You gently removed his arm from your shoulders," I think I'm going to go play with the others now."
Grabbing your wrist, he stood up and began to walk in the direction of the others, “let’s go play then!".
They were over by the merry-go-round looking thing. Just sitting on it and not using it.
“Hey Alistair, you decided to come!” Dylan exclaimed.
“Yeah", he said plainly.
“How about we all play the merry-go-round thing.” you say kind of nervous.
As you had suggested everyone began to play on it. It started off with Dylan, Seamus, and Arthur on it. Then Alistair kicked them off so he could ride it with you. After a couple of times going around Arthur began to whine how he wanted to ride with you.
“I want to ride with ___! I want to ride with___!” he protested. You slow down; Ian gets off and allows Arthur to get on with you.
You started off holding Arthur so that he would not fly off and get hurt. With his childish laughter he be Han to squirm out of you grip.
“No Arthur. Stop squirming."
You warnings were futile. He mange to escape you grip. At that exact moment he was flung from the fast moving ride. Time seem to slow down. You could see him falling and how he was heading for a tree. It was your job to take care of them and you were not going to let them get hurt, so you jumped right after him.
You caught him in midair, pulling him close to your chest. You turn so that the first thing that would hit the ground was your back.
Thud was the sound that you back make when it hit the ground and again when you hit the tree after you were done rolling. You couldn't breathe. Your chest felt tight and your ear wouldn't let you hear for a few minutes. Once you regained your hearing you realized that Arthur was crying and the others were rushing to your side.
“_-___, are you ok?” he sobbed.
You simple cooed words of comfort and reassurance that it’s not his fault.
“There, there Arthur. It's not your fault and I'm fine", you huffed.
Seamus took Arthur from your arms as Dylan and Ian questioned you," are you ok? Does anything hurt? Do you see the light? Don't go into the light!"
You smile," I only got the wind knocked out of me that's all."
You attempted to get up but failed it hurt too badly.
“Eh... I can't get up.", you say with a little smile, hoping to comfort them. It did not help. Seamus and Dylan had faces painted with fear.
Without warning Ian knelt beside you and picked you up. You let out a little moan of pain to signal that it hurt.
“it’s about time we get home of lunch now, don't ya think?", he said signaling to the others to follow him home. Ian carried you the whole way home.
Once actual home you simply told him that you were fine and that you really should go make lunch,
“You can drop me off in the kitchen. I'll make some food and then go to bed."
He completely ignored you and carried you up stairs.
“Um... ok I guess I can go straight to bed.” you say.
Instead of walk all the way down to you bed room door he stopped and turned into his. He set you generally on the bed. Gesturing towards the bathroom door," the bathroom is there if ya need it. You'll sleep hear tonight."
“ok.” was all you could say before he left. He came back a few minutes later with a peanut butter and jelly sandwich before leaving again.
This was very odd for you. At the beginning he refused to even talk to you and would be a pain, but now you're on his bed, helpless and unable to move with a PB and J sandwich.
He came back later that night to give you dinner but you had fallen asleep with half of the sandwich on your chest. Oh, how he want you to know how he felt. Yet he could not tell you himself. He picked up the half eaten sandwich and threw it over his shoulder before crawling into the bed next to you.
Then next morning you awake next to the Scottish man. You lift your head to examine your surrounds. You then remember how you got here, but it puzzled you on where your sandwich went. That's when you noticed the jelly splatter on the wall. You slowly get out of the bed in hope to not wake the man. Once up you walk over to the crime scene. Your only thoughts were,' that son of a bitch killed my sandwich.' You then realized that your back was much better and that you should probably try to go make breakfast.
With a sad sign you walked out of Alistair bedroom and down to the kitchen to start off your day. For the next week things had returned back to normal. Every night Arthur would sneak into your bedroom to sleep in the same bed as you, Alistair turned back to his grumpy self, and you finally cleaned the house.
One day while in the kitchen preparing for lunch, the phone rang. Within moments of the first ring Alistair came shooting down the stairs to answer the phone.
“Hello?” he questioned.
“It nice to hear from ya mum!"
After those words were spoken the other came shooting down the stairs, crowding around Alistair, hoping to get to say a few words. After a few moments of them yelling and laughing, they all went silent. You pier your head around the corner to see Alistair hang up the phone. They all turned their heads towards you with sad looks painted on their faces.
