Treaty of Outcasts

Trauma

I didn't move, nor I could actually, I was paralyzed. Fear chilled my bones. It made my heart make own life.

A man, a stranger and I was in his hands. I closed my eyes and tried to take deep breaths to calm myself, my heart felt like it was packing, would not be long and it would run through my mouth, if only it left soon and make less noise. Every beat seems to vibrate all over my body, beating so fast that I felt shaking.

I kept my eyes closed. I desperately wanted the man to leave. I knew that I would have to face him sooner or later, but his husky male voice brought me Samuel's groan of memories insisting remember the cruelty and strength that a man can have.

— She slept, Sir. As soon as fed.

— You brought something light to her as requested?

— Yes, only vegetable soups without any kind of meat, bread, fruit and juice only.

— You see if she rejected the food?

— It did not seem so excited for a girl who almost did not eat for days.

— This is not good. And the juice, Eva?

— I prepared as you ordered, diluted with three quarters of juice just to nourish and to meet the new needs of the body.

— Very good! And she said something?

— Anything. Not a single word, but states that came from the temple when asked.

I heard his sigh, he looked tired, relaxed a little when stilled, but it was not long silence and now seemed closer to voice.

— Poor girl. What they made with some girls was cruel. Two of them severely violated by front and rear and the other four completely wound down. Already examined her, Eva?

— Yes Sir, she wasn't touched.

— So I think she was attacked by gentle aggressor. There were two distinct. A cruel and bloodthirsty and others just following orders, giving a clean thrust and no more, and this girl proves it. We need names. Whether they talk something, and our only clue is her. Only she can tell us what really happened in that barn.

I felt my body soften, he would come straight until I have answers and I don't know how to answer, I had failed to drop a sound even from the temple. I also was not letter, then neither could write, and he tortured me I just die without being able to say what he wanted.

— She sleeps, Sir. I think she's still too tired.

— No, Eva. That girl is traumatized. She is awake and lucid. I hear her heart speed up always that listening to my voice and calm down when listening to yours.

This is strange to me, he knew his voice terrified me and how he could hear my heart where he was? What inordinate hearing was this?

If it had how my fear could have extended but had no more space. I was at my limit. I felt the bed sink on one side and the other. In front of me was the Lady, Eva. Then, behind me was the strange man, I could hear his breathing in the distance and I cringed. It could be in my neck as Samuel did with the girls, I was attentive, my heart pounding with the approach of man.

— It changed a lot? — He asked.

— Completely, sir. It will need to learn a lot in a short time.

If I had not frightened I could even be curious, but the fear of man made me lose reason. I couldn't offend him, but he was stronger than me, I felt his hand on my shoulder. There was no exit. Only Eva in front of me, so I jumped out and clung to her like a lifeline. I knew she could not help me, that if he asked, she would have to get out and leave me alone with him. Still I hid, stuck my face in her chest and cringed in her body, I cringed even more when I felt her chubby arms support me.

— What do we do, Sir? She's out of her.

I knew the answer, he sent me to compose myself and stop it or I'll take a beating whip.

— We do nothing for now, she needs time and a bath. All types of hormone already passed through her along with fever. Now she needs to be washed and replaced bed linens.

— I'm sorry. No slouch mine. Mr. Rael said not to mess with her until she was lucid.

— Glad you listened, Eva. If you had done that we would be in more trouble now. You can handle it. And Eve?

— Yes?

— You know you'll have to help us with this, right?

— Yes, Sir. You can count on me.

— I'll leave and tomorrow we will hire another maid to not overwhelm you. This will take you a long time.

— Thank you.

When I heard the noise of the door opening and closing then I could relax. I didn't know what awaited me because of my attitude, but from Eva I didn't die of fright to be punished.

— You need to control this fear, girl. Mr. Dimitri is not bad. He may seem harsh at times, but that's it. You could like him very much if you knew him better, all this seriously today is because of the concern over the incident and only this.

I kept my head down embarrassed and afraid, but also thoughtful. He really looks nice, not treated badly Eva, asked for her help without ordering her to do. He would still bring help so that she was not overworked. But that didn't mean anything. He was a man, with so much force for sure, he was very large and... I closed my eyes.

I hope that he didn't have blue eyes.

There were two types of blue. A bloody and cruel light blue shining pleasure to hurt the girls and another gentle dark and killer blue who seemed to suffer for what he had to do. Samuel and André, two distinct eyes, two killers' eyes. I closed my eyes tightly again. Please... that this Dimitri doesn't have blue eyes.

Eva pulled my sheets and I cringed, I was safe down there. Having drawn sheet me was like having a torn canvas of my hiding place, as have been discovered in my refuge. She squinted when she saw my reaction. — Apparently you were hidden when they got you.

I affirmed and hugged my knees, I felt a mixture of smells on me and none was nice.

— Look girl, we don't do nothing evil to you of any kind, can you understand that?

I didn't move, I just stared at nothing. I couldn't say yes and not nod. I just felt it was true hope.

A dark stain on the sheet pulled me out of my state, I cringed more my legs and I saw that the stain was huge, my sweater was also stained and my legs were also covered in blood. I felt my body shiver, it was too much blood, I wanted to scream but I couldn't, yet I covered my mouth and I was standing on the bed to get away from it. I tried to tear the clothes, I had to take it from me. I didn't have forces and then gets out of bed desperate looking for a way out. There was only the window and I would run away for it. It was a lot for me, I had to run away. Forget blood, forget all.

I felt Eva's arms holding me tightly. — Calm. You need to calm down. Stop fighting me, this is not injury.

I kept debating me, blood much blood. I didn't hear anything, I just wanted to take those clothes and get away from so much red. I felt the slap like a bucket of cold water, I blinked several times in surprise, then I sat down and cried silently. Eva left me sitting there and walked hurriedly through the room. I watched askance when she yanked the sheets, when she opened the door back then after shouting some orders. My tears ran, but I was lucid. With the passing hysterics I could analyze many things.

One was that I might be dead, but would not that day. Really all that blood was not the old cut or a new one because I felt no pain and that was a good sign. If the man who was there wanted me to hurt, he would have done when I offended him. He was my master and could punish me for my ways, but he didn't... not yet. Something was going to happen to me. Good, bad, normal, it doesn't matter anymore. I was nobody, I was sold by my parents to the priestess to be prepared to order, it was a target of no return. Home never again, perhaps my parents didn't even know what had happened to me.

And if they didn't mind, they had already received payment.

And if perhaps my parents were aware now, they would be concerned. But this concern was only with the possibility of having to return what they have received for me.