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There had to be a good reason behind why he was acting this way. She blinked when he mentioned her grandparents. What did they have to do with any of this? Her eyes narrowed with confusion before she bit her lip. He did have a good reason, but the slaves would rebel sooner or later and then it would be worse.. much worse. Opening her mouth to say something, he then continued, making her shut her mouth once more.

This conversation had gotten them nowhere but she had finally found out what had happened to her grandparents.. it explained why he never spoke of them as well. Lowering her head, she closed her eyes as he turned away from him. Violetta didn't bother to say anything else.. there was no point in it. Backing out of the room, she then slowly closed the door behind her and it softly creaked. Brandon wouldn't kill her.. and some of the other slaves were the same at least that's what she thought. The slave driver was probably the worst person she had ever met.

Shaking her head, she brushed her bangs away from her face, revealing both of her eyes as she then made her way up the stairs. He would probably still be sleeping but she really had nothing else to do, so she would check up on him. Opening the door quietly, she stepped inside and closed it softly before walking over to the bed and sitting down on the edge of the bed, trying to be as silent as possible. He looked somewhat peaceful at the moment.. Looking down at the ground, she rested her head in her hands. It seemed like she would never get anywhere in this world.

She was glad that he was getting some rest though.. after everything that had happened to him, he needed it. Sighing, she looked up at the ceiling as Ebony licked her kittens clean. She was definitely a caring mother but as far as she knew, they kittens had never known their father or had seen very little of him. It reminded her situation with her parents except it was the opposite. Her father had always cared for her and her sister. They never had anything to complain about.. and they could have all they they wanted but Violetta had always preferred to stay outside in the sun while her sister loved to shop.

Of course Violetta liked a few dresses.. but her sister was the beautiful one of the two though she had never mentioned it to her. They got along just fine. Told each other secrets and so on up until she go married. Violetta barely saw her now a days and from what she knew she was already pregnant with her second child which was probably why she didn't come to visit. Lowering her head, she heard a low whimper. Glancing over at Brandon, she noticed his hands were shaking slightly. Something wasn't right... "Brandon?" she called out softly but that obviously wouldn't be enough to wake him up.

Reaching over, she gently placed her hand on his. Maybe it would comfort him. She wasn't sure if he was having a nightmare or simply nervous in his dream.. but either way, she wanted to make sure he was alright though he did need his rest. Sighing, she slowly let go and closed her eyes as she looked away from him once more. Waking him up now would mean he didn't get enough rest and he needed that if he wanted to get better.

Violetta couldn't help but worry now as he started to tremble even more. A nightmare perhaps? Biting her lip, she wiped away the tears that were on his cheeks now and shook his shoulder gently. "Brandon, wake up." her voice was a bit louder though. It seemed like he could never get a good night's sleep. She didn't even want to think of all the things that could have possibly happened to him.

"It's just a dream." she added, almost hovering over him now, waiting for him to wake up. Shaking his shoulders slightly, her face was covered with concern.. she was worried about him. She never thought she would be able to care for someone, even like a friend, and yet here she was. A chill ran down her spine as she looked down at him. What if she would never be able to give him the life he deserved?

He most likely wanted to see his family again but she had no knowledge of them. She didn't even know his last name. She barely knew anything at him.. Violetta closed her eyes for a moment before she was pulled out of her thoughts.

She pulled away once his eyes opened but her eyes widened when he jolted up. "It's okay, it was a dream." she told him, placing her hand gently on his shoulder to make sure he stayed down. He would only reopen the wounds if he kept doing that. Violetta moved her hand away and got up. Did he want to be alone? She never knew with him... she honestly didn't. The fact that he didn't speak made it all the more harder. Realizing that he was looking at her again, she didn't know what to say. It seemed like she had scared him at first.. but now he was a bit more calmer.

When he looked away, she slowly got up. "I'm sorry if I startled you." she told him and she walked over to the window that was to the right side of the bed. Resting her head against the glass, she gently tapped her fingers against it. Swallowing, she closed her eyes and shivered. Violetta didn't have anything against Brandon but she knew he could. She didn't know what to do anymore. He was.. complicated.. to read and usually she didn't have a problem with that.

