I was left alone for most of the day. I spent a lot of time lying in bed watching the clouds outside the window. I cleaned up the mess we had left the day before. Threw away what was left of my bloody clothes. Eventually he came back. After he closed the door, he walked over to me and said, “Steve is dead.”
The relief burst out inside me. I tried not to smile and keep my cool. I felt like I had won something. It was a strange feeling which had to do with taking the life of an oppressive asshole. For a moment I felt invincible, then a wave of fear washed over me. I wondered what would they would do to me.
Then he said, “You did not kill him, not directly. We chose not to treat his injuries, as he died. He lost a lot of blood. His artery was severed. Some of us requested that he not be saved. At which point it was brought to a vote. The first vote against him was overwhelming, so we let him die. Ultimately, it is our responsibility, not yours.
“However you did attack him and that must be punished in some way. We have not determined what that punishment will be. I told them that I felt very strongly, that you could be valuable to us. Steve had killed so much of our good help. In a way, you did us a favor. You have other supporters now. Many of the other guests have suffered the loss of a favored slave. They know that Steve has pushed the slaves too far. One of you were going to lash out eventually, out of anger or fear. He was also annoying. People were tired of his showing off and ranting bout his ideology.”
“So, due to your pregnancy, punishment is postponed. You’re in my custody until the baby is born. You have time prove yourself again. You won’t be able to associate with the other slaves for quite some time. Understand that anything you do now comes back to me. I’m responsible.
Later, he reiterated, “I have given you another chance. I really think if you can learn to fit in, you might even be happy here. You and I have had some nice times. I enjoy my time with you very much. I hope you have enjoyed it too.
I nodded in agreement and smiled. I did not know what to say.
He continued, “You live in an island resort. We have and always will have plenty of food. If you prove yourself, we can slowly allow you other privileges again.
I can tell, he is happy, I killed Steve.
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