Bound

Changes

Well, dinner went well. Katie, so far, is more curious than freaked out; that makes me happy. I was afraid she would think I was a monster and would hurt her, or that she would run away because of what the guys are. I am nervous about leaving her for a few days and the guys can tell. Vincent says, "Stop worrying."

If only it were that simple, "Can't help it."

"She's like that; telling her to stop makes it worse," Katie says. Sam chuckles.

Vincent glares at him, "Don't start, wolf!"

Katie tells Vincent, "He has it right though. You either don't mention it or you distract her."

I look at her, "You stop!"

She grins, "What? Who else knows you better?"

"Still, don't help them," I say.

"Why not?" she asks.

I tell her, "They can figure it out just like I have to."

"Sure. You go enjoy your summer camp, while I teach these boys everything about you," she says.

"Don't you dare," I threaten.

She smirks, "Are you going to stop me?"

She knows that I won't, "Ugh, you drive me crazy."

She says, "You already were crazy when I met you."

"Was not!"

"You were the hyper-intelligent, beautifully, creepy chick that no one talked to; but you didn't scare me. I'm fearless," she grins.

So I say, "Yeah, unless there isn't a designer label insight, then you freak out; or a spider is involved."

She shrugs, "Hey, most women would."

I laugh, "Nope."

"You're not most," she says.

I grin, "I'm perfectly okay with that."

Eric says, "I feel for you, Vincent."

He says, "Not so fast, you're on babysitting duty, too."

"Sorry, I have duties to attend to," Eric says.

I point my finger at him, "Not so fast, mister! You're aiding Vincent with anything Katie needs while I'm gone!"

He raises his eyebrow, "And why would I do that?"

I make a bucket of water appear over his head, "Look up, oh dear prince."

He sighs, "Come on."

"Afraid to even the score, I see," I say.

Vincent chuckles, "This is great!"

"You're just happy it's not you," I say to Vincent.

He smiles, "Yes, I am, but it's still funny."

"So, dear prince, are you going to assist?" I ask Eric.

He relents. I make the bucket return to the kitchen sink.

"Eva!" he says.

I shrug, "Hey, you just wish you could."

"Just don't get cocky," he says.

I reply, "I'm safe here, so I can."

"You are, but don't dish out what you can't take," Vincent tells me.

"Guys, I had a shit childhood, so I can take a lot," I say.

Katie adds, "She's an orphan, so imagine how kids treated her when they found out."