Moving over to the other end of the bed, she sat down on the edge. "I could find your family if you want.. and I'm sure I could convince my father to let you go. I just.. need to at least know what your last name is.. or anything you remember about them." he obviously wasn't happy here with her and she doubted he would be happy with another person controlling him left and right, so what was the point of him staying? Lowering her gaze to the floor, she kept her back to him.

Closing her eyes, her eyes watered though she didn't know why. Opening them would only cause tears to roll down her cheeks, so she left them closed. Crying had never been something she liked to do for attention or otherwise. Biting her lower lip, she slowly let out a soft long breath of air that she had been holding in her lungs. She waited for his response and yet it didn't come.. not at first at least.

Feeling his hand against her own, she opened her eyes, thankfully the tears didn't roll down her cheeks. Swallowing, she moved her head to look over her shoulder. Looking at the sheets for a few moments, she then looked over at him to find that he was watching her. For a moment she hesitated before her fingers moved to gently wrap around his hand. His hand was so much bigger than her own and let she found comfort in the gesture. A small, soft smile appeared on her lips before she finally realized he still didn't have a shirt.

Averting her gaze from his own, she then spoke, "I should probably get you a shirt." she said as she wiped away a tear that was threatening to roll down her cheek. Slowly she got up and turned her head away from him and pulled her hand away from his reluctantly. "I'll be right back." Violetta told him before she walked over to the door, walked out, and closed it behind her. Servants were constantly walking through this hall since the bedrooms were here. Stopping a butler, she asked him to bring up a shirt for Brandon, guessing that he was a size large due to how tall he was and his shoulders.

Walking back into the room, she gently closed the door behind her and picked up the ripped shirt as one of the kittens was trying to get up onto the bed next to Brandon, causing her to smile.

The little ball of fluff started to purr loudly as he weaved himself under Brandon's hand wanting the attention to be on him. She was about to walk over to the two when she heard a knock on the door. Opening it, it was the butler.. who had returned rather quickly. "Thanks." she said softly before taking the clean dark blue shirt and closing the door. Rubbing her neck, she guessed he would need help putting it on.. or he could wait until later to put it on.. it was up to him really.

"I wasn't quite sure what size you had.." she told him before walking up to the bed as she unfolded the shirt. "So I asked for a large." holding the shirt up, she realized it was another button up shirt. "Hopefully it will fit.. if not, I can always ask for another one." shrugging, she sat down on the edge of the bed again. "Do you want some help putting it on.. or do you want to wait?" she asked him before biting her lip, a small blush creeping up to her cheeks. She could only hope he wouldn't notice it.

Violetta waited for his answer as she glanced over at the kitten that seemed rather happy. Ebony was still in the basket, licking the rest of them clean. She was sure she was going to take the young ones hunting soon. What was she going to do with six cats in her room? They would probably find different homes on the property. The barn even.. though they would always be welcome during the winter.

Well, the size seemed about right. Biting her lip, she looked away when she realized that he probably had noticed her blush. Swallowing, she waited for his answer but of course, it never came. She had at least been expecting him to nod or shake his head but he didn't do anything except watch her. That wasn't the most comforting feeling, and yet nothing about it seemed to disturb him.

The kitten crawled across the sheets, batting his little paws at a nonexistent mouse. He was the best distraction she could think of, so she watched him instead, as she nervously bit her lower lip, hoping that the blush had subsided. It wasn't just the fact that he was shirtless.. it was that he was shirtless and in her bed. She could only imagine what the butler might have thought but she could only hope that he would keep those thoughts to himself.

Glancing over at Brandon again, she handed the shirt over to him that way he at least had something. Sure the bandages did come around to the front but it wasn't like they covered him completely. Fiddling with a strand of her hair to keep herself busy, she then looked back down at the wandering kitten who seemed to be having the time of his life.