Hey! I hope you guys liked chapter two. It took me a while to figure out
where I was gonna take the story from there. But now I know exactly what's
gonna happen in the story. Thanks to CatWomen88 for the inspiration for
this story. You always did have the best ideas. Well...so without further
ado, here's chapter three. Enjoy! !!!
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Chapter 3: Aiva
It's early afternoon. I have just finished cleaning all of the windows in the entire building. Livia tells me to go to the marketplace to buy some more food for the week. (Thank the gods!) And, of course, I gladly get out of there as fast as I can; anything to get me out of that place I'm forced to call my home; and certainly anything to get me away from Livia for a while.
I walk the streets of Rome, the people all around looking at me as though I'm an insect they that want desperately to squish into oblivion, which is probably what they think of me as. They all know who I am. They all know I am a follower of Eli. And they all know that I'm now a slave belonging to Livia.
So, basically, they all think that, just because of all these factors, that they're better than me. When I was younger, I used to say to myself, "What right do they have to think such things of me? How dare they!"
...But oh well, not anymore. Nowadays, like I give a damn what those people think of me. They've never actually met me personally. They certainly don't really know me. They don't know what I'm like, or what kind of person I am. So what should I care if they look down on me because of my background? Screw them!
Anyways, so, I buy what I need to get from the marketplace and turn to head back 'home', when I all of a sudden see a familiar face in the crowd of people. The person quickly walks up to me and gives me a hug. "Aiva, how are you?" I ask her, actually smiling for once, which isn't very common with me.
"Fine. I'm doing just fine. And how about you, Myra? Is Livia in one of her moods again?" she replies to me, taking notice of the bruise that has formed on my elbow from when Livia threw me to the ground this morning.
"Oh yeah! Big time," I say to her, laughing.
Aiva is the one person in this world who understands me, who takes notice of me and cares about my well being, as well as what I think. She's the only friend I've got, and what a great friend she is, always helping me when I'm having a problem and other things like that.
She's the one I go to when I'm upset or hurt by what Livia does to me, both physically hurt and emotionally. It's just that, some of the things she says to my face tends to get to me. And when this happens, I just go off when I'm able to and find Aiva. She is my sanctuary, my confidant, my friend.
Thank the gods she's back in town! The week that she's been gone has been a nightmare. Without her around, Livia just thought that she could do anything she wanted towards me. See, when Aiva's around, Livia doesn't get the chance to go too far on me. Aiva usually always shows up and gets me out of there.
That's one of the perks to all three of us living in the same building; if someone screams, everyone else is gonna here. And, when it comes to Aiva, she'll come and get me the hell away from Livia before she can do any serious harm to me.
That totally sucks for Livia but like I give a damn. I'm not the one with a different reason to be angry with practically everybody I see pretty much every five minutes or so. What should I care?
We all live in the palace along with Octavius. It's just that our rooms are all in different wings of the palace. Livia stays in the east wing of the palace, Aiva in the west wing, Octavius in the south wing, and me in the cellar, which is near the north wing anyway. It's not really my favorite choice of residence but...ya know. Anyways...
"What happened this time?" Aiva sighs, putting an emphasis on the word 'this'. So, I tell her about what happened this morning as we both walk back to the palace. Boy, is Livia ever gonna be surprised to learn that Aiva's back in town! They absolutely hate each other. They can't stand to be in the same room without starting a major argument about one thing or another. This oughtta be fun!
"Are you kidding me? You overslept again?" she laughs as we walk in the door, this time putting an emphasis on the word 'again'.
"Yup, and I don't really think Livia's too happy about it," I reply, showing off my signature mocking sneer. "As usual, she completely went mental on me, but I think she had other things to do this morning. She told me that she was gonna 'deal with me later'. And you know what that means coming from her." I lead the way up the stairs to the main entrance hall, both of us laughing the whole way there.
"Yeah? Well, not while I'm around. Ya know I can't help you when she starts out, but I'm definitely gonna get her away from you if it gets out of hand again, which, believe me, it probably will knowing Livia," she says.
I nod in agreement as we start back towards the palace. I sigh in dismay at thinking of what was to come...
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It's really late and I've finally finished all of my chores. I was about to go to sleep, but I can here Livia's angry yell now, that booming "Myra! I know you're through you're your daily chores, so come in here now!"
