Chapter 3
A New puppet for the ghost
Alex stared at Linda admiring her and also feeling highly irritated. Reaching for his phone he dialed his madams number.
His phone case was also purple.
"Hello, the girl is becoming increasingly annoying. What do we do with her, she threatens to quit."
The mistress ended the call immediately.
Alex turned to her and scoffed, he knew the mistress would be here soon. Linda sat on the bed not caring about what would happen she needed answers.
Outside her room, she could hear the sounds of a car driving in. It should be the mistress.
The sounds of heels and many voices closed in on Linda's room. She clenched her fists preparing her heart.
With one swift push, the mistress came in.
"My dear, there you are." Linda knew instantly this was Dammys dad, what a set up.
" I was filled with anticipation when I heard you were alive, your mother kept me waiting for too long, even your step mom is here to see you."
Linda's eyes widened, Dammy had a stepmom?.
Linda stared at the woman before her, her 5'4 stature was even more intimidating than that of the mistress.
"Hi dear, how are you feeling now, any new memory gain?."
Linda could feel the animosity in her voice and soon understood what was going on here.
"Are you my step mother?, I can't remember anything." Linda responded.
"Oh my dear, that's okay me and you we used to be best friends."
The old woman stepped too close to Linda sending chills down her spine. After what seemed like a silent eternity she whispered.
"Dammy is dead, now who are you?." Linda gasped and blinked rapidly, the woman's eyes showed no sign of guilt or remorse.
The mistress pushed her away and stood before Linda.
"Don't you dare threaten my daughter." The mistress warned pointing with her finger.
"Threaten, hehe, I never did so. Did i young lady?." She asked Linda.
"Listen, I brought you here because you did not believe my daughter Dammy was alive.
Don't you dare make things even more difficult."
Charles yelled at his wife, being married for ten years and having no child.
Charles Da Vince, got himself a mistress and within a short time she gave birth to Dammy.
Linda who now pretends to be Dammy stared at the trio in silence, it was better for her to not have being adopted.
"Listen dad." Linda called out imitating Dammys voice.
"The young master demands to see you else he threatens to call off our wedding."
Charles Da Vince nodded and hit his stick firmly on the ground. His eyes moving from one wife to another.
"Both of you leave the child alone."
Charles Da Vince's legal wife sneered and walked away allowing the mistress breathe heavily as soon as the door was shut.
Before Linda could even speak, a huge slap landed on Linda's face in quickly delivered by the mistress.
"How dare you even think about quitting, I paid a huge amount to that low life orphanage in order to get you. I own you now, stop giving Alex a hard time."
Linda bit her lower lip and sat down on the bed, suddenly her eye scanned the environment it rested on Dammys Diary.
Meanwhile Charles Da Vince walked as fast as his weak and shivering legs could carry him .
"You are trying to avoid me right?, you know I am not wrong.
These people are trying to deceive you listen.."
Charles Da Vince drove away not willing to listen to his wife, he found her quite annoying.
His wife stood there breathing heavily, anger written all over her face.
She stormed back into the room, this woman Felicity was a fraud. She knew that but she had to prove it.
"Get out of my way!." The first wife ordered but the uniform guard stood firm in his duties. Moving meant losing his job.
" How dare you hold my hand, I will report to your master about this do you hear me." The guard held her and took her forcefully to the second red car and tossed her in.
"I will make sure you pay for that."
The stairs in the mansion, next to the pink walls gave way to an exceptionally beautiful door.
Inside the room, the two ladies fought for there voices to be heard.
"Dammy did not just get involved in an accident. Do you know something about this?." Linda demanded.
"How is that any of your business, very soon Charles Da Vince is going to allocate her inheritance.
It is your job to be her until then, do you understand?." The mistress yelled at the top of her lungs.
Linda gasped, these people are really selfish.
At that very second she missed the orphanage and every one in it.
She disdained the wealthy people and wished she could just elope.
But Mrs Felicity read her mind.
"If you ever think about back stabbing me. I will burn down that orphanage of yours, including him."
Felicity brought out a photo of Sam, Linda's childhood crush before the adoption.
"Does this look familiar?." Linda blinked rapidly in fear. How cruel could this woman be?.
"Now if you really value his life then you will do exactly what I say."
Linda nodded from then on she would pretend to be Dammy, no questions asked.
The mistress smiled and walked away with Alex, who flipped his shirt hair as though it was extremely long.
Linda sat on the bed hugging Dammys Diary and crying silently.
"Oh why did you have to die. Why?."
As Linda cried, the curtains danced to the music of the wind. The lights turned on and off. Linda stood abruptly.
"Hi my darling." A strange voice called out from behind.
Linda turned swiftly to see Dammys ghost sitting proudly on her bed side admiring her nails.
"You do not have to be scared of me. Although I do love a fright. But in this case you are my puppet so why would I harm you." Dammys ghost smiled and laughed hysterically.