Break my chains

Chapter 35

I park the in front of Walmart. I look at Pane that keeps looking out the window and pressing buttons.

"No." I stop him from pressing the one for the trunk. If I leave him here, he might get into too much trouble. "Okay, inside there, there is people. People that are not tragian. Humans. So, I want you to stay by my side. Don't act surprised or digusted and don't say a word unless emergencies. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am." I open the door for him and let him get out first. He has a serious expression as he waits for me. I grab his hand and take him to get a cart. As we walk in, he puts his hand in his pockets. He looks so cute like that. I can't help taking glances. I go for the fruits first. Pane must a hard time not touching and looking curious because his hands are clenched in his pokets. I can't help smiling. He chuckles and shrugs. I grab bananas and him put it in the cart. I don't want him bored and helpless. I turn to the straberries.
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Pane sighs once we are in the car.

"You did good."

"Yeah, for such a hungry man. Can we wat now."

"Yes, Pane. After, I make the food." I say amd back out of the parking lot.

"Make?" he asks.

"Yeah, how are we gonna eat."

"I thought humans had a filery." he said.

"What's that?"

"A machine the gives you food. Not only from Tragia but from anywhere. Even the farthest of our galaxies. All you need to do is ask." he said.

"Well, that's too extreme for Earth. We make the food then eat it like humans." he scrunches his nose.

"Okay enough about Earth. What about you and your childhood?" I sighed.

"I never went to school. Wasn't really outside in public but mostly at home where I learned how to conceal myself. I never knew where I came from or who I was. And with that hanging around, I just gave up on life. What's the point of living if you don't know who you are in life. So I was miserable. It would be rare to see me smile or laugh. To my family, it was a moment you couldn't miss. My father became bored and got tired of tryingvto make me happy. I wasn't the only one living with him. Until I came to Tragia. Everything changed." I kept my expression blank as I co.centrated on the road. Pane was quite.

"And what we met before?" he broke the silence.

"I guess I wouldn't have so much time being cluless and wondering. I would have been familiar with everything else before you came. We would know eachother better."

"Maybe." he said and got out the car. What did he mean by that? That we wouldn't be what we are right now? He would only be my body guard and nothing else? I didn't want to ask, the conversation was uncomfortable anyway. I took the key out of the ignition and followed behind him.

I walk into the kitchen and start putting things away. Milk, potatos, steak, chiken, bread, eggs, pancake mix, fruit. . . . .

"Do you need help?" his expression and tone totally changed.

"Yeah, just pass me things and I will put them away." he obeyed but held stuff awkwardly. I smiled and started making coffee meanwhile.

I started making pancake after and showed Pane how to make fruit salad. We poured in two bowls with wip cream. We prepared toast with better and set everthing on the table. But I didn't feel comfortable when I sat down. It's like I still have my family with me. Watching me follow the rules. Who am I kidding. Pane sits down and gets ready to dig in.

"Pane, hold on." he groans. I get, get t we o trays and set everything on there. "Here, take one and take it upstairs." he does as I said with an irritated face. I think he gets grumpy when he is hungry. I set the trsy down on the dresser next to my bed and turn on the TV. I pick the movie "Focus" and sit comfortably on the bed. Pane must have knew idea because is already swallowing everything. I smile, he looks younger.

"Pane, when is your birthday?" I ask.

"On the ides of November." he didn't even bother to ask why. He is so concentrated on his food. It's probably those pills he takes that makes him so hungry. I bet his weight is only made with muscle. I lean comfortably on the pillows and do the same.

Cammy POV

We board the ship that will take us home. My mom couldn't let go from her embrace. I squirmed and wiggled her off. Uncle Ceasar had a pained and twisted expression on his face. I smiled and gave him a hug too.

"You can always come back, without hesitation. We will be here waiting."

"Thank you," I pulled away "but that wont be happening anytime soon." I said. He glared at Jayce once more as I turned away from him into the ship. Jayce mutters something in response and follows after me.

"So, how about another trip to Tragia next week?" he stares atme wife eyed shaking his head.

"I'm just kidding." I say thtpughy laugh. He sits back in his chair with as large gulp. The rest of the ride was quiet between us. He would just sigh and stare out the windsheild. I wonder what Helen is soing on Earth with her little body guard boyfriend. Pathetic. Now that she is queen she can do whstever she wants. Like choke my future husband. I will get her someday. Watch.