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She curled up in the soft red sheets as she closed her eyes tightly. It seemed like the kittens were already asleep since she didn't hear the familiar sound of their cries for their mother. Violetta bit her lip.. she didn't know what to do anyone. Of course her father wanted to help but she was too afraid to reach out and take it.. after all, it could just come tumbling down and she would end up in the same position she was in before, maybe even worse. Violetta didn't want to risk being betrayed like that again, she didn't want to let anyone else into her life to have the same thing happen. People said they weren't all the same, that they wouldn't do something like that.. but she had heard those same words from her fiance.

Burying herself under the various sheets, her face was expressionless, even a bit paler than it had been before. Even though she wasn't asleep, her eyes were still closed as she listened to everything around her. It was so peaceful.. so quiet... and yet she didn't feel anything, anything at all.

She sighed when she heard the pacing, she guessed that it was her father. "Come in." she said, loud enough for the person outside her door to come in. She sat up and leaned against the headboard. Her eyes opened, her bangs had moved and now her different colored eyes were both visible. She had found a bit of comfort in the silence, but it was never for long before she felt she was falling in some kind of an abyss. Placing her hands on her lap, she sighed as her stomach growled. She hadn't eaten anything in days due to the fact that she wasn't inspired to live life.. or motivated to do anything for that matter.

Wrapping her arms around her thin waist, she tilted her head back as Ebony jumped up onto the bed and sat down next to her, purring lightly. The only thing that kept her alive these days were her pets.. otherwise she would forever remain in her room.

She sighed when she realized it was Brandon. "Oh.. it's you.." she said quietly before pulling her knees up to her chest and resting her head on top of them. "Did you need something?" Violetta asked, tilting her head slightly to the right, making her bangs fall back over her green eye. No, he wouldn't answer her as usual, no matter what she asked. "Feel free to sit if you want." she told him, not really caring about anything at the moment. Slowly she got up off the bed as Ebony stretched.

Violetta moved over to her slave, it was odd to think of it that way but it was the truth. The tips of her fingers gently touched his chin. "You must be hungry." yes, she was hungry as well, but she didn't want to eat. Her voice didn't have any emotion to it at all though.. it was just soft, yet it could send chills down one's spine if she wanted it to. Moving over to the door, she opened it and leaned against the frame of it. Catching a nearby maid, she asked her to bring some food up for her, since if she told her that it was for her slave, the maid would surely bring scraps. After that, she closed the door and went back to sitting in the same spot she had been before on her bed.

He was surprised by her actions, she knew that much. Sighing, she quietly waited for the maid to come back. Violetta couldn't help but blink when he sat down next to her bed, near her. She had offered him to sit in a chair but she guessed he preferred to be on the floor though she couldn't figure out why. Shaking her head, she heard the soft knocking of the maid on her door a few minutes later. "Come in." she told her as the maid brought in a cart full of various food. Red and green grapes, fried chicken with rice, mashed potatoes, fish with different kinds of seasonings and so on. "Leave us." she told the maid since she had looked at the slave in a strange way.

Once the maid had closed the door behind her and Violetta was sure that she was gone. "Go ahead and eat." she told him as the smell of all the food filled the room, making her stomach scold her for not feeding it but she shrugged the feeling off, leaned back and closed her eyes. She knew that the cooks in the kitchen were excellent, her father had made sure of that. Brandon would enjoy the food, anyone would if it was offered to them but she didn't want any of it. There was no point in eating if she didn't want to stay in this world.

She laughed lightly when he refused the food, though it was a sad laugh. "You refuse?" she tilted her head in confusion. "But I know you're hungry." Violetta smiled a bit before getting up. Walking over to the cart, she picked up vine of grapes with one hand then went back to him. Kneeling down in front of him, she offered him the grapes. Plucking one off, she placed it between her index finger and thumb, giving it to him. "I don't want it." Violetta told him, her cold eyes had a hint of sadness to them. "There's more then enough food for the two of us if that's what you're worried about." she added as she looked into his rather beautiful eyes. They had the will to survive.. the will that she had lost.

She slowly brought the grape to his lips and gently pressed it against them with one finger on the other end. Yes, she was stubborn but he needed the food more than she did and besides, she didn't want it. In her other hand she still held the vine of dark red grapes. They were ripe and sweet, freshly picked as well. She finally sat down as she waited for him to accept the food. Perhaps he was stubborn as she was. Tilting her head to the side, she couldn't help remember a familiar scene that had been between her had her arranged fiance. It had been outside.. they both were rather happy, or he was pretending to be. There was food spread out between them and he hand plucked one of the grapes before bringing it to her lips with a smile. Of course she had accepted it then.. looking into his dark brown eyes.. she should have known better. She decided she would never hurt this slave in that way.. no human being deserved their heart to be ripped out and crushed like that.

"Stubborn, aren't you?" she told him as she smiled. He was continuing to refuse the food and she didn't understand why he wouldn't just take it. She simply didn't want it and a slave almost never cared for their master. Sighing, she gently took his hand into her own and slowly made the palm face up before placing the grapes into his hands. Her fingers that were near his lips moved away with the single grape before she slipped it past her own lips and chewed. "Satisfied?" she asked him before getting up. knowing that he wouldn't reply anyway. The scent of all the cooked food filled the room and taking a single breath of it could make even a full man's mouth water.

Getting up, she took a few steps back from him, feeling slightly dizzy due to the fact that she had basically been starving herself. Turning her back towards him, she readjusted her posture to that of an independent woman, or at least of one that wanted to be. It didn't last for long though. Her vision blurred and she stumbled a bit before placing her hand against the wall. Lowering her head, she closed her eyes, taking in a few deep breaths as she tried to regain her previous pose.

"Would you mind opening the window?" she asked him, her voice strained. She slowly slid down to the ground, planning on getting a glass of water as soon as she was able to stand. Yes, she was stubborn as well. Always determined to do things her way no matter what happened. It wouldn't surprise her if she fainted but she hoped it wouldn't since it would be rather embarrassing. It was strange that she was thinking about being embarrassed like that at a time like this but she didn't question her thoughts as she ran her fingers over her face, feeling a bit weak.

"Food?" she said lightly, laughing as well even though it was weak. She rested her head on his shoulder after she had opened her eyes. "Water would be nice." Violetta whispered softly, feeling sick and wanting to go to sleep at the same thing. It wasn't a good combination in her opinion. She slowly placed her arm around his neck, as if asking him to stay there without saying any words.