Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Finally, Mystique's uncle was discharged from the hospital and was brought back to his home, which had been abandoned for days, since no habitant had been living in the little house.

"Mystique, I never asked you where you got the money for my operation" Uncle inquired as he settled himself down on one of the couches, with the help of Belle who chuckle at the unexpected question.

It was a perfect opportunity...!

"Misty made a new friend..." Bell started but Mystique immediately stepped forward, smacking Bell at the back of her head being the subject of discussion.

"A friend...?" Her uncle raised a questioningly, his left eyebrow raised higher than normal.

Mystique chuckled nervously, adjusting the glasses on the bridge of her nose. "Don't mind her uncle, I borrowed it from someone. Am planning on paying it back as soon as you get better" she told her uncle in a smooth line. It wasn't completely a lie, she was indeed planning on paying it back as soon as her uncle got better and she had found himself a new job.

"Oh really...?" Belle questioned as she knowingly crossed her hands over her chest and she smiled cunningly at her. Her uncle, not failing to advertence the unspoken dialogue between the two, laughed out loud.

"You finally got yourself a boyfriend, Mystique...?"

Mystique nearly choked at her uncle's abrupt words, while Bell giggled in amusement. "Of course not Uncle. It was just a friend that was kind enough to lend me a loan to take care of you. Bell is just being Bell" she turned and walked to the kitchen, going to prepare her uncle his lunch.

"I didn't say anything!" Bell yelled as both chuckled together. It was fun teasing the other sometimes.

*~*

Later that day, Bell and Mystique made themselves back to their little apartment after taking care of the old man.

Their little apartment was cozy and warm. The walls were furnished and planted, picture frames, plantings were hung. The living room consisted of three couches, a glass table at the middle, a tv set at the front, and little flower pots at the side, plain and simple.

"Guess what Bel" Mystique said to her friend, from where she was occupying a couch. Her clothes were baggy, oversize and her long brown hair was tied up in a messy ponytail, while Bel sat on the opposite couch, reading a magazine with a half-naked model as cover while her legs were stretched out on the table. Mystique shook her head.

Being a weekend, both had no work to do. Bell worked in a bar as a bartender while Mystique worked as a waiter in a small restaurant. Both were college dropouts. Bell stopped schooling when her parents and sister died in a plane crash, she was among the few people who survived that horrible scene. Being only nineteen at that time, it was a big blow for her and she had to drop out when she could no longer afford it, just like Mystique. The girls met in college and since then, they had become the best of friends, living under the same roof and paying the rent together. One could say they were sisters from different parents.

"Mr. Gracias Alan asked you out again..." Bell guessed after a few seconds of silence, her attention glued to the magazine, making Mystique roll her eyes dramatically as she threw a hand pillow towards her direction and it went straight for the paper, knocking it out from her hand. Mystique giggled while Belle threw a glare as she picked up her magazine and emplaced it on her thighs and diverted her gaze to her attention-seeking friend.

"You have all of me now, can you tell me the good news, Misty" Bell purred, seductively fluttering her eyelashes.

Mystique made a sore face. "That's disgusting Belle, try that to your hookups"

Bell rolled her eyes with a snort. "You are being dramatic Mystique. Are you telling me or not...!" Her voice sounded irritated.

"Fine...! I found myself a new job that pays way better than my current job" Mystique announced, grinning from ear to ear.

Bell ears picked up. "Really, what job is that?" She inquired.

"Housekeeping, it turns out the owner of the house normally stays in his condo, I just have to keep the place clean twice a week." Mystique explained. "I'll start tomorrow"

"That's great Misty. But don't work yourself out. You have been pale lately and look tired" Bell pointed out.

Mystique sighed as she brushed his hair with her hand in annoyance. Bell was right. She had no idea when it started but for the past two weeks, she had been feeling headaches, tiredness, backache, nauseous, increased urination, and shortness of breath. Mystique chuckled inwardly, one could say she was having pregnancy symptoms. But she couldn't be pregnant right...?

"Did Mr. Wang use a condom...?" Bell suddenly asked, staring at her friend closely, who gaped at her widely.

"Are you saying am Pregnant...!" Mystique stared unbelievingly at Bell, as she gaped like a fish out of water.

Bell raised her hands in a surrendering manner as she rested her back on the couch. "Don't come at me. Am just asking. You had sex a few days ago, so don't be serious if you pop up pregnant" she chuckled, finding amusement in her gibberish.

"Whatever...!" Mystique stood up and walked away to her bedroom but she didn't fail to hear the last words of Bell.

"I can't wait to be an aunt..., So exciting"

*~*

The next morning, Mystique found herself standing before a large mansion with a bag pack on her shoulder. Her gaze went down to the address given to her again, just to be sure she was at the right place. Shrugging, Mystique went towards the front gate and rang the doorbell, and almost immediately, she heard a come-in from the CCTV camera outside.

Opening the gates, she strolled in. Without bothering to knock, she went in through the main doors and was met with the inside of a castle as everything was sparkling and eye-catching, almost blinding. But her attention was captured by a woman dressed in office attires, she turned his gaze to her and greeted her with a bow and a polite smile but she only got a snort in response as she crossed her hands over her chest, giving the other a disgusted look. Mystique couldn't help but wonder what she did to the woman. If she could remember clearly, she was extra rude to him even in the interview. She only had to tolerate her because she needed the freaking job.

"You look pregnant..." She snarled at her, her nose wrinkled in disgust. Mystique was about to respond but she waved her hand in front of her, silencing her. "I don't care how you look, it's even better if you are in gestation. It would make things easier. While working here, you are to follow one rule, and that is staying away from the boss anytime he visits. Don't talk to him, look at him and stay away from his path" she told her, her eyes glaring and daring, challenging Mystique to go against her.

Feeling undisturbed by her rules, Mystique shrugged and nodded. She had no business with the so-called boss, she was only here to work and get paid. She could shove her stupid boss in her ass for all she cared.

"I would have loved to show you around but am busy. You can find your way. Don't steal anything." With that, the lady walked past her and left the house, her heels slamming on the floor, taking her claim.

Mystique crossed her hands over her chest as she watched her retreating. "Maybe, she is his lover and does not want anyone near him" she snickered and turned around. "Now, let's get down to business"