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Chapter two: Conquering the past
Alarm Clock? Who set that? Maddie thought has she reached over to her night table to turn it off. “What the fuck” she mumbled into her pillow, pushing up onto her elbows looking towards where the noise was coming from. When did it get on my desk? Who set it? “Fuck its only 8:30. Trista!!! Brylee!! What the hell?” she yelled to her two room mates. When they didn’t answer she figured they had already gone to their jobs. Job, Maddie hasn’t had one in almost 2 months. She wasn’t even thinking about getting one. Of course she wouldn’t tell her friends that, she paid her rent and she paid her bills, sometimes a couple days late but she paid them nonetheless. As she went to roll her over and fall back to sleep she caught a whiff of coffee. “Damn it” she said to herself “they play dirty; they know coffee is my one weakness.”
She pulled herself to a sitting position on her bed and rubbed at her greenish-blue eyes, leaned over to the night stand and picked up her hair band. As she pulled her dark brown hair with bright red highlights into a lopsided pony tail she swung her feet over the side of the bed. Expecting carpet beneath her toes but feeling paper she looked down and saw news paper. “Oh no, now what are they up too?” Picking up the newspaper she found some headlines highlighted not bothering to read it at that moment she took a step towards her door and felt another piece of paper beneath her toes.
She read the one already in her hand. The classifieds, jobs highlighted by her nearest and dearest friends because they were sick of her sitting on her lazy ass. Some with notes in Trista’s or Brylee’s handwriting beside them like “LA’s finest Gentlemen’s club looking for a girl that learns fast” next to it in Trista’s handwriting was I bet you could earns some really good tips especially with how fast you are.
“Hardy har har, guys,” she yelled expecting to find two giggling girls behind her door, “more newspapers? Seriously guys...” she followed the trail of papers, picking them up and reading the highlighted jobs as she went. The trail ended on the kitchen counter with a cup of coffee, a bagel and cream cheese sitting next to it and a note tapped to the coffee cup that read:
Please, please consider getting a job. You know we love you and would never kick you out but you need to get your lazy ass out of bed and into the world and soon.
Love bunches
Trista and Brylee
Maddie took a bite of her bagel and a sip of coffee and jumped onto the counter not really caring if she’s allowed to or not. She grabbed the piece of paper and pen that was graciously left on the countertop with her bagel and coffee and started making a list of numbers and job names that she would call after her shower.
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“Shit shit shit shit, where the fuck is my phone.” Maddie screamed at the empty room and the incessant Black Eyed Peas song (my humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps) that she could hear but she couldn’t find the actual phone that was making the noise.
“Ah Ha, there you are my precious,” finally finding her phone beneath her bed she answered it. “Speak to me”
“Maddie? What did I tell you about answering your phone like that? What if it was someone important? Whatever it doesn’t matter, I was just calling to make sure you were awake.” Brylee stated kind of surprised Maddie actually got out of bed and stayed out of bed.
“Well you and Trista went to such lengths to get me out of bed I figured I would humor you. Oh and what’s with all the newspaper every where?” Maddie tried playing dumb.
“Madeline, please tell me you picked those newspapers up, read them, wrote some job’s and numbers down and then proceeded to throw away the paper. Please tell you didn’t just leave them on the floor.” Brylee sounded exasperated; she wouldn’t be surprised if Maddie did leave them on the floor for one of them to pick up later.
“Oh is that what they were for? I would have never guessed. Seriously, Brylee why didn’t you just tell me to get a job rather than make it such a hassle for you two and me?”
“Oh Maddie don’t be mad, we’ve been trying to tell you we just didn’t know how. Plus, you can’t be mad at me it was all Trista’s idea.” Brylee chuckled quietly knowing that Trista was going to kill her later.
“Listen I got some interview set up so I gotta go but I will talk to you and Trista tonight.”
“Yea, yea we know your mad just go out, find a job and get ready to make some money. By the way we were totally serious about that whole Gentlemen’s Club thing. You can always just be a waitress.” Brylee laughed out loud has she heard a click and then the dial tone.
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Maddie shivered and started talking to her self, “I hate interviews, other people that don’t know me get to judge whether I’m good enough for their company or not.”
As she looked around the room she saw a young girl sitting in the hall way waiting on someone, probably her mom, Maddie thought to herself. She stared at the innocent little girl and Maddie couldn’t help but think of the little girl she use to be a nanny for. How innocent and naïve she was, the painful memories were too much. Maddie blocked out not just the little girl but also her own thoughts and memories of Tonya and Tonya’s parents, her old employees. Right now is not the time to think about it, she reprimand herself in her mind. The past is the past and the future is the future.
“Madeline Tyler?”
Maddie stood up and put a smile on her face. This is what life is about; moving on and becoming better. She follows the woman in her business like suit to a back room, a room that holds five people, two woman and three men. She shakes everyone’s hands and sits down in front of them, suddenly feeling like she’s on trial.
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Maddie had been through three interviews that day and they were all the same thing, why should we hire you, what would you say your best qualities are, what would you say your worst qualities are, do you like kittens? Ok well maybe not the last one but they might as well have asked it. Tired that’s what I am. Maddie thought to herself while driving home that evening. Pulling into the driveway she noticed that all the lights were off. Looking at the clock and saw that it was 9:00pm where are they? She walked into the dark house and couldn’t believe that she was alone again.
