Teaching her
I gently stroke the girl’s head, in hopes of calming her down without waking her up. She then started to purr, small and quiet mewls but I could still hear it.
Again we heard her stomach growl out loud as she shifted a little. Slowly, her eyes open, black meets dull blue.
The girl jumps back a little, surprise perhaps, the fear in her eyes were evident.
“Well, a terrible morning to you.”
I greeted her calmly. Aunt Larissa lets out a snot.
E: “AH! S-sor-r-ry! Enid’s sorry!”
“Shh, its okay.”
E: “Please! D-don’t hi-hit E-enid! Enid sorry.”
She forces herself to stop suttering.
“Is. It should be ‘Enid is sorry’ not ‘Enid sorry.’”
She flinched when I corrected her.
E: “S-sorry.”
“Sorry gets nothing done.”
L: “Wednesday be nice.”
Enid flinch when she remembered we weren’t alone.
L: “Now, we have arrive let’s head in, and get Enid settled down.”
E: “Wi-will Enid be sleeping in cage?”
L: “I beg your pardon?”
“Repeat that.”
Enid flinch under my glare directed towards her and she begins to tremble.
“I said repeat that!”
E: “Will…Enid be sleeping in a cage.”
“No. You will be sleeping in my room, sharing my bed.”
E: “Bed? What’s that?”
L: “Enid…”
E: “Yes, ma’am?”
L: “Have you been sleeping in a cage the entire time?”
E: “Yes. Not allowed to sleeping unless in cage.”
I walk into the house, grabbing my épée.
L: “WEDNESDAY! CALM DOWN!”
Aunt Larissa called out after me as I walked in the direction of Sinclair’s pack.
“I shall not. They made her sleep in a cage.”
L: “I understand, however, the poor girl is frighten, shouldn’t you be helping her settle down first?”
I look at the direction of the trembling girl who stared at my épée, as though I would use it on her.
“Fine, but I will be going after them the moment I am done.”
L: “I will pretend as though I did not hear that. Now, let us get some lunch first.”
“Are you hungry, Enid?”
E: “E-Enid can w-wait.”
“It’s fine, I’m feeling famish anyway, we can have an early lunch.”
I walked back into the house as Aunt Larissa escort the church mouse into the house, I then led her to my room.
“Where are your things?”
E: “Things?”
“Yes, your living necessities.”
E: “Don’t have.”
“What do you mean you don’t have?”
E: “...Master said Enid waste.”
It wasn’t hard to understand her language even when her grammar was all over the place. Another word for waste was trash, he called her a piece of trash that didn’t deserve anything.
“What do they feed you for food?”
E: “Bre-Bread.”
“When?”
E: “Don’t…know. Only when allowed.”
“Alright, take off your clothes and sit on the chair.”
E: “Yes, ma’am.”
I pulled out my first aid kit and to find Enid completely naked and bruises covering her skin in big and small patches, whip marks and cuts, some of the newly made wounds were starting to look infected.
“Maybe we should bathe you first.”
E: “Yes, ma’am.”
“Come along.”
I walked into my personal bathroom and filled the bathtub with warm water. Once the bathtub was filled and the temperature was just right, I turn towards Enid.
“Get in.”
E: “Yes, ma’am.”
Enid got into the bathtub, I took a scrub and started to gently clean her.
“Enid, what’s my name?”
E: “Miss Wednesday.”
“Again.”
E: “Miss Wednesday.”
“Good, so use my name when you want to call me, not ma’am or mistress. Just Wednesday.”
E: “B-but…Enid don’t want t-to b-be hit.”
“I promise I will never hit.”
E: “Promise?”
“It means to uphold one’s word.”
E: “Uphold?”
“To do as said.”
E: “Don’t know.”
“Don’t worry, you will understand soon enough.”
E: “Okay…”
Once Enid had a bath, I dressed her wounds and gave her a set of pyjamas to wear. We had to bring her to get some new clothes soon.
“Come now, time for lunch. Thankfully everything only took an hour and I believe the meals have been prepared.”
Enid looks at me and tilts her head slightly like a curious puppy. I sighed and stretch a hand out.
“Let’s go.”
Enid looks at my hand with no understanding.
“You can hold my hand as we walk.”
She hesitantly stretches out her hand and places them on mine. But instead of holding my whole hand she only held my pinky.
We left the room heading down to the dining room. I took a place at my usual seat and Enid just stood at the side. As though sitting at the dining table was forbidden.
“Sit.”
She sat on the floor. I wanted to smack my forehead as she took my words literally.