That angry voice always stops me dead in my tracks. I can here her moving around in the other room now as I walk towards it. I want so bad not to go in, but I haven't got a choice. It'll only get worse if I don't do as I'm told now. So, I ignore my suddenly very strong urge to just run back to the cellar, and continue towards where Livia awaits me; from the sound of it, she's boiling mad.
"There you are," she says angrily as slowly and cautiously I walk into the room. The first thing I notice now is that Livia, just as I had suspected, has her hands balled into tight fists as usual. Boy, did I call that one or what?! 'Course, I know her like the back of my hand now so that is hardly a surprising aspect. "Come here," Livia orders me fiercely, her menacing eyes flashing right at me.
I hang my head as I do as I'm told, walking up to her and standing in front of her so that she is now towering over me. I stare at her shadow on the ground before me, not even daring look up at her unless she tells me to. All is completely silent for a few seconds; even though it is so quiet, it's oh so deafening. I can hardly bear it as I stand there, awaiting the fate that Livia has planned for me this night.
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Well, I told you that it was probably gonna get outta hand, and I looks like I was right. "Note to self: Find some way to prevent oversleeping...for good," I think to myself as I sit on the pile of rags in the corner of the cellar that I'm forced to call my bed, looking over the new wounds that now cover my body.
Livia has beaten me again. It went on for fifteen minutes until she grabbed a baton lying on the table in front of us to hit me with so as to give her fists a rest, only to be stopped in mid-strike by Aiva, who took me out of the room then. "That's enough, Livia," she'd said to my mistress as she guided me out of the room gently by my shoulders, making sure I was safely on my corner of the cellar before returning to her room for the night.
I sigh as I think about the look that Livia had fixed upon Aiva as we left, that look of complete hatred and spite that she always has when she sees her, thinking glumly at the fact that they used to be friends. Aiva's story is a long and confusing one indeed, and I still remember the day she told me everything, confiding in me all the deepest and darkest secrets that she's held inside for a long, long, long time...
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A/N: Well, there's chapter 3. I hope you liked it. Sorry it took me so long to finish this chapter; I just got back from vacation. Well, anyways...chapter 4 coming soon! Hope you like it, and hope you don't get confused with it. If you have any questions, plz feel free to ask me. Just, as always, NO flames plz. I'm doing the best I can here. Well...C ya later!
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Chapter 3: Aiva
It's early afternoon. I have just finished cleaning all of the windows in the entire building. Livia tells me to go to the marketplace to buy some more food for the week. (Thank the gods!) And, of course, I gladly get out of there as fast as I can; anything to get me out of that place I'm forced to call my home; and certainly anything to get me away from Livia for a while.
I walk the streets of Rome, the people all around looking at me as though I'm an insect they that want desperately to squish into oblivion, which is probably what they think of me as. They all know who I am. They all know I am a follower of Eli. And they all know that I'm now a slave belonging to Livia.
So, basically, they all think that, just because of all these factors, that they're better than me. When I was younger, I used to say to myself, "What right do they have to think such things of me? How dare they!"
...But oh well, not anymore. Nowadays, like I give a damn what those people think of me. They've never actually met me personally. They certainly don't really know me. They don't know what I'm like, or what kind of person I am. So what should I care if they look down on me because of my background? Screw them!
Anyways, so, I buy what I need to get from the marketplace and turn to head back 'home', when I all of a sudden see a familiar face in the crowd of people. The person quickly walks up to me and gives me a hug. "Aiva, how are you?" I ask her, actually smiling for once, which isn't very common with me.
"Fine. I'm doing just fine. And how about you, Myra? Is Livia in one of her moods again?" she replies to me, taking notice of the bruise that has formed on my elbow from when Livia threw me to the ground this morning.
"Oh yeah! Big time," I say to her, laughing.
Aiva is the one person in this world who understands me, who takes notice of me and cares about my well being, as well as what I think. She's the only friend I've got, and what a great friend she is, always helping me when I'm having a problem and other things like that.
She's the one I go to when I'm upset or hurt by what Livia does to me, both physically hurt and emotionally. It's just that, some of the things she says to my face tends to get to me. And when this happens, I just go off when I'm able to and find Aiva. She is my sanctuary, my confidant, my friend.
