Chapter 2.
For once he was enjoying life. He had got his own room with a nice little alcove to rest in. The girls brought him everything he asked for and his aching muscles were slowly but safely returning back to normal. He smiled satisfied and let a little green grape fall into his mouth.
He was about to eat another, when a little knock on the door interrupted him. He smirked and called "Come in."
It was Azmaria. She was carrying a pillow in her arms "Here is your second pillow My Lord." She said with her shy little voice and gave it to him. She was about to leave when he grabbed her hand. He pulled her gently over to him and whispered "You're a nice little girl... what made you want to be a Nun?"
She blushed slightly "I... I have always been a great believer in Angels and you My Lord... since I was a little girl," she replied "The start of my life hasn't been very pleasant... so I gave the rest of it to the church."
"What about Devils? Are they part of your life too?"
"No My Lord, Devils are creatures of wickedness and evil... they are trying to poison people's minds and try to tempt them to Sin," She said "I only trust in God."
He nodded in understanding, even though he really didn't care much about it "That is very wise of you my Child. Go now Dear, I don't need more at the moment."
Azmaria nodded with a smile "Thank you Lord." She said, then exited the room.
He leaned back comfortably against his now two pillows and smirked "Quite interesting really... let's see how resistant such sweet Nuns really are. Tempting Devils indeed."
Rosette was in the church. The damages looked far worse now in daylight. It looked horrible. The Cross was still covered in blood, so was the floor. The roof had a big hole in it and all the debris lay spread out across the altar and the aisle. This would take weeks to repair.
Azmaria appeared a few minutes later "Oh my... what are we going to do Rosette?" she asked sadly. Rosette shook her head "We need to find someone to repair it," she replied quietly "And it's impossible to hold the next Mass here..."
"We'll have to let the next Mass be held in the closest church from here... the older people who live in this area can't travel too far."
Rosette nodded. She was quiet for a little while, until she turned to the younger girl "Could you go into town and find someone to fix this? I can clean away the debris meanwhile."
Azmaria nodded "Of course I can." She smiled "I'll be back soon." She hurried back out the door; Rosette looked after her with a warm smile. When the little Silver head was gone, she turned her eyes back to the cross. She folded her hands together and started a Prayer, asking for forgiveness and for clearness.
"Why are you praying there while I'm right here?" a male voice spoke, cutting her off. She spun around slowly and saw him sitting in the first row of seats. He had one arm casually laid over the back of the seats and one leg over the other.
"Forgive me, Lord... I thought you were resting." Rosette replied and looked down.
He smirked "Isn't it a Sin to lie young Sister?" he asked, getting up from the seat. The blonde looked ashamed now "I-I..." she began, but couldn't finish her sentence.
He stepped up in front of her and lift her chin "You still don't trust me do you?"
She didn't answer him; she just avoided looking at him. He smiled "How can I make you trust me my Dear?" he asked, releasing her chin and grabbing her hand instead. She used her freedom to look away "I'm sorry My Lord..." she whispered ashamed.
"Tell me... what is it that made you want to become a Nun?" The question made her wince slightly; though still enough that he noticed it. She shook her head "It was the only thing left for me." She answered "Please don't ask me more about it."
"Of course." He let go of her and stepped back "You should tell someone about it though... it will eat you up from within if you carry it around with you the whole time." Then he left. Rosette faced the Cross once more "It's too painful for me to tell you..." she whispered, then started cleaning up.
He was walking towards his room "I am such a softy." He sighed dramatically. He entered the room took off his shirt and lay down in the alcove, arms behind his head. He scratched his scarred chest lightly, looking thoughtful "It's no use if she only halfly trusts me..." he mumbled, then smirked "Why do I worry? I can be quite trustworthy if I want to... I have enough practice in that after all. I just need to give her time."
(Some time later)
Azmaria came back from town. She told Rosette that someone would come early the next morning to take a look at the roof. Rosette smiled happily "Oh thank God, then the Mass might take place here anyway."
"I certainly hope so." The little girl said "A man told me he would send a team out to us tomorrow morning and that they would start working on it right away."
Rosette was happy to hear that. It pained her to see the church in such a bad shape.
Later that evening she had to bring the dinner to their unearthly guest. She had both her hands full as she was carrying a tray with warm food and a bowl of fruits. No apples of course.
She knocked on the door with her foot and waited. She heard him call "Come in!" before she entered. She immediately avoided looking at him. His shirt and trousers lay on the floor, while he lay in bed, his bottom part luckily covered by a duvet. He smirked "Don't worry, I'm not all naked." He called amusedly.
"I'm sorry My Lord." She muttered and placed the tray on his nightstand "Here are the fruits you ordered... and I brought you some soup and some bread." She stepped back and stood straight. Her hands were folded together in front of her, her head bowed down out of embarrassment.
"What's wrong my Dear?" he asked after a few sips of the soup. His eyes had not once left her.
"I... I want to apologize for not trusting you..." she mumbled. He smiled and set the bowl with soup back onto the tray "Come here my Child." He said and held out a hand for her. She glanced up shortly and stepped closer. He grabbed her hand and pulled her over, so she sat on the bed.
Her face was burning red out of embarrassment; he after all still was only covered by a duvet.
"Is there anything you want to tell me?" he whispered. Her head drooped further "No My Lord..."
"Are you sure?"
Her lips started to quiver slightly and she shook her head. He was stroking her cheek gently by now "Sadness is engulfing you like a mist my Dear," He whispered "I see the unshed tears in your eyes." He leaned in a little and whispered softly "Tell me!"
Then and there she broke out into sobs. Tears flowed freely down her red cheeks and she buried her face in her hands.
His arms wrapped around her shoulders and pulled her into a comforting hug "What have you kept secret for so long?" he asked softly, patting her back. She only cried harder at that question "Don't ask me more please!" she cried "please..."
He granted her her wish and held her so long, until her sobs became soft hiccups. In the end she sat upright, brushing the remaining tears away with her sleeve "Forgive me My Lord..." she whispered.
He smiled "Feeling better now? You know you can always come to me if you need someone to listen."
She nodded "Thank you My Lord..." she took his hand and placed a humble kiss upon it. He smirked "I see you trust me more."
She stood and bowed slightly "If you don't need more, I will go to bed My Lord." She said.
He smiled "Sleep well my Dear. May your dreams be pleasant." He replied.
She smiled and exited the room. He was looking at the door for a while, then he decided to continue his dinner before he would turn in as well. As dessert he ate some more grapes and a banana "This sure is an interesting place." He mumbled in between bites. He lift a few of his long purple strands "And I definitely need to get cleaned up a little."
AN: I started writing on Parent's Visit... and then suddenly, in the middle of it all... I ran out of ideas for it... -.-
I'll still upload a chapter for it... but it will probably be one of the last of my stories -.-'
I hope you're satisfied with this one then ^^ next chapter will hopefully be for 'Undercover'.
Until next chapter.