New house, New bed, New everything. [4]

The car ride was approximately 6 long hours. they drove non-stop, no toilet breaks, no food break.
mr Kellard always looked behind and sneered at Alethea. Alethea now felt that not being adopted was not that bad after all. In Alethea's mind, before she saw her adopted parents, she dreamt that they would be caring, like those parents that acted in comercials, the kind that fusses over what you wear, whether you have eaten or not. But Mr and Mrs kellard was nothing like that sort.
When they reached the Kellard's house, Alethea saw a huge farm and beside a red barnyard where she saw horses sticking their heads out as if to see who is the new comer. there was a huge farm house beside it. Alethea stared at it in awe. All her life she has only seen buildings and small houses but never such a huge house before.
"i'll show you to your room." said Mrs Kellard as she got down from the truck.
when they opened the door to their house and to Alethea new house, mrs Kellard led Alethea to her room.
"here are the rules," as Mrs Kellard looked at Alethea with stern eyes. "you are not allowed to watch television or go up to the second floor. you start farm duty at 5 in the morning and after that you do house duties. You are allowed to but one set of clothing every three months. But if i see that you are not doing a good job you will not get to buy.
"how about school?" questioned Alethea.
"HA! you're lucky you even have a bed.!"
"i guess it's a no..." muttered Alethea under her breathe.
" did you say anything girl?"
"no!"
Alethea looked around the house while Mrs Kellard led her to her room.
"this is the kitchen." as mrs Kellard pointed to the left. "you will clean that up tomorrow."
Alethea saw that the kitchen had loads of empty beer bottles in the sink, ontop of the counter tables. How the hell does she expect me to clean that up! Alethea thought. When they reached the end of the hall, there were stairs going up and stair going down to the basement. Alethea thought that they were heading upstaiwers, instead Mrs Kellard led Alethea downstairs, the basement.
At the end of the stairs, there was a green door. Alethea felt like the walls was closing on her as she was chlaustrophobic. Mrs Kellard used the key that was hanging on a chain around her neck to unlock the door.
Inside was pitch blck, Mrs kellard entered the black room and reached fort he switch to turn ont he lights.
-click-
and there was light
There was nothing in the room except for the solitary window and a beateb down mattress.
"this is your new room dearie." sniggered mrs kellard, " make yourself at home!"
With those last words, mrs kellard left Alethea in here new room.
"so this is how life is being adopted." Alethea muttered miserably.
She dropped her bag on the floor. She knelt down beside it, unzipped the zip and took out the little contents it held.
Alethea laid down on her beaten down smelly mattress and looked up at the ceiling. Alethea had gotten bored staring at the ceiling, she decided to look out the circular window.
From the window to the floor, it was underground. But from the top of the window to the ceiling was above the ground. And all Alethea could see was dirt, and leaves dancing in the wind. She saw the sun setting, the sky was mixed with orange, red and yellow. It was so picturesque.
She turned her back on the window and saw a long pipe leading from above the ceiling, dirty water was dripping from the pipe.
''so what do you think?'' the words came from the pipe.
can the pipe talk? Thought Alethea.
''huh?'' said Alethea.
''huh! i think it is the greatest idea ever!''
Just then did Alethea realised that the sound was coming from the pipe. The pipe must be leading to the bedroom where Mrs and Mr Kellard slept. Alethea knelt down and put her ear closer to the pipe.
Cool, now i can eaves drop on these people, wonder what they are saying, thought Alethea.
''tomorrow, we're gonna let her do all the work! ha!'' exclaimed Mrs Kellard.
''we're gonna just relax in our living room ceiling and bore our eyes with the television!!''
shouted Mr Kellard as he flopped himself down on the bed.
Alethea realised that they were talking about her.
''i was adopted to do work!" sadi Alethea in disbelief.
Alethea's eyes was heavy with sleepiness, but she just had to hear what more they had to say.
"But what if she runs away or don't listen to us like the other one?" said Mr Kellard suddenly being worried.
The Kellard's was deep in thought.
"i know!" exclaimed Mrs Kellard.
"what?" said Mr Kellard starting to get excited.
"you know that institution nearby?"
"yeah?"
"we could get one of those guys, i heard they are well disciplined and he could supervise Alethea while we're out having fun!" Mrs Kellard getting on her bed jumping up and down.
"exactly! why didn't we think about that in the first place!"
"well now we did, i shall call it right away. I heard they had 24 hours service." and off she went going to call the institution.

