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Her body was in pain. Elizabeth weakly opened her eyes, moaning as she did so. What had happened? She tried to sit up, only for her body to scream at her. Last she remembered…
“Well hello, dear,” an older woman said. Her voice attempted to sound cheery and soothing.
For some reason, Elizabeth felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand up. “Where… where am I?” she asked weakly as she tried to sit up again.
“Now, don’t try to get yourself all worked up,” the woman said as she sat down on the couch that Elizabeth lay on. “I’m afraid you were in an accident.”
“I was?” Elizabeth asked, frowning as she ignored the woman’s advice and sat up. Her head throbbed at her movement. The woman set down a cup of tea in front of her. She frowned as she tried to recall.
“Yes, my son, Thomas, found you, brought you back here. Your boyfriend was taken to our local clinic. Unfortunately, we have one doctor and the nearest hospital is too far away to transport you both easily. The doctor said you would be fine,” the woman said, nudging the cup of tea closer to Elizabeth.
Elizabeth nodded her head, then frowned. “Boyfriend?”
“The young man traveling with you of course,” the woman said, sweetly.
“Oh, he’s not my boyfriend,” she replied weakly. For some reason, the woman’s words both made and didn’t makesense. Why would they bring her to their home and not a hospital if she were in an accident? “If it’s not too much trouble. I would appreciate it if you could take me to our car.”
The front door was pulled open then slammed shut, causing Elizabeth to jump. Heavy footsteps stomped through the hallway.
“Thomas, honey!” the woman shouted.
A tall figure appeared in the doorway. Elizabeth couldn’t help but let out a surprised gasp and look away from the man. There was something very off about his face. He was the biggest man she’d ever seen. She felt entirely intimidated and couldn’t look at him. As if sensing her discomfort, he turned and left.
“I’m sorry, dear,” the woman said. Her voice was hostile. Elizabeth couldn’t blame her.
“No, I’m sorry,” Elizabeth said. “I think I’m still trying to make sense of things. I’m sorry, I’m so rude. My name is Elizabeth.”
“You can call me Luda Mae Mae,” the woman said. “It’s about dinner time. How about you stay for dinner and after Thomas can take you to your car.”
Elizabeth smiled. “Okay,” she said, not wanting to be more of a problem. Although every fiber of her being wanted to leave the house. Wanted to get back on the road. But, the car didn’t belong to her. Hopefully, Jason wasn’t as badly injured as Luda Mae claimed. “Can I help you set up the table? It’s the least I can do.”
Luda Mae let out a hollow smile. “Are you sure? You’re-”
“Being an absolute bother,” Elizabeth interrupted as she got up. “The least I can do for you taking me in after the accident.”
Luda Mae led her to the kitchen, giving her the plates and silverware. Elizabeth was careful as she set up the table. There was something wrong with the situation she was in. But she couldn’t quite figure it out. Luda Mae claimed she was in an accident, and the soreness in her body seemed to confirm it.
Still, her senses were telling her to leave. The sound of a car pulling up caught her attention. She looked out the window and saw a cop car. Relief filled her. Having an officer of the law in the house that was giving her creeps just made her relax.
“I’m starving!” the man shouted as he walked through the house. He stepped into the dining room and stopped the moment he spotted her. “Well, well. And who are you?”
“A guest of ours,” Luda Mae interrupted as she brought out a pot seemingly full of stew. Elizabeth rushed over to Luda Mae to take the pot from her.
“Really,” the officer let out a lecherous smile, sending chills down Elizabeth’s spine. She no longer felt safe. “I’m Sheriff Winston Hoyt.”
“Elizabeth,” she said. “Umm. It seems like we were in an accident. Do you know where our car could be?”
Hoyt’s eyes rose. “Ah yes. The car accident,” he said with a nod. “I do believe your boyfriend is hanging around somewhere.”
“Not my boyfriend,” Elizabeth corrected, unsure why she was so annoyed by the assumption. “But, he’s not badly injured is he?”
Hoyt shrugged. “I think we can arrange for you to see him,” he said.
