Chapter 7 ^.^ <333
Anya P.O.V
Its been a hard exhausting day and its not even 2 o'clock yet. Right now i'm doing the rooms,carefully dusting and polishing because sadly last night i heard the screams of pain from a poor girl and shouting, a person which was likely to be Bruno,screaming things like:
"You daughter f vermin,how do call this clean!? Then how come there is still dust on the mantelpiece!?"
"Look at me in the eye when im talking to you!"
And all the while the girl was sobbing and saying over and over again "please forgive me,please please forgive me!". It was all quiet disturbing.It was enough to scare me into paranoia about doing a perfect job. As i was putting and folding shirts into assorted drawers and one of the two wardrobes in one of the many changing rooms which were covenant for a quick change after a maybe muddy practice,a slightly muddy looking Kurt walked in only in his army pants,heavy black boots and a tightly fitted white tank top. Yet it still made me wonder why he still had his officer cap on. From what i have seen all soldiers in physical training where a helmet. Though he looked incredibly handsome,his muscles defined and toned but not huge biceps that are so huge they look freaky no,just strong arms that are secure and made you feel safe,i should know. He looked surprised when he seen me but i had promised myself that i would give him the cold treatment for behaving so badly with me. He was quite frankly an evil prick.
"Oh hello Anya,didn't see you there."
How can he talk so normally,friendly even when he treated me like muck just 24 hours ago? I glared at him. I had become quite good at doing glaring over the years because having an annoying little sister teasing you about boys and so on. Oh god. I suddenly felt my eyes tear p just thinking about it,the familiar ache in my chest returned when i had been so comfortably numb just blocking out all these feelings. Tears started to pour down my cheeks and i shut my eyes desperately trying to block out too many painful memories. I felt two strong arms wrap around me but i hastily tried to pull them off but they kept their hold.
"Anya,please open your eyes,please?" Kurt said softly
I got one hand free and wiped the tears away and looked into a pair of deep ocean blues.
"Are you alright?" He asked,wiping a stray tear away.
We were so close,noses touching,me smelling a minty breath mixed with my own. We stared into each others eyes for about a minute and then ever so slow started to lean in. What on earth was he doing! He was so confusing,first he was treating me like dirt,like the others did and now he was trying to kiss me!? I mean i'm not a virgin to kissing or anything its just that he was whaler different person,in another world far away from me,i mean this shouldn't be happening! I was just beginning to realise the enormity of what was happening here. Before his lips could come any closer i shook him off and said hurriedly
"I'm so sorry sir,must be getting on" and ran away as fast as my legs would carry me. I couldn't believe what had just happened. I mean it was pretty wrong and in all aspects of it not one of it is logical. But then again i couldn't help but feel flattered he tried to kiss me and on pure HUMAN impulse i wanted to kiss him back. It was an impulse thing,something that felt natural to me,like breathing but then i suddenly realised what the hell was happening and came back to logic. I am going to keep carrying on like nothing had happened and go and polish the brass now,yes thats just what i'll do,polish the un-kissable brass,innocent and non-sweet-talking. Peace at last i thought as i polished away...
*Two hours later*
Okay,my arms are totally done in. All my fingers are stiff and sore from being in the same position polishing for a good two hours,i barely ate the bread i was given because i could barely move my fingers to receive it. I'm making my way down to the kitchen to prepare the dinner. The kitchen was nice,all silver worktops and white walls and floor. Stefan,a old man who was recently brought here was now peeling carrots over the silver sink. Others very busying themselves with chopping and cutting,grating and mixing.
"Whats all this,i thought we were only cooking for the family tonight?" i asked Dara
"Change of plan" She said quickly "hey could you please chop these onions and put them in the stew? I'll take over from there but i will have to ask you to serve along with angelica and stefan,i'll make the dessert with mark and sara'"
I nodded and then grabbed a knife and started chopping busily. I poured the mixture into the gravy and mea before stirring and added pinches of different spices. Dara soon came hurrying up to me and shooed me away telling me to get the fine china bowls for all the main soldiers would be dining here tonight except the children,who had already ate. Just the genera and his troupes. I helped serve the hot steaming stew into the fancy bowls and went out to serve them with stefan and angelica. I don't know where i get my energy from nowadays,i survive on barely nothing yet every morning i rise at 5:30 on the dot and when i lift my top up i can just about see a clear outline of my ribcage. Another thing that worries me is my scar,when i looked yesterday i realised small red spots were all around it and the scar was dangerous red colour. Its properly infected but with so much that had gone on i hadn't noticed it was inflamed like a red fire and itched against the dirty cloths i wore until that exact moment. As i carried two bowls at a time the scar itched uncomfortably. Around the dark wood table,grand and smooth were all different soldiers, The old man who gave me "The ground rules" when i had first come here sat at the top of the table in an official high power uniform,with Kurt beside him and Bruno beside Kurt,there were other soldiers who lined the rest of the tables perimeter. We served them in silence,nervous incase we slip up and have to face the terrifying consequences. After the serving of the stew we went back into the kitchen and stefan went back out with the wine. We were putting the finishing touches when a loud voice screeched
"HOW DARE YOU,YOU FILTHY PIECE OF FILTH! YOU STUPID STUPID ASS!!!"
And then we heard soft whimpering of apologies and then a door being closed. But the walls were not enough to keep the sound of the harsh beating of fist to skin and the blood curdling cries of Stefan as he was being thrown around like a rag doll. Our instincts wanted to go in there and rip teem apart and help him but our sense told us that we would all be killed if we fought. We carried the plates of trifle through like nothing had happened and that we could not hear the loud hollow thump on the floor that sounded like a body hitting the would or could not see a soldier come out of the room slightly ruffled and was telling someone in german to go and get the body. I'm only guessing he told them that because he kept pointing to the door as he said it. I noticed what had caused all this disruption,a glass of spilled wine. The red staining the table almost proudly,reminding us all what had just happened. Kurt's eyes locked with mine for a few seconds but then looked away and i could feel a sort of quivering in my stomach again,which what always happens after he looks at me. Again we served,the soldier gloating about how he kicked stefan's ass and that the old man was begging for mercy. Cold heartless bastard. After dinner when the men all went to the drawing room for cigars and brandies,we were clearing away everything i came across a note that said in fine curly letters said
"Read me"
carefully set it my pocket and would wait until everyone had gone to bed. It was about 10 o'clock when Stefan had came staggering in. He had a black eye and was breathing heavily. He looked weak and older than ever and i immediately felt a rush of pure hate to that soldier,i hope he rots in hell. Stefan was shaking and kept spluttering apologies to no-one in particular just pure fear still etched in his eyes. We soon managed to calm him down and get him to sleep and soon after that everyone soon resigned to their separate bunks.
"Hey Anya can you please blow the candle out?" Dara asked
" Sure,just let me check something first"
She nodded and headed off to her bunk. I slowly took the note out my pocket and held it up to the light
"Meet me outside of the house at midnight,i will be beside the rose bush-K
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