Thank the gods she's back in town! The week that she's been gone has been a nightmare. Without her around, Livia just thought that she could do anything she wanted towards me. See, when Aiva's around, Livia doesn't get the chance to go too far on me. Aiva usually always shows up and gets me out of there.
That's one of the perks to all three of us living in the same building; if someone screams, everyone else is gonna here. And, when it comes to Aiva, she'll come and get me the hell away from Livia before she can do any serious harm to me.
That totally sucks for Livia but like I give a damn. I'm not the one with a different reason to be angry with practically everybody I see pretty much every five minutes or so. What should I care?
We all live in the palace along with Octavius. It's just that our rooms are all in different wings of the palace. Livia stays in the east wing of the palace, Aiva in the west wing, Octavius in the south wing, and me in the cellar, which is near the north wing anyway. It's not really my favorite choice of residence but...ya know. Anyways...
"What happened this time?" Aiva sighs, putting an emphasis on the word 'this'. So, I tell her about what happened this morning as we both walk back to the palace. Boy, is Livia ever gonna be surprised to learn that Aiva's back in town! They absolutely hate each other. They can't stand to be in the same room without starting a major argument about one thing or another. This oughtta be fun!
"Are you kidding me? You overslept again?" she laughs as we walk in the door, this time putting an emphasis on the word 'again'.
"Yup, and I don't really think Livia's too happy about it," I reply, showing off my signature mocking sneer. "As usual, she completely went mental on me, but I think she had other things to do this morning. She told me that she was gonna 'deal with me later'. And you know what that means coming from her." I lead the way up the stairs to the main entrance hall, both of us laughing the whole way there.
"Yeah? Well, not while I'm around. Ya know I can't help you when she starts out, but I'm definitely gonna get her away from you if it gets out of hand again, which, believe me, it probably will knowing Livia," she says.
I nod in agreement as we start back towards the palace. I sigh in dismay at thinking of what was to come...
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It's really late and I've finally finished all of my chores. I was about to go to sleep, but I can here Livia's angry yell now, that booming "Myra! I know you're through you're your daily chores, so come in here now!"
That angry voice always stops me dead in my tracks. I can here her moving around in the other room now as I walk towards it. I want so bad not to go in, but I haven't got a choice. It'll only get worse if I don't do as I'm told now. So, I ignore my suddenly very strong urge to just run back to the cellar, and continue towards where Livia awaits me; from the sound of it, she's boiling mad.
"There you are," she says angrily as slowly and cautiously I walk into the room. The first thing I notice now is that Livia, just as I had suspected, has her hands balled into tight fists as usual. Boy, did I call that one or what?! 'Course, I know her like the back of my hand now so that is hardly a surprising aspect. "Come here," Livia orders me fiercely, her menacing eyes flashing right at me.
I hang my head as I do as I'm told, walking up to her and standing in front of her so that she is now towering over me. I stare at her shadow on the ground before me, not even daring look up at her unless she tells me to. All is completely silent for a few seconds; even though it is so quiet, it's oh so deafening. I can hardly bear it as I stand there, awaiting the fate that Livia has planned for me this night.
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Well, I told you that it was probably gonna get outta hand, and I looks like I was right. "Note to self: Find some way to prevent oversleeping...for good," I think to myself as I sit on the pile of rags in the corner of the cellar that I'm forced to call my bed, looking over the new wounds that now cover my body.
Livia has beaten me again. It went on for fifteen minutes until she grabbed a baton lying on the table in front of us to hit me with so as to give her fists a rest, only to be stopped in mid-strike by Aiva, who took me out of the room then. "That's enough, Livia," she'd said to my mistress as she guided me out of the room gently by my shoulders, making sure I was safely on my corner of the cellar before returning to her room for the night.
I sigh as I think about the look that Livia had fixed upon Aiva as we left, that look of complete hatred and spite that she always has when she sees her, thinking glumly at the fact that they used to be friends. Aiva's story is a long and confusing one indeed, and I still remember the day she told me everything, confiding in me all the deepest and darkest secrets that she's held inside for a long, long, long time...
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A/N: Well, there's chapter 3. I hope you liked it. Sorry it took me so long to finish this chapter; I just got back from vacation. Well, anyways...chapter 4 coming soon! Hope you like it, and hope you don't get confused with it. If you have any questions, plz feel free to ask me. Just, as always, NO flames plz. I'm doing the best I can here. Well...C ya later!