Down in the basement, Alethea heard everything they said. She was angry at herself for being so naive, she should have listened to Zelia. But it was all to late. If she did run away, where would she go, she has no home, and the orphanage is about a hundred miles away from this place.
SHe looked outside the window and saw that the moon had came out and she had forgotten about her anger towards the Kellards. Then a rush of sleepiness over powered her, She walked to her beaten down mattress, laid down, closed her eyes and went to sleep.

The door to the basement banged opened.
"Rise and shine, SUNSHINE! It's time for work!" shouted Mrs Kellard.
"HUh? WHat?" As Alethea looked up with sleepy eyes.
"you heard me! Get your butt up and follow me! We got work to do!" shouted Mrs Kellard, being a very impatient woman.
Alethea slowly got up, she got dressed and took her toothbrush from her canvas bag.
"Where's the bathroom?" asked Alethea.
"Next to the kitchen! This is the first and last time i'm telling you that. I'm giving you 5 minutes, you hear me!"
Alethea walked as fast as she can, worried that she would make MRs Kellard shout at her again. SHe entered the white tiled bathroom. Splashed some water on her face trying to wake her up from this nightmare, but it was not working. She brushed her teeth, her mother said that feeling clean will always make you feel better.
"hey hurry up you slow coach! TImes up, get out of there now!" shouted Mrs Kellard banging the bathroom door shouting at Alethea.
Alethea got out of the bathroom feeling refreshed and wide eyed. Suddenly Alethea remebering last nights incident. we could get one of those guys! i heard their very disciplined and he could supervise Alethea while we're out having fun!
Wonder what they are going to do to me?

She followed Mrs Kellard out to the barn where she saw loads of animals, like pigs, chickens, horses, cows, and ...... human? ALethea saw a guy, he looked a few years older than her. Is he the guy from the institution Mr and Mrs Kellard were talking about getting last night?
He was wearing a all brown with a cap and brown hair too.
"Alethea, do you know who he is?" asked mrs Kellard.
Yeah i heard you last night! thought Alethea. "no."
"Well he is here to supervise you and to help you do work around the house and barn."
Damon still standing strainght with his arms behind his back, eyes looking distant and saying nothing.
Alethea being her cheeky self, walked up to him and stuck her hand out infront of him saying, "hi, I'm Alethea!"
Hand still stuck out waiting for him to at least shake it but nothing happened.
"okay... Not the friendly type i guess." muttered Alethea under her breathe.
"Now i'm going to leave you two here to do all the work, while i do nothing!" and with that, mrs Kellard strolled off back to the house to fall back to sleep.

Damon still standing strainght and Alethea studying him. With a sudden movement, Damon started walking towards the chicken coop.
"So... why did your parents call you Damon? No offence but it sounds like 'Demon'!" As Alethea chuckled to herself.
Damon stopped in his tracks, turned around and faced Alethea.
"my name is not 'Demon'. My name is 'Damon' and in Greek it means 'rule' or 'guide'." He turned back around and continued walking to the chicken coop.
"Oh so you do talk!" said Alethea trying to catch up with him. "well do you..."
"stop talking, you yapping girl and let's get to work!" said Damon interrupting Alethea's sentence.
"Oh fine." muttered Alethea.

After that pathetic talk, they did not talk. All they did was, clean the chicken house, feed the chickens. Brush the horses, give then food, give food to the cows, and give more slob to the pigs.
When they finished their barn duty, they went behind the barn and Damon marched to his bag, took out two bottles of water and tossed one to Alethea.
"wow! That was a tiring!" and she dropped on the ground sitting next to Damon on the grass.
Damon sat on the ground drinking his water. Alethea realised that Damon looked very handsome, he had a well built body. What struck her the most were the scars on his hands, Alethea wondered what they did to him in that institution.
"Damon, do you have a family?"
"no"
"Do you like living in that institution?"
"No."
"Where did you get all those scars?"
"None of your buisness!" snapped Damon.
"ok, ok sorry. Just trying to make conversation."

Then there was a long and awkward silence.

