Girl Name Sandra..

Chapter Twenty-One: Stray....

Chapter Twenty-One: Stray....

The scared female tried to process what was happening right front of her, she stared towards the couple with wide eyes that was full of fascination and fear. Not too long ago she was in storm and running from her life, now she's in a warm home with a beautiful woman treating her gash while a tall handsome man stood close by in a very protective way.

She couldn't blame him, she did just ran to their home, bleeding and screaming for help. The young girl could be deranged- insane and unstable. However, just to have him near her made her shiver in fear and coward away. At least until the beautiful woman waved the tall handsome, but intimidating man of a husband away. She relaxed but still stayed alert as the woman gave her aid and the kindness she needed at that moment.

"Rest," the beautiful woman gently laid a thick wool blanket over her small and thin body. The young girl tried to fight her sleep, to try to stay awake for another minute to explain herself; but sleep consumed her and she was not able to fight anymore.

Sunlight pecked through the small cracks in the ceiling where a few rain drops seeped through. The birds sing their song as they rebuilt their nest in the tall sturdy trees. Not much damaged came from the storm, just a few branches laid on the ground and a few boats in the docks needed a few repairs from the rough sea. Other than that, it was abnormal night for many, but for some it was extraordinary.

The young lady eyes shot open once she recollect herself and memories from the night before. She could not help but panic and jump off the comfortable sofa, to only make her injure leg throb in pain.

"Easy," the same beautiful woman came to her aid by helping her back on the sofa. Now that the young woman has rested and collecting her thoughts, she can observe the woman and her looks. Her brown skin, dark brown eyes, chubby cheeks, plump lips and short kinky hair that was pulled back from her face. Her body was thick with full breast and lovable hips; she was of course short from what she noticed last night. "You had quite the night," her voice was like a stream; smooth and relaxing.

"W-where am I?" The young girl dark blue eyes darted around the warm home to see it was welcoming and give off comfort.

"You are in my home," the beautiful woman stated while gently lifting up the young girl's leg to take a look at her wound. "Names Sandra."

"Sandra," the young girl tested out the beauty's name on her tongue. The girl laid back down like Sandra guided her to do and relaxed under her soft fingers on her slightly cold leg. However, she immediately tended once she spotted the handsome man appear by the beauty's side.

He was tall, tan, handsome and intimidating. He gives off dominance and power as his dark brown held horrid stories of bring death and pain. He wore a loose shirt with his sleeves rolled up to see the hairs on his arm and the odd looking brand that has probably been there for more than two years.

Pirate.... the young girl thought as she cowards away once more. Sandra immediately noticed her change of mood before speaking up to calm the girl. "He won't harm you. This is Anton, he saved you from the storm."

Even though the news was heart warming, the girl did not let her guard down. She has seen men like Anton before, tough and evil; using girls like her for their own pleasures and desire. She stayed silent while glaring up at the man as if he just spat in her face. Anton had enough of the silence and decided to speak up, obviously not caring about the girl's fear. "What is your name, girl?" He came off too strong, which he knew but did not apologize on such act.

The girl coward away by wrapping the wool blanket around her to serve as protection. "I-I do not have one." In which she did not, she never had a name to own; usually people call her pet names or by awful insults. "P-people call me pâle beauté."