Chapter 18
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I was sitting in the garden and braiding Pisces' hair when I felt the presence behind me.
The sun wasn't visible today. Dark clouds were covering the light and the heat of the sun. It was cold outside. I removed my pink top and wore a green sweater and a matching beanie. I also borrowed some clothes from Milo for Pisces. To my surprise Milo's clothes fit Pisces perfectly, he's not that scrawny.
Pisces was wearing a black long sleeved shirt and blue baggy jeans which he chose for himself. He was making a tiara of flowers as I was combing and now braiding his hair.
After all the knots were out, I figured out his hair is quite soft and long causing it to fall in his eyes. Therefore he he always licks his hands and wets his hair and keeps it behind.
I used a pocket knife I found in Pisces' old pants to cut the hair from the front and from the sides so that they don't tickle his ears. Believe me, I know how it feels when your hair tickles your ears. You feel like there's an ant or something walking in your ear. It's irritating.
So, I braided the ends of his red hair after finishing my work. That is, picking up berries . As Pius said, Pisces really helps in everything I do.
He held the basket as I picked the berries. He carried the tea cups to the dinning room. He held my hand as I walled down the stairs. And held my hair as I was braiding it. He's sweet. I've already started liking him.
I set the comb down, satisfied with my work.
"Turn around." I told him.
He turned , still sitting indian style. I cupped his face and examined his wound.
"I don't have any scar healing cream or-" I was saying but he made a sound in his throat and took my hand.
Then he spat in it.
My face scrunched up in disgust.
"Ewww. That's gross. Your not supposed to do that." I said and was about to throw the spit away.
Pisces made some noises and pointed to his scar and then to his spit in my hand.
He meant to say that I apply it on his face? Okay.
I poked my finger in his spit and started applying it on his scar. After finishing, the scar turned black and then blue, disappearing into his own blue skin.
"Why couldn't you do that then?" I asked throwing the spit away.
He thought for a while. Then looked at me with his beautiful eyes. "Ewww." He said, his voice scratchy and cracky. I laughed.
He smiled. No. He grinned. Showing me his pointy teeth and two extra teeth in the front corner of his mouth.
I laughed even more and then I felt an presence behind me. Pisces looked at the person with he grin still plastered on his face.
The person laughed. A heavy smooth voice. The voice of Pius.
I turned to look at him. He smiled at me and sat beside me on the bench.
Pius looked at Pisces. "Why don't you go play in the garden?" He said to him.
Pisces gave me the beautiful tiara of flowers and said:
"Ewww." And he crawled away towards the pond beside the tree.
"Ewww?" Pius asked.
"Yeah. His first word." I said as I put the tiara on my head because I noticed two sea green eyes staring at me from the pond. As soon as the tiara was on my head, the red head disappeared under the water.
"He seems to like you. A lot. " Pius said. And for a moment I saw jealousy flash in his eyes. But it was gone as soon as it came.
"He's sweet. And he helps me a lot. I like him too. But not in a romantic way." I said chuckling.
Pius signed. Was that relief?
"I thought you liked him romantically and would ask me to let you both mate. And then you'd have children. Little demonic children playing around. " he said with resentment.
"You don't like children?" I asked.
"What do you think?" He asked me.
"I don't know about you. But I love them. I always wanted a child. To give it the love I didn't get. To call my own. Have at least someone as family. But I don't think I'm going to have that now." I said dreamily.
Pius plucked a flower from my tiara and put it to his nose inhaling his smell.
"You can still have that." He said looking at the sky.
"After I'm bored with you, I'll bring another slave for myself. Then you can mate with another slave and have a child. " he said.
"A relationship is made up of love, Pius. There is no relationship without love. If I want a child, I want it from love not from séx. " I said.
"You have big expectations for a slave." He stated.
"They are made up from the life I've seen. My mom and dad had to get married because mom got pregnant with my brother. Their relationship was made up of séx and not love, that resulted in cheating and abusive behaviour. I don't want to end up like my mom. And if I'm not getting love, if I can't have a child of my own then maybe I can adopt a child. I'd love him as my own. Give him the love his parents couldn't give him." I said thinking of the possibility.
It seemed so real and at the same time like a dream. It was perfect. And I wanted to believe it was going to happen. But Pius was right, I have big expectations and what am I? A Slave.
"But your my Slave." Pius said reading my thoughts. "And with me, everything is possible. You just have to wait for a little longer." He said and held my hand.
"It's going to rain. Let's go inside. The seamstress is waiting for us there. We're gonna get you a dress. Something that can match your beauty."
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