Spilling Our Blood

Chapter 5: Uncertain

The next day, i was awoke very early, i saw Lyn shaking me slightly, Urging me to open my eyes. When i did, i saw Simon, who picked me up and helped me to my feet, then i saw Lyn open the curtains, letting in the early morning sunrise, that filled the small room. And so, i looked around in curiosity, for i didn't see the room very well that night. I saw that the walls were plain, dull white, with chipping paint peeling off at the corners of the ceiling. The beds were small matresses, with the sheets barely tucked neatly underneath them. Pillows were very worn, and they didn't look comfortable at all, and the room had small holes in the ceiling, which could definitely let in water if it rained. "Today you need to listen to everything i say, i don't have time to explain anything, just this...whatever Madame says, you do. She isn't merciful if mistakes are made, please follow her wishes, i cant bear seeing both of you witness what i have." She said, and i could see the worry in her eyes when she was saying it.

I looked around again, and on one of the mattresses, i saw clothes, probably what me and Simon were supposed to wear, mine was a small white shirt, and a skirt with straps for the shoulders. Simons were pants, and the same kind of shirt...

So then after a while, we went downstairs into the hall way, we walked just a few more meters towards another large door at the end of the hall, which opened. I saw that man again, the man whom i saw that looked like a butler the first time me and Simon came here, and he still looked frayed. He looked at both of us, " So today is your first day of training, i need you both to do what i ask, alright, I am Matthew, i am butler to your Mistress." He said to us in a calm, steady voice. We nodded, and so we followed him out into that garden again, but to my surprise, Lyn didn't follow.

We walked through the garden slowly, while the man was giving instructions and rules of the household, even though i wasn't barely listening. I was too enclosed in the thought of what that Mistress was like, i knew she was wealthy for she had all these beautiful things, but what i was questioning was if she was actually cruel or nasty, and if she had some memorial trauma...because almost all of her things and belongings were Red and Black, and even the garden, there was nothing but red roses in it, there was no variety at all. And even most of the paint in the mansion, red and black. After a while, we went back into the mansion, there i saw that woman again, she was walking down the hall, looking vainly at the paintings on the walls.

She then saw us, and Matthew took a low bow in respect. I stood nailed to the spot, i didn't know whether i would talk or keep my mouth shut, i looked up at Simon, who and most of the same expression. She then walked towards us, making me even more nervous than ever.

what if she scolds us for staring at her? What if she hurts us?

The thought made me want to run away from her, but i couldn't do that, i couldn't leave Simon. We weren't going to move an inch, and i definitely knew that she was about to tell us something...i just knew. "Well, have you learned anything yet?" She asked me, with that unsettling smile on her face. " Mistress, i was explaining to them the laws of the house, as you wished ", Matthew said to her, saving us from the trouble of answering her question.

" I see" ...those were the last words she said, then she just walked away from us, with a smirk forming at Simon before she did. I hated the way she would look at him, not because it was making Simon feel uncomfortable, which was also a reason i didn't like her, but the feeling of her being suspicious, as if she was hiding something that could do or even hurt Simon for some reason...i hated the way she looked at him, but still i had to put up with her, i couldn't leave, if i would do...i would not be able to help myself on the streets, and i could possibly even get killed by some people, but if not...i could get used and abused by everyone. I knew i had to stay, my life depended on it.

Later that day, the tours and instructions concerning the house continued, i wasn't listening all that well anyway, i was to busy thinking about that "Mistress" Matthew was being so nice to...but there was one thing i was sure of...She wasn't up to anything good concerning me and Simon.