Enslaved || h.s

12

Georgia had felt the atmosphere around Mrs. Styles change. She had been so nice to her before but now she barely looks at her. Maybe she should have just used her hands.

Georgia was outside, on the front porch, watering the plants with a spray bottle filled with water. It was a pretty hot day. She felt her clothes start to cling to her body. Georgia didn't mind though since she has been in worse weather. A little heat wasn't anything to her.

She continued to spray water on the green plants, thinking about how nice and pretty they'll grow up to be.

"Phew, it's really hot out here", a voice said. Georgia looked a little to her left and saw Harry coming from beside the house. When did he get outside?

Georgia stared at him. His white shirt was now see through from all the sweat it collected and she saw his fit body underneath it.

Georgia turned back to her plants and continued to water them. He sure is mighty fine, she thought. She heard footsteps walking in the grass, and then began walking up the stairs of the porch.

"Hey, Georgia", Harry said. Georgia turned around and saw Harry a little too close to her and without a shirt on, his right hand holding onto the wet thing. His body was glistening with sweat. Georgia looked down to her right.

"Hi, Mr. Styles. What brings you out here today?", she asked. Harry leaned on his side and sighed.

"Well, I was trying to freshen up the garden for you so your work load won't be all that bad. I just didn't expect for it to get this hot", he explained. Georgia nodded.

"Thank you, sir. That was very kind uh you", she said, feeling a little shy around him.

He chuckled.

"No problem", he said. He stared at her for a second and saw how shy she was acting. She was avoiding eye contact.

Suddenly the front door opened. Georgia and Harry both turned toward it. It was Mrs. Styles.

Georgia turned back to the plants and began watering them, slight fear kicking in.

"Harry, what in the world are you doing with no shirt on in front if her? The neighbors might get the wrong idea", she said. Georgia thought. What could be so wrong about it? He wouldn't possibly do anything out in the open.

"And plus you shouldn't show your body to a slave. They might get unholy thoughts", she said. Georgia bit her tongue. She would never disrespect him like that. Why would she say that?

"Servant, mother. She's a servant", he corrected.

"Yeah, yeah. Here, I brought you some lemonade", she said. She handed Harry a ice cold glass of lemonade.

"Thank you, mother", he said. Mrs. Styles smiled and kissed his cheek, giving it a little pat afterwards. She then went back inside the house. Harry began to drink the lemonade.

Goergia was a bit jealous that he got something to drink and she didn't. But then again she was also jealous of these plants who were soaking up all the water she was giving them. She laughed at herself in her head.

"Geoegia, come sit with me, please", Harry said. Georgia turned around and saw Harry walking to a chair. She placed the spray bottle down on the porch floor and walked to a chair next to Harry.

She sat down and placed her hands in her lap. Harry looked at her. The sun hit her perfectly and she looked like an angel. With her yellow sunflower dress on and her glowing dark skin. Harry thought she was perfect.

"Would you like some lemonade?", he asked her. Georgia looked up at him and nodded a little. Harry picked up his glass and handed it to her. She looked suprised.

"Drink", he said. Georgia slowly grabbed the cold glass and looked at the delicious yellow drink. She brought her lips to the straw and took a small sip. She felt herself cool down instantly and tasted the fresh lemons. She took another sip and began to drink the contents until it was just ice. Her dry, parched throat was finally satisfied.

When she looked at the cup and found no more lemonade was left, a look of fear came on her face. She turned to Harry. He had a smile on his face.

"I'm so sorry, Mister. I didn't eve' mean to-", she got out.

"It's fine, Georgia. I already had some. And plus, I only got that lemonade so you could drink it", he said. Georgia looked down at the glass. Georgia thought that Harry was too sweet to her. She hadn't done anything and yet Harry was nothing but nice to her.

"Thank you, sir", she said, a small smile setting on her face. Harry nodded.

"Alright, leave that glass there on the table. I'm going to go finish preparing the garden for you in the back", Harry said. Georgia nodded and stood up when Harry did.

"Thank you, Georgia", he said. She was confused.

"For what?", she asked.

"For being you", he said. He disappeared beside the house.