Prince

Chapter 3

Daniels POV

I'm so stupid, I'm so so damn stupid, who can't even serve dinner? This idiot that's who. I spilled wine on the fucking Prince, the actual real life Prince.

'I really am a cockroach'

'I don't think you are'

'Your Majesty, I'm sorry I really didn't mean too-'

'I know it's okay, you don't have to keep apologising to me and call me Joey yeah?'

Oh my god Daniel come on get your words out tell him your name, say something, nothing is worse than just standing here, say anything.

'Wow!'

Wow? Wow!? Who just says wow when asked a question Jesus Christ what am I doing?

'I mean ok, yes- I will- I'll call you Joey. My name is-'

'Peeping Tom? Butter fingers?'

He giggled so sweetly at the names, such a laugh I could only imagine coming from an angel.

'Anything is better than scum I guess...Daniel, my name is Daniel'

He seemed to be upset about something, but it's just not my place to ask questions, I don't want another beating. I turned to walk to the servants quarters, but froze when I felt the sharp pain shooting through my stomach. I winced at the extra am burn, I've never been in so much pain before.

'Hey are you alright? It's your stomach isn't it? Look Daniel I'm so sorry about that I should have stopped him.'

'No I deserved-'

'Don't you dare say that you deserved that no one deserves to be beaten over an accident'

He walked over to me and lay his hand on my shoulder, he really seems to care about something as pathetic as me. Slowly he stroked his and down my arm to my hand and began tugging me down the hall.

'Come with me, I can help you'

Joeys POV

I don't even know what I'm doing at this point, I guess I just feel bad for him you know? He shouldn't have been hurt like that. I have this feeling, but I just can't put my finger on it, all I can think about is stopping his pain, I don't like seeing him hurt. Maybe it's the absence of any siblings. Maybe I'm thinking of him as a brother, yes that must be it.

'Joey'

'Ssshhh my dad will hear'

'I just don't want you to get into trouble'

'Sssshhhhhhhhhh'

We finally got to my bedroom on the other side of the castle and I pulled him inside locking the door behind us. He's right, if anyone my dad saw me helping him he'd tare me a new one.

'Ok, let's see the damage then'

He hesitantly raised his shirt slightly and I could immediately see the dark bruises covering his skin. I rushed into the washroom and soaked a rag under the tap. When I returned Daniel was curiously observing my room.

'See something you like?'

He looked at me and it seemed as though he wanted say something, that there was in fact something he liked.

'Right lie down on the bed and take your shirt off'

'Joey, I-'

'What are you body shy or something? Come on this will help trust me.'

He walked over to the bed, I could see the pain the bruises were causing him with every step he took. As he tried to lift the shirt over his head he stopped and let out a low pitch sort of whine.

'Wo Wo don't hurt yourself, I'm I going to have to help you with everything from now on?'

He shyly turned to me and slowly lifted his arms as I grabbed the thin fabric and began to pull yet over his head and arms. His eyes clenched shut from the pain, and then reopened as he lowered his arms again. I couldn't help but stare into his eyes, I am only just noticing how beautiful and dark they are. Green, but still dark.

Something like a rush of excitement or electricity shot through my body as he looked back at me. He's...he's...

'Beautiful'

'What?'

Oh shit, I didn't mean to say that, what am I thinking? Say the flowers on the night stand are beautiful that's believable. Why is he making me feel like this, it's not right, it's not normal, but...I like it. Oh yeah the flowers.

'His flowers'

'Huh?'

'I mean the eyes'

Oh god this is a wreck.

'Thanks, you have nice eyes too'

He gave me a shy smile as he awkwardly let his glance fall to the floor. He sat on the edge of the bed and then proceeded to lie down on his back. I folded the wet rag and gently placed it on the worst part of his stomach

'God, that feels better, thank you Joey'

'I told you I could help you, I don't like seeing people hurt you know? Anyway I'll be on that couch over there if you need-'

'Joey?'

'Yeah'

'Can you stay here with me?'

He's practically asleep and probably  doesn't even know what he's saying, but I don't want to be alone either. I walked around to the other side of the bed and climbed under the covers, throwing them over Daniel, so he doesn't get cold.

'Good night Daniel'