As Plain As Black And White

8

That boy is something else. So Isabella came over for dinner last night and of course she sat next to him. When I came in the dining area, he switched his seats to somewhere further. But of course the family encouraged him to sit next to her. I just kept looking at him cause he knows what that means.

Isabella would ever so often lean over to him and he'd back away. She scooted closer, he scooted back. It got to the point where Camille came to me.
"I don't know what type of leash you got him on but he ain't barking today."

"Shh." We both laugh and I start to help clean the kitchen.

But that was last night foreword to today. I walked into the house and was greeted with Paul and Camille doing homework.

"Hey guys. Doing your homework out in the open?"

"Oh the lady and Master are gone." I started to back up to the stairs. "But his friends are up there."

"Why?" I felt so disappointed. And again as if on cue. Ms. D comes out with a lunch Trey.

"Can't Pen-"

"No you already know, them boys terrorize all the girls in here which is why we send you."

"Why thanks ma'am" I say not meaning it. She pushed me towards the stairs. With every step, the journey to his room became longer. Before I knew it, I was right in front of the door, knocking.

"Who- Oh look it's our mate." He moved out of the way revealing me to the rest of the Klan- I mean group. I kept my head down and put James' food on his desk.

"I haven't seen this Dalmatian since last month."

"You look like a fucking chess board." They all laughed.

"Guys leave him alone. Let him just do his job."

"Yeah slave do your job." They stood in my way taunting.

"He can't do it with you in his way." I was so grateful to have him.

"Sorry man." They clear the path but it seemed to good to be true. I try to leave quickly but not before I hear someone clear their throat them spit on me. They all laughed as the door shut behind me.
"Oi, fuck you do that for idiot?" I heard James yell.

"He's just a slave." His friend tried to explain.

"This is my house right? I partially own this right? So I get to choose who's a slave and who's not and I want you to clean my shoes now." I heard no movement. "No you're not cleaning it?" I heard him pull the liquid from his throat and spit. "Try me again mate."

I wanted to jump for joy but I still hate spit on me. I rushed to our bathroom and cleaned myself up and looked him the mirror. I looked at my patches of white skin and I wonder what he see's in me. He must see something cause he just spit on his friend for me. Oh I love him. Oh crap. Love. Love? This can't be love. I can't be seen with him. I'm not even supposed to have hear feelings for him. I know this is dangerous yet I still do it. Camille always says "Love can make you do some crazy things" I wonder if this was the 'crazy' she meant or if this was a bold move.

The front door flew open my the 4 came in. Isabella, her mother, LOTH(lady of the house),and Master.

"Someone quickly take my shoes off, you!" Isabella pointed at me and I went over and took of her shoes only to hit with an awful smell of vinegar and eggs. I hold my breath. I know this whore is not gonna try and get my man with no smelly feet like this. I moved on to her mother's shoes and It was worst. I could've died if I didn't hold my breath.

There was thumping from the steps and fits of laughter. I realized it was James' friend, leaving.
"Ohh who is that beautiful lady?"

"Isabella."

"This is the famous Isabella?! Please to meet you." They all kiss her hand. I vomit a little in my mouth.

"Yes the pleasure is all yours." Ugh. This whore. His friends leave and it's just the 5 of them. "Are we going back out?"

"Actually I'm quite tired." Master says. I guess they just came to drop off their bass for shopping.

"Oh come on dear"

"Oh James can you come please. It's a comedy play about slaves. Oh it's a must see." I flinch.

"No thank you. You guys have fun." He waves them off and after their wagon left, he waved for me to follow him upstairs. I looked at Camille and she shooed me off. I followed him into his bedroom. He lock the door.

"Was that the smell of her feet?!?" He asked. We burst into a fit of laughter. I nod my head and leaned on him. "Oh my poor baby. How did you live?" He cuddled my head.

"I don't know." I smiled and kissed him. He laid in his bed and pulled me in as well. Cuddled into his chest.

"I uh want to thank you for standing up for me today?"

"I knew you were gonna bring that up. Please don't before I throw a punch in the wall."

"Why do you hang with them?"

"It's a long story. I just want to talk about you today."

"Really?"

"Yeah do you have any siblings?"

"Nope. Just me."

"Parents?"

"Mother but my father was taken as a slave like 5 years ago."

"Really? Name?"

"AJ Collins."

"I'll buy him if he's ever being sold." My eyes gotten wider And I straddled his waist. I place kisses all over his face. "You're kissing every where except the place that I want."