Aria's Planetary Prison

Chapter 2 Breakfast in Bed

I woke up to the smell of food. Spider Legs was cooking eggs and some sort of meat.

"Day one: Stuck with the oh so charming Prince Charming." I mumbled under my breath. "As soon as I can move, I'm going to—"

"Good. You're awake. Eat."

He tore off a piece of meat and pushed it into my mouth. It tasted alright. He continued to feed me. My entire body was too sore for me to move other than breathing and chewing. After breakfast, he left me to be in my thoughts. With nothing to do, I cried while counting the blades of grass. Some hours passed by.

"Hey. Aria." Spider Legs crouched down and shoved something green and bitter into my mouth. "Some herbs. It should help..."

I could feel the red flames of embarrassment be set aflame in my soul. I lowered my eyes and ate the herbs.

"A 'thank you' would be nice." Jethro muttered. "Or not."

It wouldn't kill me to say thanks. However, if he fed me poison and not herbs... It wouldn't be that bad... "Thanks."

"What?" He looked down at me. "You said...?

"Thanks, Jethro." I said again, but not too loudly.

He sat down beside me staring up at the sky. "Doesn't look like your friends have noticed."

That's because I have the habit of locking myself into my private study. It's not unusual for people to go three or four days without seeing me.

"They'll notice soon..." I hope.

"As soon as they get you, I'm gone. You won't see from me ever again." He mumbled.

I raised an eyebrow. "And why do you think that?"

He ignored my question. "So what's the name you called me? Something about legs?"

"Spider Legs." I chuckled. "For your hair."

"Haven't heard that one before. I usually get spike or airhead." Jethro said.

I didn't say anything in response. This was getting weird. I know that he's human and all, but the crimes he committed... Why am I being nice to him?

Right... I'm injured.

My crew left me, and I'm all alone.

At least he's decent enough as a person to feed me. Looks like there's some good in him.