“After dinner!” Luda Mae stated as she walked back into the room with more plates of food. Elizabeth helped her by taking some of the plates again. “Thomas! Dinner! Sit there, dear.”
Elizabeth followed what Luda Mae told her to do. Hoyt kept leering at her, while he sat down opposite of her. She gulped and looked away. Why did she feel like a trap was set around her? A shadow out of the corner of her eye surprised her. She turned to the door and watched Thomas, taking him in. He wore an ugly mask, it looked almost human, but it couldn’t be. Considering where they were, she could imagine him finding some animal and skinning it to try and make a mask. Maybe his face was disfigured.
He paused as their eyes met. Fear? There was fear in his eyes.
“Thomas, why don’t you sit next to our guest?” Luda Mae said. Although it was made to be a question, she was commanding him.
Thomas hesitated a moment before he walked to the seat next to her. He paused for another moment then sat down. Hoyt brought in an older man and sat him by the table.
“Good, now, let’s say grace,” Luda Mae said. “Hoyt?”
Elizabeth didn’t hear the prayer as she thought. She had no right to judge them. Sure, they made her uncomfortable, but that was just her own prejudice.
“Amen,” Luda Mae said, interrupting Elizabeth’s musing. The family began to dig into the meal, passing the plates of food around as Luda Mae poured out the stew into a bowl.
“Is this meat?” Elizabeth asked curiously, as she poked at the stew.
“Well, of course, dear,” Luda Mae said with a wide smile.
“Oh, sorry. I can’t eat meat.”
The family stopped and stared at her. She gulped and hunched trying to look as small as possible. “It doesn’t sit well with me,” she said softly. “I’m sorry. I’m allergic to it.” It was a lie, but they didn’t need to know that. She just wasn’t a meat-eater. She never could stomach the taste of it. She hated the idea that something had to die.
“Probably not this meat,” Luda Mae said, that same smile, but there was something else in her eyes. Something evil.
Elizabeth shook her head. “I’d rather not. Last time, I almost died.” Another lie, but some people were allergic to meat.
The family looked at each other as if silently communicating.
“It’s alright, dear,” Luda Mae said as she took the bowl away, leaving her with only a little bit of salad.
They ate in silence. Elizabeth carefully picked at her food, not wanting to offend anyone, but she wasn’t entirely hungry either. She slowly eyed everyone. Taking in their appearances. It was hard not to judge them. It was hard not to think they were barely educated if at all. Hard not for the back of her mind to think they were depraved in some way.
Hoyt continued to give her a lecherous smile. She looked away, suddenly grateful that Thomas would be the one to take her to the crashed car.
Her eyes fell on Thomas, who sat to her right. He was so big he was almost touching her. He seemed to feel her gaze as he slowly hunched almost as if he were trying to make himself smaller. As if he were afraid of her.
“I need to apologize,” Elizabeth said softly to Thomas. The large man slowly turned his head, meeting her eyes for a moment before looking away. There was a softness in his eyes, but also fear. “No,” Elizabeth said, shaking her head and placing her hand on Thomas’ arm. He looked at her sharply, making her pull her hand away. She gulped, her eyes starting to water. What he must have gone through to fear the touch of a stranger.
“Is everything alright?” Luda Mae asked, her voice pretending to be sweet but there was some hostility.
Elizabeth nodded as she wiped her eyes. “I’m sorry. It’s me. I just-” she paused, unsure of how to put her words together to not insult them. “I’m sorry I looked away earlier so quickly. I wasn’t trying to be rude. I was just, umm… unprepared. I’m sure it hasn’t been easy and that a lot of people look away.”
The whole family paused and watched her.
Luda Mae’s face slightly softened. “Why do you say that?”
Elizabeth fidgeted. “I-” she tried to find the right words. She had a feeling that the large man next to her had suffered greatly to be wearing that hideous mask. He seemed like a lonely soul, who had to deal with the cruel world on his own. Even with his family, there was only so much they could do. She knew. She understood. “Because people are cruel to those who are different.” She paused as the family continued to stare at her. Oh, she didn’t want to do this. But it seemed like she had to keep going. She looked back at Thomas, pretending that he wasn’t wearing a mask as she let out a sad smile.
