Finding Cloe

Beaner-Bop

A/N: Still writing.

Disclaimer: HA!

Chapter Four: Ugly

(Rest of it)

Dinner was what came next. Cloe was acting so weird…but Ved never had much of a chance to think about it. Everything here kept moving at such a fast pace he barely had time to do anything. The girl (Allison) that surprised him when he first came here was who came to get him. When the knock came on the door he watched as Cloe got a panicked looked on her face and went to answer the door before he had a chance to even move to it.

Allison walked in, completely ignored Cloe and smiled at him, handing him a formal white shirt and black pants with socks and black shoes. She smiled at him.

"You need to wear these to dinner." She handed them to him, then came up to him and kissed his cheek slowly, letting her lips linger.

He heard a slight whimper, slight growl from the other person in the room and stepped back, looking at Cloe guiltily.

To his surprise, Cloe wasn't looking at him, she was looking at Alli (what she told him to call her) with nothing short of hatred in her eyes.

Alli crossed her arms over her chest and tapped her foot as she looked at the girl.

"You still aren't trained yet, why the hell not? You've been with us for nearly over a month, and you still aren't broken." Alli sniffed. "You're not good enough to be used as a doormat - not fit to walk on." Ved stood rooted to where he was, hardly believing all the girl was saying to Cloe…Not even Ram had gone this far…at least not this far and had results.

She went over to Cloe and slapped her, sending the other girl reeling to the side, her to light body not able to take much force of the slap. Ved moved into action but Alli stopped him.

"Don't let your heart get in the way. It will only slow you down here." She told him before turning and smiling again. "Dinner is in an hour and a half. You might want to start getting presentable now." She leaned over and this time tried to get his lips but Ved turned just a little bit so she got his cheek again.

She pulled back, disappointed but smiled at him brightly again and waved.

"See you at dinner, Ved!" She turned and left the room, but before she did, she made a quick detour and kicked Cloe in the stomach, making the other girl sputter and cough in pain. Alli shook her head. "Serves you right." She said, before finally escorting herself out. The second she was out, Ved ran to Cloe and fell to his knees, softly turning her over and inspecting the spots he knew had to be hurting.

"God, Cloe, I'm so sorry - I don't know why I didn't stop her when I had the chance - the chances! I had more than one, I'm so sorry Cloe…" He told her over and over - Cloe never answered him but he kept talking to her anyway, needing to hear something so he didn't panic. Silence…that would have made it worse.

He touched her cheeks lightly before shaking his head. He picked her up under her knees and armpits and carried her to the bed. She began squirming away from him the second her back hit the mattress.

"Cloe, stop that…" He whispered, still looking at her face, trying to determine the damage of Alli's slaps. The girl shook her head and began whimpering something. He had to lean down to hear what it was.

"Not allowed, bed is good - strings to good for me, but Mistress was nice. I get string - no bed. Not good, I'm bad." She kept mumbling these things under her breath and Ved watched in horror as he saw Cloe begin to punish herself. She had somehow managed to get her head closer to the headboard and began hitting her head on it, harshly. Ved pulled her away from it and she shot him a glare but didn't try to hurt him in anyway. He blinked at her and then climbed onto the bed with her. He looked into her eyes and when she tried to look away, he captured her chin and forced her eyes to meet his.

"Cloe…whats happened?" He asked her. Cloe shook her head, her eyes never leaving his. She did drop them again though, but only to try and get away from Ved but he wouldn't let her. He held onto her more tightly, hugging her to his body, and resting his head in the crook of her neck. "What's wrong with this place, Cloe? What's happened?" He rubbed her back soothingly and Cloe tensed, something Ved didn't like feeling, but he didn't stop what he was doing, instead he felt the need to keep doing it. It continued for another half hour before Cloe let out a sob.

"You…you have to go g-get ready. You-You'll get in trouble if you don't take a bath before dinner." She told him silently. He shrugged.

"I'll just miss it." She looked up at him, alarmed.

"You can't. We-we'll both get in trouble!" She began to crawl off the bed, but this time Ved let her. She grabbed his clothes and put them on the bed quickly before opening the bathroom door and motioning to it.

"Hurry! You don't have much time!" Ved did as she told him and took a quick shower. He took a little longer than he should've though, the water easing all the days of travel that he had endured. He grimaced at the dirty water that was gathering at the bottom of the tub. Why didn't anyone tell him he looked like shit?
He came out of the bath and toweled dry. He walked into the other room and looked at Cloe who was waiting for him patiently, something he was not used to seeing.

"Alright…" He said, wondering what to do. Cloe stood up and handed him a pair of boxers and the pants. He didn't tell her he usually put his socks on before his pants - he doubted it mattered.

"Put these on, you have to hurry!" He did as he was told, Cloe's back turned towards him. When he told her they were on she went over to him and did something he wasn't expecting. She had his white shirt in his hands and helped him slip into it…and started buttoning it for him. He watched her, slightly confused as she went from bottom up, buttoning him up to the top.

When she finished, he grabbed her shoulders before she could move away from him.

"Can I…" He swallowed. "Do you mind if I…get something from you that I…I've been missing?" He asked her, nervous. She looked up at him, genuinely confused.

"What could you have missed from me?" She asked him. Ved duck his head and kissed her soundly on the lips. When they parted, she looked bemused. "You…you liked it when I did that?" She asked him. Ved shook his head.
"No…I loved it." One side of Ved's mouth went upwards at her confused look and shook his head, kissing her on the lips again. "Just like I l-" Before he could finish that sentence, Cloe put her hand on his chest and pushed away from him.

"You still aren't completely dressed." She whispered, turning to get the rest of his clothes.

And that was the last thing she said to him before pushing him out of the room when he finally got his shoes on.

Which it what brought him to where he was now - dinner.

A/N: Next chapter - dinner!

Beaner-Bop