“I don’t know,” I admitted and shifted slightly, making the chains rattle. By the look on her face, my answer was not good enough, and her gaze pushed me to continue. “When you were passed out in my bed, I had to check you for wounds and I cared for you, made you drink, let you sleep. You were my responsibility. After that, I wanted to get to know you, I made excuses to come closer to you, but when you left me the note, I decided to stop. For both our sakes. After you searched me again, and you kissed me, I didn’t care about anything else,” I admitted.
“Is that why you abandoned our date?”
I smiled, realising that she had been expectant, probably waited for me for a while and I disappointed her. The fact that she cared enough to ask for an explanation filled me with hope.
“There was an incident in the district, a fire in the Northern area, near my home. I had to help. It took several days,” I grimaced at the memory, the sight of the fire and pain making my skin prickle.
“Why are you…” the question was stopped by a noise coming from the electronic device laid out into the kitchen. Anwen rose and ran towards it, at the sight of the screen her face illuminated. She grabbed the device and brought it back onto her chair, making it sit on her lap. She released the iron weapon onto the table between us. “If you make any noise at all…” she looked threatening towards the pipe.
I nodded. “Understood.”
She proceeded to make herself comfortable while the noise sounded on repeat from the machine, until she touched something and made it stop.
“Hey sexy,” another female voice came from the device.
“Hey you,” Anwen answered, smiling carelessly.
They were talking through the machine, I came to understand, and by the way Anwen made faces and played with her hair in front of the screen, they could see each other. I remained quiet and started looking at the paintings displayed around the walls, not having much to do and not wanting to interfere more than I already was, in a private conversation.
The fact that I remained tied up and held prisoner, still under threat made me feel better about intruding in women’s conversation, after all, the indiscretion was not my fault or my choosing. I looked out the window and saw moonlight behind the curtains, I hadn't realised it had been a day since I was here.
I came by in the evening and could remember some bits of daylight throughout the pain in my head. Her hit, combined with the head injury, the iron chains and my lack of sleep in the previous days must have knocked me up completely.
“So how is it going with that Ansgar fellow? Any news?” My attention shifted as I heard my name escape the other woman’s mouth. Anwen remained paralysed, her eyes wide as she threw a threatening look at me, reminding me not to make a sound.
“Nothing much to tell, honestly,” she replied nonchalantly as if I wasn’t even there.
“No more dirty dreams since the kiss then?” her friend pushed and I wanted to give this woman a gift for making Anwen have this conversation in front of me. I laid back onto the sofa, making myself comfortable and awaited her reply.
“No, not really, how’s your tour?” she tried to bypass the answer.
“Excuse me, my darling, but I don’t believe you,” the woman responded. “You touch yourself at the thought of the man, then kiss him and now you expect me to believe it all disappeared all of a sudden?”
My jaw dropped, actually dropped as Anwen’s cheeks turned bright red. I needed to make sure that this woman, whoever she was, got rewarded for the precious information she let escape.
Anwen’s face did not shift from the device, she didn’t even dare lift her stare to face me or even look in my direction as I tried to contain a big proud smile from painting my face. Tried, not succeeded.
“Cressi, I’ll call you another day, I`m in the middle of something now,” was all she managed to say as she waved at the screen.
“Fine, fine. Go do your thing. Love you sexy.” This woman was my new favourite human in existence.
Anwen waved goodbye and closed the device, then hopped from the chair directly into the kitchen, where she remained for a long while. My content self-enjoyed the small victory, learning that she wanted me. Knowing that she touched herself thinking about me made my organs twitch and even though my limb circulation was very poor with the chains, my body still managed to get enough blood to raise desire in between my legs. I tensed my form and tried to break free from my ties, wanting to run into the kitchen and touch every single part of her, but I was not strong enough to break them. Hopefully within a few hours, my energy levels would improve and I could break free into her arms, if she still wanted me.
“Anwen?” I broke the silence after allowing my body enough time to process the information and release extra blood accumulations. The last thing I wanted was for her to find me like that, especially since she felt visibly uncomfortable.
“Anwen, please,” I called after her. “I need water.”
A lie, I could go a week without water and several without food, it was part of the training. I even held competitions with my brothers to see who could fast the longest and I won twice, until Mother found out and had us force fed for the following weeks.
I heard her shifting and the fridge opened and closed as her steps echoed closer to me. She exited the kitchen carrying a glass of water and a metal straw which, without even looking at me, held close to my mouth, allowing me to drink.
“Thank you,” I said after I finished drinking and released the straw from between my lips. “There is pizza if you are hungry,” she barely replied, retreating into her safe area.
“Please, thank you.” The smell of melted cheese flooded my nostrils as Anwen approached with a plate of deliciousness which she placed on the table next to me.
“I can't touch anything,” I complained, lifting my tied hands for her to see.
“I am not removing those chains,” Anwen glared at me for the first time.
