❤Majesty❤ - (2doc) Fanfiction

Chapter 15: Cracker

Short chapter that introduces Paula and her plans are not pleasant

The room was crisp and raised the hairs on the back of my neck. No one was here now and the room only smelt of medical cleaner and the faint scent of peppermint tea residue in the bottom of my cup. The King had royal duties to tend and I could tell Noodle was bored with repeating the same stories over and over to me. I have been connected to multiple machines for plenty of hours and the noises of them hummed to me as a low lullaby, the beeps giving a weak rhythm. The colorful lines tracing the beating of my heart, they peeked and formed mountain like images. Noodle had brought me my lyric book a few nights before, the texture of the paper soothing to my fingertips as I carefully pulled the pages away from each other. Chicken scratch and poorly made letters laid upon the faded blue lines. Sometimes when the King was stressed he'd come in and allow me to sing my new lyrics, giving me feedback and appreciation for the ones he believed were best (which was most). He'd fall asleep with his head on my lap and my fingers running over his neck and shoulders.

I was to be on bed rest until tomorrow morning, I grew excited to get out of the prison like bed. I wasn't paying attention when the door clicked open and let the warm smell of the castle slip within. The tapping of heels persuaded me to greet the person, which was expected to be a nurse. The woman who was making cautious strides towards me was not a nurse though. She was unfamiliar and gave me a strange feeling, one that I couldn't make out. The woman had jaggedly cut hair that framed her slender face. Plump lips that supported a red lipstick, something the other maids laid heavily on their own but hers was bolder. A little black mole sat just above the corner of her lip that was turned into a grin. Her eyes were narrow and staring directly as if she was an old friend who had wanted to see me for ages.

"Oi' ya need something?" I asked as I further observed her. The mysterious girl had a slim yet filled chest that pressed tightly at the seams of her dress. Her torso led into a small waist that was held out by her feminine hips. She did have a lovely silhouette and seemed as though she was to be friendly.

"Nothin! Just wanted to check on ya!" She chirped, her voice carried a nasally accent. My puzzled look continued as she perched herself on the side of my bed. Her lower back pressed against my thigh, making me uncomfortable. I could feel my anxiety begin to bubble up into my throat and clench my chest.

"Names Paula honey, Paula Cracker," So she was the one that made Murdoc cringe at the sound of her name. She put her hand out for me to kiss it, which I neglected to do and just shook it awkwardly.

"Stuart-"

"I know who you are hun! Everyone knows who you are." My cheeks quickly heated up as she chuckled. I continued to bring my limbs closer together as I shaped my body away from her.

"Yew the new maid, uh, right?" My voice expressed my nervousness; I was simply trying to understand why she was in the room and so close to me. She moved closer, inch-by-inch her face closed into mine.

"Relax stu! I ain't gonna bite cha'. An' yeah I am, this place is great! And mm'" Paula purred, "That king is quite the looker, ye' quite lucky to shag him huh?" I was shocked and my lips were parted, I couldn't believe what she was saying. It felt as if lava was oozing over my reddened face. I was considering pressing the 'panic' button. This whole situation was getting too much and her hand kept creeping up towards me. "I think ya' are the real prize though with that awesome' hair and charmin' looks." Her hand was now twirling the blue stands that hung near my ears. I felt frozen and urged myself to speak.

"Uh, I fink' ya' should go-"before finishing my sentence I recognized her lips fixed onto mine forcefully. Her tongue moved over the open space where my teeth were knocked out and it made my body shiver and a light moan to escape my throat. Realizing this I pushed her off with as much force I could, struggling to get her greedy lips away from me.

"We should do that' again" She cooed as she slipped away and quickly smacked her heels away, shutting the door quietly behind her. I wanted to yell and scream but she was gone within seconds. I slipped down deeper into the blanket, which now felt dirty, and her scent lingered, it smelt like chocolate and smoke. Groaning inwardly I realized I may have to tell Murdoc, he'd kill her within minutes of finding it out. Maybe Paula was just confused? Did a strange girl deserve death over this? I wasn't sure on what I was going to do. Laying my head back on the flat pillow I starred at the ceiling in thought, scarred of the route today was already taking.