Chapter 4

Violet and Maeble quickly ran over to check on Adam as he was slowly starting to get up. This was the closest Violet had ever been to Adam while she was awake. He stood up to greet the girl he had just fought for the right to call his own, rubbing his nose. Their eyes met. She was so beautiful, so sweet and innocent. There was no way he was going to push himself on her like everyone expected him to. He had fought for the right to protect her, and that’s what he intended to do.

“Violet, I’m Adam, nice to meet you.” He held out his hand. She hesitated to put her hand in his, but slowly did so, and they shook in greeting.

“Hi,” she replied shyly.

Maeble rushed over with a warm washcloth, some antibiotic cream, and bandages. She quickly cleaned and patched Adam’s bruises. Adam could see on the young girl’s face that she was very nervous.

“After she cleans me up we’re going to my place. We’ll have dinner, then talk a little. How does that sound?”

Violet just nodded her head agreeably. She didn’t want any more trouble, and her spirit to fight was slowly being broken. She was giving up. She had not even had time to grieve her mother’s death, what with all the craziness going on around her. She was starting to feel numb.

“That’s good enough, thank you,” Adam said to Maeble.

The old crone gave a ‘hmph’ and wagged a finger at him, “See me in the morning about that nose.”

Then he turned to Violet, “Follow me.”

They walked away from the flame lit torches, and it suddenly became very dark. Violet could barely see where she was going. The path they were walking on was very well worn, but somehow she tripped over her long dress, and fell into Adam. He quickly grabbed her by her arms and helped her to stand up again.

“It’s a little further to my place. Take my hand.”

Feeling a little frightened, and not wanting to upset him, she took his big strong hand. He instantly made her feel safe, and something just gave her the feeling that he was a good guy, and she could trust him.

They quietly walked through the camp. There were little shacks made of bamboo and small campfires lit outside a few of them. She figured it must be getting late, since things seemed to be pretty quiet. They walked past the main gathering area where Violet saw a handful of people gathered. She saw one look up to notice them and nudge another guy close to him. It wouldn’t take long for word to spread that Adam had somehow beaten Phoenix.

Adam led Violet into the dark forest toward his hut. Adam suddenly pulled her closer to him as they walked past a few shacks that were placed far enough apart for privacy reasons. Then Adam walked up to the one at the very end of the dark trail. They walk up to the door and Adam lets go of her soft, now sweaty hand, then reaches into his pocket to pull out a key ring with a few keys on it. She watched as he put the key in the lock, then turned the knob. The door opens and Adam walks inside first.

He quickly turned on a kerosene lantern that was hanging right by the front door, using a butane torch lighter on a table near the door. The room filled with a dim light and Violet slowly looked around. In the dim light, she saw what looked like half of a small kitchen. There was a stainless steel double sink, with about two feet of counter space. Under that was bamboo cabinetry, and three drawers. Next to that was a small refrigerator.

She watched as Adam walked over and lit another lantern hanging over the kitchen sink. The dim light got slightly brighter. She looked at the floor. Yep, it was made of bamboo, just like Maeble’s place.

Violet felt so nervous that her whole body was trembling. Was he going to rape her or not? Why was he being so kind and gentle? She looked around the rest of the room, trying to get her mind off of her fears. She saw that there was a small cafe table made out of bamboo, with two matching chairs, next to the small kitchen. In the small section that would qualify as the living room was a small square coffee table, again, handmade out of bamboo. Sitting on top of the coffee table was an old school boombox, battery powered radio. The only thing left was the small love seat that looked quite comfortable.

She tried to avoid looking at Adam. She knew soon he would be forcing her to spread her trembling legs open, so he could do whatever it was that guys did when they raped a girl. She had an idea of what to expect, but she had already accepted that soon she would be finding out in detail.

She heard him close and lock the door. Her stomach felt like she had just jumped off a bridge. She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down. She felt like she was about to pass out. Then she heard his soothing deep voice.

“I’m so exhausted. Let’s just go to sleep, and we can talk more in the morning.”

Violet just looked at him with her big bright scared little girl eyes. She was so freaking cute to him, and sexy, so fucking sexy, but he tried not to let his mind wander to that place. He would earn her trust, then he would make sweet gentle love to her when she wanted him to. The look on her face was obvious. She was terrified.