Chapter 2

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*Light mentions of physical abuse*

My heart sank and my breath scattered from my lungs. I was devoid. Of hope. Tears threatened to spill, and I let them this time. I let myself cry. The tears dripped down my face leaving a cool stick to my face. I let everything fade as their footsteps left the room.

A hand touched my shoulder, flinching. I kept my head down. Fearful of my new owner's anger. There was a pause and a far off sigh. The smell turned bitter now. It made me feel guilty, as if I caused such a strong displeasure already, just by being in their presence.

" Alfred," A deep husky voice resonated throughout the room. " Take him to a room, and help him settle in."

"Yes sir." The voice responded next to me.

The hand guided us both out the door, and back into the hallway. I let the hand guide me through the maze of hallways. Silence was something I hadn't heard a lot of. But it seemed endless here. Letting my head wander, I barely noticed we had stopped. Peeking up once again from my dark hair, I saw how we came to a single door. A door with no slots. Flexing my fingers I awaited my order. There was a long wait. I counted in my head as I played with my hands besides my back.

A familiar white gloved hand reached for the door knob, twisted it as I continued to watch everything unfold with a tight chest. Expecting the darkness of a familiar small space, I felt my heart pound in my ears. I quickly squeezed my eyes shut unconsciously, fear overtook my thoughts.

"Well young master, I hope the room is efficient enough." His voice was calm. Nice. Safe.

Furrowing my eyebrows, I peek through my lashes and I instantly gasp. There was a thing Miss and Sir always got to lay on, but it was bigger and white, with more white big soft fluffies. It looked so fancy. The floor was soft with a gray fuzzy rug, unlike the course one we had. The walls were also a dark black that seemed to blend perfectly to the rest of the cool colors in the room. There were two doors, one on the far left and one on the far right on the wall opposite to the one against the bed that laid the headrest on the wall to the right of me. And in front of me were big clear windows with white long flowing curtains. Sunlight danced across the floor and all around the room. It looked similar to the rooms Miss And Sir had, but was never aloud in.

I took a hesitant step forward, scared this was all a dream. Such a big room, so much light, pillows of my own. I raised my head, blue eyes shining in the sun as I faced the man in doubt. How did I deserve this? Do I deserve this?

"Is this really okay? I get a thingy to sleep on like miss and sir? No dark room? Are you sure?" I questioned, my voice hushed.

His brows furrowed dark eyes confused, but a kind smile I never got to see stayed there. With a small nod, I felt a smile break through. I bowed to the man who guided me here.

"Thank you so much. I promise to be good and work hard." I swore to him and myself.

"Young master," He responded. I quickly looked up through my lashes and raised myself from my position. " I believe you have a misconception. You're not here to work. Or get hurt."

Now I am confused. Now that's weird, why else would I be bought? Fiddling with my hands as I kept my head down, I took a breath and asked him.

"I- I I am con-confused . Why else would I be bought if it wasn't for that reason?" I stuttered out.

I heard his nice black dress shoes thump softly onto the floor until they stopped and reached my vision. I felt the soft glove under my chin and lifted it up gently. Warm eyes and a soft touch, kind words. Safe. Safe now. I felt myself relax, and lift my head. He let his hand fall onto my shoulder. Every worry faded away as he smiled at me. Safe.

"Young master, your family."


Mr. Alfred was so nice. He helped me get ready if I struggle with the circles on my clothes. He said it was okay to ask for help, and that I have more family too. So I have to look presentable. That means looking nice. We cut my dark auburn hair, Mr. Alfred said my hair was just like my dads. Mr. Alfred trimmed and cut it. He also gave me a bubble bath. Mostly because I've never seen one usually I get a bucket from sir or miss, so I wasn't sure what to do. Luckily he helped me! Mr.Alfred asked how I got my black spots and red spots and was really gentle they didn't even hurt! When I told him he seemed pretty shocked and muttered something to himself. Hopefully he isn't upset with me.

I got soft clothes now! Mr. Alfred said told me about my dad a bit. I haven't met him yet even though it's been two days. Although I followed Mr. Alfred around and helped with chores, he said during lunch that we were having a family dinner. I can't wait!!

Snapping out of my thoughts as I hear the shrill ring of the timer. Mr. Alfred went over to the oven and pulled out dessert with padded hands. We had already made dinner, although that was mostly Mr.Alfred and I just helped. I happily swung my Pastel blue sock covered feet as I sat on the stool. I was wearing a pale baby blue sweater with white circles (buttons) that went past my hands and white soft pants that went down to my knees. This was one of my favorite soft outfits. So comfy too. My hair barely missed my eyes now and wasn't against my neck now either.

I watched Mr.Alfred do the last of the preparations, and now all we had to do was wait for the rest of our family.


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