“I know to some extent what you had to go through. Kids are cruel. We had a house fire when I was a teen. My little brother wasn’t so fortunate to get out as quickly as the rest of us did.” She coughed to cover up the crack in her voice. Tears came to her eyes and she looked down at her food, hoping that nobody would notice. “He was horribly burned and it disfigured him. I hated the way people looked at him, whenever we were out in public.” She shook her head. “He had such a kind and gentle soul, but people only saw him as a monster because he looked different.” She snorted at a memory and looked at Thomas, who met her with curious, confused eyes. “I used to get in a lot of trouble as a teen, always picking fights with anyone who tried to wound him with words.”
She sat up, feeling a little bit giddy. “So, here’s the thing. I realized that some of us may look pretty on the outside, but ugly on the inside and vice versa. But, there are those of us who might look pretty on the outside and still have some flaws.” She pulled up her right long sleeve, revealing a decent scar from the burn she’d received on her forearm. He reached toward her arm, touching her scar.
She let out a cry of pain, causing him to quickly pull his hand back. “I’m sorry,” she quickly apologized, through a light chuckle. “I’m so sorry. People always get super curious and touch my scars without asking. I’ve just learned to frighten them by pretending it hurts me. It doesn’t. At all. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have done it.” She laughed, shaking her head. Thomas’ eyes lightened and he let out a little laugh, then looked over at Luda Mae.
“I’m so sorry, dear,” Luda Mae said softly, this time there was a sweetness to her voice. “Your brother?”
Elizabeth paused, feeling her tears return. She still hadn’t completely dealt with her feelings. “Sorry,” she said as she took a napkin and wiped her eyes then nose. “He died a couple of weeks ago. That’s why I went on this road trip. I needed to clear my head. Figure out what to do with my life. I am on my way to visit my aunt.”
“And your parents? Boyfriend?” Luda Mae asked.
Elizabeth barked out a laugh, shaking her head. “My parents might as well be dead. They kicked me out of the house at eighteen and tried to send my brother to who knows where. I was able to get custody of him and I took care of him these last three years.” She paused. It was an unfortunate relief that her brother had gotten sick and died. She loved and cared so very deeply for him. But he was in so much pain and it was hard being unable to do anything to help. Glancing up at the family, she let out a bitter smile. Those feelings had to stay hidden. “But, as for a boyfriend, psh,” she shrugged. “It’s hard to find a guy that was willing to help with care. My brother required a lot of time and attention and care. And considering my age,” she shrugged again. “Most guys aren’t ready for that responsibility, just wanting sex. So I stopped trying. But the rest of my family are alright. They didn’t condone what my parents did and helped support me and my brother financially.”
Finally, looking back at them, she caught Luda Mae’s thoughtful gaze. She turned to look at Thomas who was watching her. “So, umm... I just needed to apologize for earlier. And sorry for being such a downer. Oh my god,” Elizabeth switched her tone to sound lighter and happier even though she didn’t feel it. “Maybe, you can tell me a little bit about this place?” she asked as she took a sip of the tea in front of her.
Luda Mae’s heart beat wildly, but she kept her composer. What kind of luck did they have? When Thomas had brought the unconscious barely injured young woman into the house she was angry. The woman wasn’t a bad catch and would feed them for a short while. She was angry about the beauty. Perfect long straight dark brown hair. Tanned, smoothed, soft skin on every part of her that was revealed. She probably never worked a day in her life, having mommy and daddy supply for her. Her breasts were practically the perfect size, making the shirt she wore hugged her form. She wasn’t fat and looked physically fit. This woman probably had a really easy life due to her looks. She could probably charm anyone. Interestingly, she wore a long sleeve shirt and jeans, clearly, she must have come from the north.
And, looking at Thomas, Luda Mae could see he was already enchanted. Silly, stupid boy. When would he learn that these kinds of women would never see him as anything other than a monster? As much as she hated to do it, she decided to teach him a lesson. That their family were the only ones who could love and care for him. That beauty on the outside only meant ugliness on the inside.
