She looked around the residence one more time, but in the end, still failed to find Meira.
'Where could she be?' She asked herself.
Seeing that it was already deep in the night, Celestine returned towards the maidservants' quarters. The lights were already out, maybe Meira was able to return and is now sleeping?
Not wanting to disturb the servants, Celestine decided to go into the bath. For sure, no one is already occupying it, seeing that the servants have already retired for the night, it was safe to assume that so are their masters. She was feeling really sticky from the sweat that she has accumulated from the morning.
However, Celestine never expected the terrifying sight that has welcomed her as she entered the bath.
"Meira!" She screamed, running immediately towards her friend. She did not know what to do as she was already lightly panicking.
"Meira! Talk to me!" She once again screamed. Instantly, she took off her outer robe and tried to wrap it around her friend's naked body.
'What happened?!" She thought to herself before frantically looking around. Celestine then noticed various layers of clothing scattered all over the floor. Getting one fabric on her hand, she immediately recognized that it was the ripped-off clothes of her friend.
"Meira! Meira! Wake up!" She shouted, shaking her friend whose out of consciousness.
Breathing heavily, she tried to bring Meira's body out of the damp part of the ground but as she moved her, she suddenly felt her body shaking heavily. Blood... There's blood, and what seems to be a white sticky fluid, flowing out of her friend's private parts.
"No, no, please no." She said, shaking her head, she continued to try to wake Meira.
The air in the bath felt thick, a fishy smell lingered around the air which was masked by the fragrant scent of the water, Celestine just noticed it.
Meira...
Meira was...
She closed her eyes.
Why?
Why must this happen to her friend?
As she was thinking, Meira suddenly flinched as she was laying down on Celestine's thighs.
Her eyes were still closed, yet she was screaming, thrashing around frantically.
"Please, stop! Master!" She shouted, begging, with tears running down her cheeks.
Celestine finally was able to put all of the puzzle pieces together.
So it was her Master...
It was either Roux or Ronald.
Closing her eyes, Celestine inhaled before calmly calling out to her friend.
"Meira, it's me, Celestine." She said, her voice, as gentle as she could.
Slowly, the crying girl opened her eyes, looking evidently relieved when she saw her friend's face.
"Celestine!" She cried, hugging her tightly. She was still crying, so Celestine did the only thing that she could; try her best to calm her down.
She felt hurt seeing her friend like this, she knew how she felt, but she was lucky to be able to escape with only a little damage. Her friend, however, was not as lucky as her, seeing the blood flowing down her thighs, she knew, the deed has already been done.
Celestine ran her hands up and down Meira's back, "It's alright. I'm here." She said, "It's okay to cry. I'll stay with you." She said. She can feel Meira nod her head before crying her heart out.
Celestine clenched her other fist. This damned family. How could they?! Their power doesn't give them the right to abuse and violate others. Why are they even doing it in the first place? They act all high and mighty, bragging about their education and knowledge, as well as their wealth yet their behavior is far less than a poor man begging for food and money in the street.
She hugged her dear friend tightly, showing her that she's here with her, to calm her down and make her feel safe and secured.
As the wailing of her friend slowly died out, Celestine remained silent, she did not want to interrogate her friend any longer, but she wanted to ask one question.
Holding Meira's shoulders, she looked directly into her eyes and asked, "Who did this?"
Meira shook her head, she did not want any more chaos to happen within the residence, this one unfortunate event was already enough. Seeing that Celestine's eyes were full of anger, she knew that her friend might do something rash, she did not want to put her at risk, but she really did appreciate her friend's gesture.
Celestine, however, does not want to just let everything end there. Her friend was defiled! She was way past anger. She needed to avenge her.
"Who did this?!" She screamed, startling the fragile girl in front of her in the process. Hearing Meira's light gasp, Celestine's consciousness soon returned to her.
"I-I'm sorry." She immediately apologized, in which Meira returned with a light smile.
She realized that she was in the wrong. Indeed, Meira for sure, is also feeling angry but in the end, what can she do? What can they do? For now, it seems like they can only do nothing but accept, no matter how hard the circumstances are.
But Celestine did not want to do that. She was not the type of person to stay silent when something clearly wrong is happening in front of her. After all, she believed that a person will not be able to truly learn as long as nobody denies his actions. One must be given the right words, and if not, a beating, in order to truly learn.
"Please Celestine, let's-let's just go." Meira pleaded her, her glossy eyes, seemingly piercing through Celestine's heart.
"Let's wash you up first." Celestine said, avoiding Meira's eyes. She assisted Meira to wash her body from all the sweat and blood, as well as the nasty white liquid from her thighs.
They wanted to puke, but held on, in order to not trigger each other's feelings. Both of them, despite being hurt, was careful of each other, knowing that one move may trigger one's action that could change everything.
Celestine noticed bruises all over her friend's body. Large hand marks can be found on her friend's wrist, as well as thighs, bite marks covered her neck and breast. She cannot help but feel pity, but more than that, she was disgusted and angry.
Not uttering a single word, Celestine quietly helped Meira stand up. she gathered her clothes that were scattered on the floor as Meira stood up, using Celestine's robe to cover her body.
Celestine helped Meira to walk, as she was slightly limp, sore all over her body.
She cannot help but curse the man that has done such a despicable thing to her friend. He will pay, she's sure of it, for she will be the one to ask him the prize for his actions.
Celestine leads Meira towards her room. She wanted her to feel secure, and her room is most probably the best place to provide her that, knowing that it has the luxury that her wretched masters have. She at least deserved to be pampered after this incident.
As she helped Meira lay down the bed, she sat down at the edge, once again asking. "Who did it?"
Meira looked away. She was torn, yes, she did want to have her revenge but she can't do anything. She won't be able to, no matter how she wants to, for she is powerless. Her friend, though doted on by her Young Master is the same.
"Don't bother, Celestine. Please." She said, trying to hold back the tears from her eyes, and doing her best to keep her voice from shaking. "Please try to understand." She pleaded, swallowing down her cries.
Celestine knew that she was being restless, seemingly not caring about her friend's feelings but still, she wanted to know.
She did not talk back, patiently waiting for her friend.
The both of them fought a silent war, with Meira getting defeated in the end, "It's the Master of the House, Sir Ronald." She finally blurted out, though only with a small, whispering voice. She looked at Celestine with pleading eyes; asking her to not make any rash decisions.
Her answer infuriated Celestine. "So it was that disgusting old man." She thought, remembering all of the actions of the man that made her spine shiver due to the brazenness.
She looked at her friend's pleading eyes. She wanted to take action, but she also wants to consider her feelings. After all, Meira is only worried about her. But still, this event is not one that she should let pass, however, as she thought of all the possible outcomes if she decided to storm into Ronald's chambers; the result all being the same, and it wasn't one that brings her any good.
Sighing, Celestine nodded her head, taking her friend into consideration. Meira smiled in relief. She was glad for having a friend just like Celestine. Though their personalities are completely the opposite, they understood each other.
Indeed she was hurt, she was angry. She was defiled, and she felt disgraced. But then, she can only accept. This was her fate. This was her reality.
Reality is not something that one can change—not easily, that is.
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