81 unleashed

"Where is my sister?" I threw the question at the first maid I saw when I entered the mansion.

"She is not yet back."

That bitch is still at the law firm with my parents.

I gallivanted my way into the kitchen to seek something sharp.

"I want a knife. A cute one." I smiled at one of the cooks.

The cook nods, choosing the knife I requested from the drawer for me.

"Thanks." I beam cheerfully, taking the knife from her.

She peered at me strangely. "Do you need anything else?" She asked, her eyes eyeing the knife I am holding.

"Oh," I realized how odd I look at the moment.

"An apple available?"

 she slowly nods.

"Great. " I opened the refrigerator and picked one. I took a big bite. "Sweet," I grin.

"Thanks." I trot out of the kitchen. I could feel the lingering stares of the cooks at the back of my head.

I know I look crazy as hell.