Chapter 2
Ok, if you have read my other stories, then you know what's up. It's been forever since I have updated this story. Unlike my other stories I never made it past chapter 1 (lol how pathetic). Like my other stories I have worked on several chapters on and off but never got around to finishing them. I do plan on finishing this story by the end of the summer. Thank you so much for following, I really appreciate it. Enjoy!
Mercedes cried the entire journey to the Thomas cotton plantation. When they got there the slaves were leaving the field and heading towards their cabins.
The carriage came to a stop in front of a large white house, Charles picked Mercedes up and helped her out of the carriage. Mercedes wiped her eyes and her nose with her hands.
" Mercedes, welcome to the Thomas plantation, your new home"
Suddenly a boy not much older than mercedes, in tattered clothes came rushing up to them. The boy was so light skinned Mercedes couldn't tell if he was black or white."
"Noah, this is Mercedes the newest member of the family. Make sure she becomes well aquainted with the grounds"
" Yes, master Thomas"
Noah and Mercedes were left alone
"Hi" Noah said cheerfully
"Hi" Mercedes said sadly.
" I'm Noah Puckerman but everyone calls me 'puck' for short."
"Mercedes" she answered quietly
" No other family came with you?"
Mercedes shook her head "no" as a tear ran down her cheek.
" I'll look after you" Puck said as he held out his hand and smiled.
Mercedes just stared at his hand.
" Don't be afraid. I promise no harm will come to you if you stick with me."
Mercedes grabbed his hand.
" We'll start with the fields. This is a cotton plantation. Most of the slaves here work in the fields picking cotton from sun up to sundown. Have you ever picked cotton before?"
Mercedes shook her head 'no'
" That's okay, I'll show you how. Most of the children work in the fields."
" Over there is the barn where the horses are kept. The chicken coupe is next to it. Some of the smaller children collect the eggs. "
" Around the back of the barn is the whipping tree."
Mercedes stared at puck in shock.
" Massa has no tolerance for disobedience for anyone. Including kids."
Puck stopped and held both of her hands.
" Mercedes listen to me carefully. You need to be very carful around here. Do exactly what you are told and try to make as little mistakes as possible. Massa can be nice sometimes but he won't show mercy on you because you are a child or a girl. Girls get punished just as hard and as often as boys do. Do you understand."
Mercedes nodded 'yes'
"Good"
" Now over yonder is the overseer's cabin. Three brothers oversee the plantation for massa Thomas. Allen 'Big Al', Gerald 'Gerry', and Andrew 'Andy' shafer. Stay as far away from them as you can. You don't ever want to get caught messin up one of them. They take pleasure in given whippins to slaves. "
Mercedes grew afraid of the new place. She had a good life before she was sold, how could she survive this one?
" I'm gonna take you to the kitchen to meet miss Cora. She the head of the house nigger."
Noah guided her behind the big house to a back door.
"Evening Miss Cora"
" Why good evening Puck. and who do we have here?"
"This is Mercedes. She just got here."
"Well hi there Mercedes."
Mercedes hid behind Puck.
"She's a little afraid. She came here by herself." Puck explained.
" Well that's alright. There are plenty of us that got separated from our families at one point or another. You don't have to be afraid of us Mercedes. We are the least of your worries."
"I told Mercedes I will look after her."
"You better. I can tell just by looking at her she never had a hard days work. Let me guess, at your last plantation you where the master child's playmate."
Mercedes shook her head "yes"
"Well I suggest you get that out of your head right now. There is no such thing as special treatment on this plantation, and best believe you will find out very soon. "
Mercedes had a feeling that she was not going to like it here.
Welp that's chapter 2. I hope you guys enjoyed. Thank you so much for supporting this story.