She’s ordered her family to be on their best behavior. Slightly wary o Hoyt’s behavior, but not enough to reprimand him completely. They were going to have dinner with this girl. Before dinner, she’d done the thing that Luda Mae had expected. She’d seen Thomas and then looked away. He noticed it and Luda Mae had seen his shoulders slump. She almost called it off, but Thomas had to learn. She purposefully sat the two next to each other. There was little doubt in her mind the girl would show her contempt.
And then that damn bitch surprised her.
Although timid and shy initially, the girl apologized to Thomas, touching him without fear and with such tenderness. It caught them all off guard. Revealing her life story only helped her out more. She had compassion. She knew what it was like because of her family. Thomas had looked at Luda Mae, giving her eyes of concern and worry. He didn’t want them to kill this one. She couldn’t have agreed more.
But there was still a little bit of worry. A girl as beautiful as she was had to have people looking for her eventually. To Luda Mae’s surprise, amazement and happiness, the girl wasn’t going to be missed. She had no real family. The young man that was also taken had only been an acquaintance. Not a boyfriend or husband or anything.
Luda Mae looked at her son. He was watching Elizabeth. He had that look in his eyes of lust. But of course, he did. He was after all a man with needs. Unfortunately, no woman would give him a chance. And her son was no rapist. Elizabeth seemed oblivious to the looks Thomas was giving her. Luda Mae’s heart beat faster. Her boy was going to be a father. She couldn’t wait.
Yes, Elizabeth had unknowingly saved her own life. She’d given them all a good reason why they should keep her alive.
Luda Mae had looked at her son, eyes filled with pride and joy and happiness for the reward he was about to receive. After all he’d done for his family, he deserved this.
Elizabeth swayed. “Are you feeling alright, dearie?” she asked.
Elizabeth nodded. “I just got a little light-headed.”
Thomas looked at Luda Mae in concern.
“Well you have had quite the day,” Luda Mae said tenderly.
“I-” Elizabeth fell forward, but Thomas caught her before she could hit the table.
“Thomas, why don’t you take her upstairs to the guest bedroom,” Luda Mae commanded. He let out a sigh, lowering his eyes. He picked up her unconscious body and started to head towards the door. “Actually,” Luda Mae said, “why not take her to your room. It’ll be nicer, cozier for her there.”
Thomas looked at her in surprise. He glanced down at the basement for a moment. “No dear,” Luda Mae said with a shake of her head. “I think she’d be far happier in one of the rooms upstairs. Besides, you’ll no longer be a bachelor. Can’t have you living in the basement.”
Thomas’s eyes widened. He looked down at the unconscious woman in his arms then back at Luda Mae. She gave him an encouraging smile and nod.
His eyes sparkled as he lifted her up higher to carry her closer.
“What are you doing?” Hoyt asked the moment Thomas was out of earshot. “That bitch-”
“You heard the girl, didn’t you?” Luda Mae snapped at him. “Didn’t you see the way she looked at him? How she touched him without fear. Stay away from her, Hoyt. She belongs to Thomas.”
“But she doesn’t even eat meat,” Hoyt snarled. She gave him a side-eyed glance.
“I know what you want. If and only if Thomas lets you. You will have to ask him. That is my demand and you will follow my orders.”
Hoyt opened his mouth to protest then shut it again. “You’re setting the boy up for heartbreak,” he stated, eyes filled with anger and annoyance.
She shook her head. “I’m setting him up to become a father. Now, be sure to get the rest of their items out of the car. I want her stuff here with us.”
Hoyt let out an exasperated sigh but nodded his head. “Alright, I’ll do it. Best bring Thomas with me.”
Luda Mae nodded. “Don’t keep him out too late and don’t overwork him. The sooner he claims her, the better for all of us. She needs a family. One who will care for her. She’ll soon realize that is us.”
Hoyt rolled his eyes but walked out of the dining room. “Thomas!” he shouted. “Come with me!”
Luda Mae watched the two men leave, heart beating with anticipation. She was going to make sure Elizabeth was ready and beautiful for her boy. She couldn’t wait to hear the sound of little feet running through the house again.
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