“What’s up guys?” you say kind of nervous. Dylan was the only one that could find his voice so he could answer.
"Our parents are coming home tonight as a surprise visit.” he said gravely.
“That’s good, I can finally meet my employer!” you said cheerfully.
“Well ya see that's where the problem is...” Seamus started. You stare at them, cocking your one eyebrow up.
“We were the ones who hired you not our parents. It started off with the fact that we needed a mother figure in our live, especially Arthur. So we thought we could hire one. Then it really came down to the ones that would clean, looked pretty, and one that we all agreed on. And you fit the description perfectly, but now our parents are coming over expecting one of us to make dinner and we have to somehow figure out how we're going to hide you all within an hour!"
You stand there absorbing all this new information, when you finally get an idea," ok well I came make dinner, that's a no brainer and when it comes to hiding me don't."
“Don’t", Arthur repeated.
“Yeah, don't. I think we can play it off as me being Alistair's girlfriend.” you simple explained. This caused Seamus and Dylan's jaws to drop, but Alistair was on your side.
“She’s right! We could be lovers. That would explain everything. Now all we need is to do is getting our stories straight.” he said with an oddly happy tone.
“We can do that after I cook. I'll have to make something extra special if I'm going to make a good first impression on them!” you said happily and like that you were off to cook a beautiful feast!
The hour had flew by faster than what you thought it would. You had barely even started to get the story straight when the doorbell rang. Onto of that dinner wasn't done yet, it was close to being done, but it wasn't quite there yet.
“Shit, I need to go and get cleaned up! I'll be back down in a few seconds.” you hissed to Alistair.
“What about our story?!” he hissed back to you as you were about half way up the steps.
“Follow my led and give vague answers unless it’s something you can truthfully answer."
Somehow you magically cleaned yourself up in five minutes flat. When walking back down stairs you see that everyone was sitting in the living room. Once in full sight everyone's attention was drawn to you.
“There she is mommy! There she is!” Arthur happily exclaimed as he ran to your side in hope that you would pick him up and carry him back. You did so with pleasure.
Once you were officially in the living room you set Arthur down and walk over to official greet yourself when you heard the oven go off.
“Oh, pardon me. I have to go make sure the foods ok.” is what you said as you ran to the kitchen. It was good that you came when you did or the food would have been ruined. You quickly set the table and began to set the food out on the living room table. You announced that it was time to eat and everyone came streaming in.
You strategically set the table up so that you would sit next to Alistair, so it would look like you two were a couple.
“So I hear that you are the one dating my son.” she questioned.
“Yes I am and I'm sorry that I could not properly introduce myself because of the food."
“It’s alright dear. By the way the food looks very nice."
“Thanks. I try, but I know I have a long ways to go before I'm really good"
“Hm...So how long have you two been dating?"
“Um let me think. Oh my, Allistor can you remind me how long it's been now.” you ask. Alistair was not expecting you to pull such a move and he blurted the first think that came to mind.
“Oh it been two maybe three months now.” he said kind of shy.
You then build you next lie off of his," that is right! If I'm correct it been more precisely two months, three weeks and five days."
Alistair look at you with a face of pure shock that you would go into so much detail and that the fact that you were so good at lying.
“Is that right! So how did you two meet?” Mrs. Kirkland asked. This drew both of your attention to her before Alistair turned back to you for guidance.
“Let me see... I was out for a morning jog when I twisted my ankle outside your beautiful house. I sat there a few minutes assessing my situation and I was questioning whether I could walk or not when Alistair walked up to me...", at this point you weaves you finger into his and he continued the story," so I was standing over these beautiful women question why she was sitting on the ground when I found out that she had twisted her ankle I swept he of her feet and carried inside and I got her some ice for her ankle...", now you cut him off to tell more of the story," we sat there for about an hour talking before I insisted that I had to go home. I was truly sad that I had to leave, but I knew my roommate would be worried. So he drove me house and helped me into my apartment. That is when he smoothly gave me his number with the excuse of, if I need anything just call. And before I could even say thank you or good bye he was gone. So I called him the next morning wondering if he had any plans or if he was free to hang out with me."
You both were now smiling and staring deeply into each other’s eyes because of this beautiful lie that you both conjured up together. Your staring was interrupted when Mrs.Kirkland asked," so how many times have you to done it?"
Everyone at the table stopped what they were doing when they heard this question.
“Mom!” Allistor shouted with anger.
