Sleeping can be so sweet, especially when the previous few days of your life has being really stressful.
Alita rolled, smiled in her sleep, and stretched. The bed felt more comfortable than yesterday and she thought she might have gotten used to it so fast that it almost felt like she shouldn’t wake up.
“I think Lu might want to get a new bed if you continue to roll like that”.
What?
She scream, she jumped off the bed as she set eyes on Rocco who had a bored expression on his face. He offered her a toothbrush and paste on it and walked to the other side of the large room.
Staring at his back, Alita wondered if she should use the brush or not. For someone as evil-looking as Rocco to give her this, it can as well mean one thing.
“Your breath smells like hell!” Rocco said, “Go brush before you commit murder”.
Ouch! Not what she had expected and at the same time, she didn’t expect him to be nice in a bit.
“Go wash up” Rocco ordered, “There” he pointed “Make sure you don’t touch anything aside from the tap” he added.
Embarrassment filled her veins, Alita took the brush without saying anything and rushed to the bathroom room. She brushed her mouth so hard that it felt like it would peel off if she continued.
On coming out, she used the clothes she was putting on to clean her face and walked back to the bed.
“You can keep the cloth” Rocco smiled “Lu would not want to touch anything from you again”
For the first time, Alita notice she had been taken to another room, Way bigger than the one she was in. The room had its unique dark color, the navy blue paint matched the black color of the tiles. The curtains were navy blue same as the bedsheet and duvet. She noticed a picture of Lu on the left side of the bed and flinched.
Worst of all, she still had his jacket that she had used to wipe the last bit of paste off both sides of her lips. She quickly removed it and threw it on the bed, leaving her with her faded pajamas trousers and her pink bra.
“I am sorry,” she said “I don’t know if I sleepwalked here please take me back to the other room”.
Really?
Rocco stared at her for a while, pity written all over his face. He walked to her, picked up the jacket, and threw it at her. A small chuckle escaped his throat as he
“It’s cold and you were almost freezing to death,” he said “Lu might be like a devil but he might still have a human heart, especially when he wants you in a good position to sell you”.
Good position to sell?
This has to be a dream! Sometimes things happen and this can be another very long bad dream.
“I bet you will bring good money” Rocco causally said.
Tears filled Alita’s eyes, she covered her body with the jacket and sat on the floor. Her eyes got a glimpse of her reflection in a mirror not far from her and she gasped.
She is done for.
Alita looked like hell! Her black hair looks greasy and spikes appear in every direction like she got smoked alive. Her eyes looked dim and dark, she had huge eye bags and her pink lips look extremely dry. Her neck still has the bruises from when Lu tried to strangle her.
“I know Alita,” Rocco said in agreement “You look like a living hell”.
There was a knock at the door which Rocco answered and a lady walked in, it was the same lady from her room yesterday.
“Your meal,” Felicia said to Alita.
She didn’t leave her position, she stood still with her hands crossed behind her waiting for Alita to start eating.
“I keep telling you,” Alita said weakly “I am not hungry”
Rocco chuckled, he opened the plates and the sweet smell of spaghetti and beef sauce filled the room. The tempting aroma of hot pancake followed and Alita’s stomach had no option but to cry out.
“I rather starve to death than eat anything until the day I will finally leave here,” She said.
Hopes!
Felicia and Rocco exchanged looks, for a while it look like they would burst into laughter but they didn’t. Following the calm instructive look on Rocco’s face, Felicia bowed slightly and left the room.
“Gio said these are your favorite and Lu ordered the kitchen to prepare for you,” Rocco said, he took the fork, and dipped it into the spaghetti, “He said you have a huge appetite and wonders why you don’t fat after eating so much”.
Talk too much? Alita bet Gio must have met lots of nice people. She knows she trained her brother not to day things to strangers, especially not the ones that kidnapped her.
Swallowing saliva, she watched as Rocco took the first taste. Her mouth watered as he licked his lips and attempt to take another taste.
She wants to eat, wants to munch it all down her throat but who knows if it’s even poisoned.
“Have Gio eaten?” She asked instead.
Rocco pretend to think fast, he smiled and took the second bite.
“He has had more than nine meals since he arrived,” he said with his mouth half full “And you? Nothing”
He swallowed.
Her gaze locked with Alita’s as he stared at her green eyes intensively. He noticed her shy blush as he blinked, acting almost like he wasn’t looking at her.
“Your eyes are so beautiful” he whispered.
Alita smiled, she didn’t know that upon she look like hell, someone would still compliment her eyes. Maybe he is just trying to make her eat anyway and if what he has in mind, she is not so sure of what to do.
She licked her dry lips as her stomach grumbled again.
“Want me to make airplane sounds before you decide to eat?” Rocco asked, offering her the Fork “If we want to poison you, I would have just drugged you and set you out in the street half made so you would be like a whore”.
So cold?!