“Where the hell are you two at tonight?” Maddie walked towards there rooms but the lights were off she sighed heavily as she turned around and walked to the kitchen instead. Reaching to open the fridge she saw a piece of newspaper hanging on the bulletin board with her name next to.
“Nanny needed, willing to pay anything asked within reason. Recommendations and Education required.” Maddie shook her head, why are they pushing me? They won’t let me mourn in peace will they? Maddie left the newspaper on the counter and went to bed.
Sleep evaded her that night; she kept thinking about Tonya, the little girl she had been a nanny to back in Washington. The little girl that was killed by a drunk driver on her way home from school, the one day that she asked Maddie not to pick her up from the bus stop. Every time Maddie closed her eyes she saw that wide smile, those blue eyes and the blonde curly hair. And in a flash all she could see was the blood, the sirens and the little girl’s lifeless body. It wasn’t her fault, at least that’s what every one told her. Even Tonya’s parents told her it wasn’t her fault, that Tonya had walked alone plenty of times before, the bus stop was only seconds away from their house. After that incident, she had to get away from Washington so she decided to move to Los Angeles. Her friends moved with her not wanting her to be alone but here in LA she felt more alone with all the people then she had ever felt at home with her family and friends.
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Waking up the next morning she stumbled out of bed and into the kitchen where Brylee and Trista were sitting at the kitchen table. Openly staring as she walked in, they didn’t try to hide the surprise that that they were feeling.
“Morning,” Maddie smirked as she watch her speechless friends.
“Maddie you do know that it’s 7:30 in the morning right? Are you sick? Should I take you to the doctor?” Trista jokingly asked.
“Shut up, I know what the morning looks and feels like. I was thinking last night when I arrived to an empty house yet again,” she glared pointedly at both of them “It’s about time I rejoin society. I need to open my horizons. Yesterday my interviews didn’t really go well; those people were way too snooty for my taste.”
“Did you see what we left you on the bulletin board? I think that you should call and get an interview. It’s about time you get back to doing what you love to do and what you love to do is work with children, take care of them, and teach them. That’s what the position is asking for.” Brylee cautiously explained.
Maddie sighed into her coffee, “You know how I feel about this subject. I don’t know if I can work with kids again. If anything was to happen to any other child that happened to her.” Referring to Tonya but unable to say her name, “I just don’t think I could handle it.”
“Maddie that was just a freak accident, some guy who had way too much to drink, it was in no way your fault.” Brylee was trying to be understanding but she also knew that if Maddie continued to dwell on it she would never get over it.
“Look Bry, I know your just trying to be helpful but I can’t just get over it,” practically reading Brylee’s mind, Maddie rolled her eyes at her surprise. “Come on, Bry don’t get that look on your face, I know you better than you know you. Death is big and that little girl died on my time. She died when I should have been with her.”
“Madeline, stop it, stop it right now! It happened almost 4 months ago, I know you aren’t going to get over it but have you thought that maybe you helping other children could redeem you in your own mind.” Trista shrieked at Maddie. “I’m tired of watching you mope around this house, pretending like you have no responsibilities!” She walked over to Maddie, stood directly in front of her and tilted her head up to look her in the eye. “Maddie you need to rise above this guilt and depression. Your Maddie, the girl that can achieve every and anything that she puts her mind to. You can do this and we will be there beside you while you do it. Just ya know take action.”
“Let me think about it ok?” Maddie could feel her self relenting.
“Just call Maddie, don’t think about it. Call and get an interview and go. Don’t think just act, this could be the best thing that ever happens to you.” Trista’s smile began to grow, knowing that they had convinced her. As Maddie left Trista threw a piece of the bagel she was eating at Brylee. “We totally wore her down. Maddie’s getting a job!!!”
Brylee shook her head at her friends’ antics but a smile crept on her face nonetheless.
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Pacing her room, Maddie couldn’t believe she let them trick her. Trick me? They didn’t trick me; they just said what I need to hear. More forcefully then I thought was necessary but honest nonetheless. Picking up the phone and the newspaper clipping sitting next to it she dialed.
“423-536…”click” 423-5360…Ringing oh shit it’s ringing” Maddie didn’t have enough time to hang up before a young man answered.
“Patrick I told you that we’re fine, leave me alone!” the man sounded a little irritated.
In the background she could hear a child, a little girl, crying for her Uncle Patrick.
“Sir, my name is Madeline Tyler not Patrick, I’m calling about the nanny position that you placed an ad in the paper for. I just wanted to inquire whether you had hired one or not.” Maddie took a deep breathe while awaiting his answer.
“Nanny position? Oh yea right…Aly baby hold on one second. OK fine Aly go get your swim suit and we’ll get in the pool. Sorry are you still there?” his voice sounded tired and Maddie couldn’t help but wonder how old he was.
“Yea, I’m still here.”
“Good, the position is still open, I’m actually interviewing this afternoon. Is there any particular time that you could make it or is 3:00 ok with you?”
She could feel him trying to rush through the phone call and get to his daughter. She smiled, “No three works perfectly for me. I just need your address and your name would be nice too.”
His laugh was inviting and almost naïve like as he quickly told her his address and that his name was Pete. He also apologized for having to end the conversation so abruptly.
“It’s going to be one long day.” Sighed to herself, not really knowing what to do with herself while she waited.
“Maddie, were leaving!! Coffee later right?” Brylee yelled through her door.
“Yea after my interview I’ll call you!!” Behind the door she could hear her two best friends giving each other high fives and making whooping noises. Shaking her head Maddie head to the bathroom.
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