“Enid, sit on the chair, not the floor.”
E: “B-but Enid can’t.”
“Yes, you can now up and into the seat.”
I couldn’t understand why she refused.
Larissa’s POV
I watch Wednesday struggle to get the omega to settle into the seat. A girl who refused to show emotions the moment she meets someone who isn’t allowed to show up can create some challenges for her.
“Enid, you have permission to sit on the chair, so don’t worry about it.”
E: “Permission.”
W: “Yes, as aunt Larissa has said you have my permission now sit on the chair.”
Enid got up and sat down on the chair next to Wednesday. I set the food down in front of the two girls and Wednesday immediately begins grabbing herself a plate while Enid watches at one side.
Once Wednesday finished getting the food, I notice she chose the ones low in nutrients first. She had set the plate in front of Enid.
Was Wednesday being kind? I never thought I did live to see the day Wednesday cared for someone.
“Go on and eat, Enid, the food isn’t poison.”
E: “Permission?”
W: “Given.”
Enid looked at Wednesday with the question. Wednesday without a beat had replied calmly. I smiled until I noticed Enid struggled to use the utensils given.
I got up and went to her side and cut the food for her. Enid says nothing and Wednesday carried on eating.
“Miércoles, ¿has notado algo en este omega?”
(Wednesday, what have you noticed about this omega?)
W: Sí, es extremadamente recesiva, está entrenada para pedir permiso para cada pequeña cosa que hace. Ella cree que no merece ningún privilegio y que tenemos que pasar por el centro comercial más tarde para comprarle algo de ropa y otras necesidades de la vida.”
(Yes, she is extremely recessive, she is trained to require permission for every little thing she does. She believes that she doesn't deserve any privileges and we need to stop by the mall later to get her some clothes and other living necessities.)
“Está bien, Enid, I need you to eat up as we are going shopping for some clothes for you.”
E: “Master said Enid doesn’t need clothes…”
W: “Do not be foolish, that man is no master he is a mere fool who thinks because he is an alpha he can treat you however he likes. But no longer.”
E: “Use?”
She holds up the extremely sharp knife and asked. Surprisingly Wednesday takes the fork from my hand and stabs into one of the meats I had cut for Enid and directed the food to Enid’s lips.
W: “Open.”
Enid opens her mouth and Wednesday pushes the food in.
W: “Close.”
Once more enid does as directed and Wednesday pulls out the fork and waited.
W: “Chew Enid.”
Enid chewed. Once Enid had swallowed her food Wednesday does the same thing until Enid’s plate was empty.
I had already returned to myseat and started eating my own food while Wednesday’s place was untouched.
“Was it good Enid?”
E: “Very! Enid like, better bread.”
Wednesday had turned to her food and was eating without a care in the world. Once we finished our meals, Enid was brought back to Wednesday’s room for a short nap.
“What do you think? Will she make a perfect mate for you?”
I asked as Wednesday return from her room. I had set a cup of black tea in front of her.
W: “Why bother asking foolish question when you know the answer?”
“Truly.”
W: “I want that man’s schedule. They won’t know its me.”
“Are you ordering me around?”
W: “You were planning on doing it anyway. Its not considered an order.”
“Apparently, Murray Sinclair didn’t even know he was Enid’s father until today.”
W: “What?”
“Yes, the man himself, already had four other pups before Enid and didn’t know Esther Sinclair ws pregnant with his fifth. Apparently, he used to be kind to Enid before he found out everytime Enid interacted with him without permission she would be punish so he stop talking to her altogether.”
W: “Lies!”
“It’s true. I could not detect any other emotions except pain for the child when he said that.”
W: “Does Enid know?”
“It would seem so.”
W: “I’m moving out tonight. The Regul pack is attacking tonight. They would think the one who attacked them was the Regul pack.”
“May Selena have mercy on their soul and may Satan torture their descendants that wrong this pup.”
Thing appeared from arrouund the corner probably checking our new family member. He waved a hello to me before climbing onto the table.
T: “The girl is crying in fear. Lady Wednesday you should check it out.”
W: “I left when she fell asleep. Is it perhaps a nightmare?”
T: “It might be…she was crying, she kept saying sorry and calling for her father.”
“She must miss him. I did say he treated her with kindness.”
W: “Foolish girl.”
“Wednesday, you need to think from her point of view, she has never been loved nor has she been treated with love, she might even think that we are planning on punishing her the moment she makes a mistake.”
W: “I need to check on her, I will consider your thoughts.”
“I’ll get going, I need some research done.”
With that the conversation ended and we both went our separate ways.