“What? I have the right to know.” Mrs. Kirkland simply answered.
Before Alistair could reply with some mean comment you intervene," Mrs. Kirkland don't you think we should save those questions until after the others are asleep at least?"
“Hm... Fair enough, but I will find out.” Mrs. Kirkland said plainly.
At this point everyone was done with their dinners and had gone into the living room for some more pleasant chatter. You had cleaned of the table and served dessert to anyone who wanted some, before joining them finally.
It was going onto 8:00 pm. You could see how little Arthur was tire, how his head bobbed and how his eyes were half shut, but you know he wanted to stay up as long as his parents were here. Your sad thoughts were interrupted by Mrs. Kirkland," Arthur dear, it's here late and you should go to bed now."
He nodded his head and then sleepy made his way to his room. A few minutes past before the other two were dismissed to their rooms too. Now it was you, Alistair, Mrs. Kirkland and her silent partner.
"Now that they're gone, tell me how many times?” Mrs. Kirkland asked. Unfortunately for you, you never got a chance to Alistair to really get your story straight and with this on top of it all.
“Well, we’ve done it three maybe four times now.” Alistair quickly replied. You look at him in total shock. Mrs. Kirkland saw your odd expression and new that something was up. She had known the whole time that something was weird but this is what gave her more of a reason to believe. She saw how this might be her chance to expose whatever was going on and asked," what's wrong dear?"
This little question sent chills down your spine. You knew now she was suspicious and if she was anything like her kids, there is a good chance she would find out. In the efforts if saving your ass you slyly answered," yeah. It's just, that it’s kind of embarrassing."
You drop your head as you feel the redness fill your checks.
Just as Mrs. Kirkland was about to ask her next personal question, her phone rang. She swiftly got up and left the room to talk on it and within moments of her leaving little Arthur comes down the steps. He was rubbing his little eye with one hand as the other held a teddy bear.
"____, I can't sleep. Would you read me a story?” he sweetly asked.
“Ok.” you got up from your seat, walked other to Arthur and picked him up. You carried him back to his room, where you set him under the covers and began to tell him a story.
Mrs. Kirkland returned to the living room to see that you were gone.
“Where did ___ go?” she asked.
“Arthur couldn't sleep, so she's telling him a story.” Allistor plainly replied.
“Oh! Well that was my boss calling and we have to go back to work.” she said as she walked to the door with her partner close behind. She told the man to go start up the car while she asks one more question.
Look at her son she finally said," you know I can tell when you’re lying. So answer my last question. Do you truly love her?"
Alistair got up from his seat to console his mom face to face," yes I do. I love how she cooks, how she smiles, how she laughs. She so kind and sweet. She knows how to take care of everyone and everything. She can be responsible, yet free and fun. There's nothing I don't love about her!"
Mrs. Kirkland put her hand on Alistair's cheek before saying," Ok... But while I'm gone you should practice your lying skills."
"Y-you knew...” was he could stuttered out.
"Yep", she then turned and walked over to the car and drove off.
Allistor closed the front door, went up stair, and head to Arthur's bed room to tell you the news. He was greeted with the sight of Arthur asleep under your arm, as you sleep beside him. 'Beautiful', was all he thought before walking over to the side of the bed you were closer to and got in next you. He did it so gently, so not to awake his future princess. 'One day this will be our family', was the last thing he thought before sleep had washed his eyes close so that tomorrow may come and so he could see you once more.
Then next morning you awake to the sight of Allistor staring at you intently. To your surprise, you were snuggling against him as if you two were a couple. Brushing one of your stray hairs he smiled at you, one of pure kindness.
“It was wrong of us to lie to your mother like that.” You whispered, so you wouldn’t wake up the sleeping boy behind you.
“She knew the whole time that you were there that we were lying.”
This had caught you off guard. You thought that you had been doing a good job at lying, even though it’s wrong. You only had one thing to say about that.
“Still it’s wrong to lie” You pouted.
“Then are you suggesting that we make the all that lies true?” Allistor questioned with a delightful smirk.
“If I say yes, would you be mad?”
“No, in fact I would love it if we were truly together.”
This too had caught you off guard. You had no idea that he liked you like that and truth be told you felt the same way.
Allistor slowly leaned forward and planted a kiss on your forehead before saying,” Would you like to be mine forever?”
You only had one response to a question like that, “Yes, yes I would.”