►Taylor POV

A large house and expensive cars in front of it was not what I expected to find here and even so nothing I'm used to. With nothing left this was the last place I could go to, a memory of a good friend of my father who told me once, if I need help I should go find him he will help me. Now after my mothers funeral and a ton of medical bills, a simple suitcase with some clothes was everything I had left. I didn't know where to go so I called Mr.Biersack he was happy to hear me and agreed from the start that for a time I could live at his place, but he dint told me how big his place is... He didn't tell me much of anything."excuse me, this is private property. I may ask you to leave." I spun my head around just so to look into brown eyes. It was a tall boy in a uniform. "Pardon? I got invited... Isn't this property of Mr.Biersack?"




The guy had brown shaggy hair tucked behind his ears. "I don't know of an appointment today." He looked questioning at me. "Well Mr.Biersack told me I could come over when I want to." It's not like I want to live with strangers, if I didn't need somewhere to live, I wouldn't be here. He scanned me from head to toe and sighed. "Okay come with me, I will ask Mr.Biersack." He instructed as hr made his way. "This way," the other maids(?) paused all for a moment and gave me a quick glance. "Mr.Biersack this boy said he knows you." I swung my gaze from the curious people to see who this Mr.Biersack was. In surprise I looked at a young men around my age... the Mr.Biersack I knew was a elder men, father like, but not a young men. He studied me closely. His eyes had a stunningly unusual blue colour. I'd never seen anything like them. Could they be contacts?




"I don't know him." He finally replied. "Well... I know you neither." I replied shyly. The gaze of the men who brought me in had shifted to mine and I know, I was going to be asked to leave. Shit I had only twenty dollars left in my purse. "Well," The wrong Mr.Biersack's voice cut trough the silence. "Maybe he meant my daddy." The disgust on his tongue as he said the word 'daddy' hadn't gone unnoticed. "Maybe, I didn't see him for 10 years or more, but the Mr.Biersack I knew was a elder gently person."I explained without looking at him. He rolled his eyes. I quickly dropped my eyes back to the floor, tears stung my eyes as the realization that I was about to be homeless sunk in. I had too much pride for them to see me cry.


"I try to get in contact with him, for now get him one of the maids room." He finally decided. The men nodded and instructed me out of the hall, that was bigger than my entire old home. "Sorry for my behaviour before, I'm Charlie and you?" He smiled gently now. "My name is Taylor, no worry you can't sympathize with some on other than your chef while your at work." He had a small grin on his lips but it looked forced. He opened a door. "Ah well I hope we can be friends after all, don't worry today is just not Andy's happy day." The room before my eyes was really small, it had a small window a bed and just some inches free space so you can go in and out.

Notes

Well just a little side story for now and then when I have a writing block on the other story.
I'm not so sure if I will keep on this story, tell me if you want more of this story.
Oh and thank you very very very much for reading my story

~Chie ღ