"Why can't you talk normally to me?" feeling that she was treated really unfairly.
"i do talk normally. But not to you." smirked Damon.
When Alethea was about to protest, Damon stood up and carried his bag and walked back tot he house.
"where are you going?" as Alethea was just starting to relax and thinking about other ways to start a conversation with him.
"Do more work." replied Damon solemnly
Alethea had to run inorder to catch up with his fast pacing walk.
They entered the house and ALethea saw Mr and Mrs Kellard laughing hysterically while drinking beer and watching tv. Those scumbags, thought Alethea.
She followed Damon to the kitchen and saw Damon putting his bag down against the wall and walked to the sink and took a dirty plate and started washing it.
"Oh so you want me to clean as well?" sighed Alethea.
Damon did not reply as he continues cleaning the kitchen. Relunctantly, ALethea started helping him.
When she was washing the last plate, an idea struck her, Alethea cupped her hands and filled it with water. She threw the water at Damon laughing and tryingk to get him to have fun.
"Hey! What's wrong with you? Are you mental?" shouted Damon in annoyance.
He took a dry cloth and wiped his brown shirt .
"I'm sorry..." stuttered Alethea. "I really am sorry." repeated Alethea with much guilt.
Damon ignored her after that until, Mr Kellard stumbled into the kitchen.
"Hey! Hey you two!" shouted the drunk Mr Kellard.
Althea and Damon both looked at him, Damon quickly stood up striaght with his hands at his side.
"go and.." Mr Kellard burst out laughing, "clean up..hahaha... the living room!"
Alethea and Damon looked ar Mr kellard with disgust as Mr Kellard wobbled and laughed uncontrollably with a can of beer in his hand.
"Now!" screamed Mr Kellard, then he started to laugh again.
Damon and Alethea quickly walked to the living room. When they reached there, they saw at least a hundred empty cans of beer on the floor, table, tv. Mrs kellard was on the floor laughing and shouting at Alethea and Damon as she watched her favourite soap opera.
As Alethea and Damon started to pick up the cans and throwing it into the dustbin, as Mrs Kellard shouted. "HAHAHA! Alethea if it wasn't for us, you will never be adopted!"
Alethea still picking up the cans tried to ignore her, SHe's drunk, she's just talking nonsense, Alethea thought to herself.
"We only adopted you casue we needed a slave! Ha you didn't even cost a dime!"
A tear rolled down Alethea's face. Damon looked over, Alethea quickly turned hre face away. She didn't want Damon to see her crying.
Oh, Jason, when i need you the most, you're not here.Where are you!

"if you think your life is horrible, blame your father!" screamed Mrs Kellard.
"YOu do not know my father! So don't talk about him like that." said ALethea feeling very offended.
"Don't think we do not know about your life story, mother got depression, father got fed up, killed her, went to jail, and got executed!" Mrs Kellard looked at Alethea's angered face. "Oh don't think i don't know!"
Alethea did not say anything. She just stood there with gritten teeth glaring at mrs Kellard.
"What are you looking at?" retorted Mrs Kellard.
Damon just picked up the beer cans, minding his own buisness. Alethea continues to stare.
Mrs Kellard raised her right hand and gave Alethea a hard slap. The force was so strong that Alethea fell on the ground with her hand holding her reddened cheek.
"That would teach you not to stare!" mocked Mrs Kellard.
Mr Kellard popped his head through the dinning room door.
"Oh my fat wife! I am going to buy more beer!"
"Okay! Wait, I'm coming with!" as Mrs Kellard grabbed her purse from the couch and waved to Alethea and Damon like nothing had happened.
Mrs Kellard locked arms with Mr Kellard and they walked out the door singing an old folks song.
Damon squatted next to Alethea and helped her up.
"Are you alright?" asked Damon with much concern.
"Why do you care? i am going to take a shower." snapped Alethea she looked back to see Dammon's hurt face.
Alethea and Damon only get to bathe twice a week.
After that refreshing shower, Alethea looked around to find whether the drunk couple were home yet, but they were not. She went back down to the basement and found Damon sleeping on the beaten down mattress that Alethea was supposed to sleep on.
"where am i suppose to sleep then?" muttered Alethea.
Then she saw an almost brand new looking mattress on the floor next to the beaten down mattress with a blue clean blanket.
Alethea smiled to herself, "so he does have heart."
She snuggled on the new bed and slept like a baby.
During the night, Alethea suddenly woke up from a bad dream. Panting hard, she tried to sit up but she found Damon's hand around her waist. Just then, ALethea saw his scars and touched it.
"wonder what happened, Why won't you tell me..." whispered to the sleeping Damon.
Alethea went back to sleep with a smile on her face, wonder what Jason would say if he saw me like this.