Let Me See

He turned around and grabbed a first aid kit from under the sink. He took my hand and led me to the bed.

"Im fine" I insisted. " I can care for my own cuts."

His bedroom looked amazing. Like if he was some sort of interior designer. There was a beautiful gold and red bedspread matching curtains and carpet. The dark metal bed frame match the nightstands and antique candle holders.

"sit" he said at the edge of the bed.

"I don't want to" I replied as I sat in front of him and stood back up.

"sit down and stop being such a pain in the ass." he said annoyed.

"I'm fine" I insisted as I sat down.

"let me see it now" he said

Why can't I control myself? Why am I doing what he tells me to? Is this part of spell? Have I somehow lost my free will?

I move my towel looking away from him embarrassed and feeling exposed. He treats my wound carefully. I try really hard not to look at the naked body in front of me.

He pours a cold liquid over it.

"ahhhh... " I can't help but whining it burns.

Starting at my shoulder and moving down.

"sorry" he said.

He covers it with medicine and bandages. The butterfly stitches go on gently. The medicine stings a little.

"I'm sorry if it stings, but I can't have this getting infected on you. I wouldn't be holding up to my end of the deal if I did that."

Does he care about me? Or is it just because of our deal? I can't read him.

"I need you to move the towel more, I'm not till the end of the cut."

I look down and see that he's right. I moved my towel just a little bit more just enough to get the bandage on. As soon as he's done I cover up quickly.

"are you hurt anywhere else," he asked concerned.

"yes" I touch my head. "but I'm fine."

"maybe your being so weird because you have brain damage." he laughed "did you hit your head?"

"It's not that bad." I laughed. "I hit my head when I feel but it's already stopped bleeding. I got a lot of little scratches. But it's fine, nothing deep enough for an infection."

He puts medicine on my head I can feel it sticking to my hair. Then onto cuts on my arms and legs none of them are deep enough to need bandages.

"All done." he smiled.

"I told you it would be fine."

I smile back then realized we are both still naked. As he is standing in front of me now.

"Clothes please." I say embarrassed. Although he was helping me he still had his hands all over my body. I feel awkward.

"Right this way" he led me to his closet and handed me a shirt. I slit his shirt on over the towel and let the towel fall to floor. The shirt came down almost to my knees. He went to hand me pajama pants that was way to big.

"No thanks I'll sleep in just this. It's like a nightgown."

"Alright" he said turning from the closet.

"are you going to put something on?" I ask I still can't stop myself from staring.

"normally, I like to sleep nude, but since it bothers you so much fine." he puts on the oversize pajamas pants. They seem small on him.

I turn to walk towards the bed. However after only about seven steps I couldn't move any further. (about 5 feet)

Is this part of the spell also?

"where are we going to sleep?" I asked.

"you can take the bed I'll sleep on the sofa downstairs. I don't want you to think I'm going to try any funny business."

"ok well good night." I waited for him to walk past. After about five feet away he stopped. I could feel a tug on my shoulder where he placed his hand during the spell.

" That's new. I guess we're both sleeping in the bed." he said turning around and pointing to the bed.

"sorry, this spell didn't work as planned." I said.

"I'm not sorry." he said.

We laid on opposite sides of the bed. With a large pillow between us.

"About that I have questions for you." he said leaning over the pillow towards me.

"alright but I have to warn you, you might not like the answers. I have to be honest remember." I smiled

"so we was looking for, Marry, What's with the name Ray that you gave me? You lied about your name because you didn't trust me right?"

"Ray was the name my mother gave me before I was born, and the name my father used between identity problems. Marry was my last identity I used before my dad vanished. I don't know how to get all the government information so. that's that."

"So when you asked me on a date you used your real name, why?"

"It just came out, I wanted to be open with you. I didn't want to hide who I was."

"So how many people know your name as Ray."

"assuming when my dad vanished 5 years ago it wasn't by choice, he's probably dead so just you."

"I thought you said it was your mom how named you what about her?"

"she died giving birth, I've only ever seen one photo of her."

"I'm sorry. So there's no one else no BFF or boy friends? In your life to share your secrets with ."

"no, no one. My father taught me from birth to be invisible."

"why would he do that?"

"Because 'The Boss'. He was afraid he would find us. So we ran, a lot, hiding became part of everyday life."

"Why would he be after you as a child, he normally only does business with grown ups?"

" My mother left him to be with my father. After they got married my parents were expecting me. My father wanted to make me a strong and healthy as possible. They tried to alter me while I was in her womb. My dad said they all 3 was best friends and that he lost it when my mom and dad got married. He got violent and blamed my dad for my mother's death. My dad made it look like I died with her so there is no record of me existing. He always feared what would happen if I was cought. So even after I was born he continued to experiment. Untill 5 years ago, before he vanished he finally said he was done."

"is that what all the scars are from?"

"yeah most of them, others from fights like tonight."

"that explains why you out ran me."

"Yep, can I ask you a question Jay?"

"sure"

"why do you work for him? You seem like a nice guy."

"He gets a bad rep. He's not that bad. Honestly I owe him my life"

"Then how will you protect me from him."

"By making you mine" he smiled.

"How is that going to help?" You just want me you pervert.

"The Boss likes me. He trust me if I tell him your mine, he will allow you to come and go. As long as I promise you will mind me." he winked

"well that shouldn't be a problem."

"oh and how can I be so sure you'll be obedience in front of them?" he doesn't get that I have to do as he tells me yet.

"obviously 'obedience' was somehow tied in to the spell, if you tell me to do something, I start doing it even if I don't want to. Haven't you noticed?"

"really? oh this could be fun I want to play with it."

"yes really, what wrong with you?"

"I don't know lonely childhood? lack of sex? you being so tempting?" he smiled. " blame it on what ever you like."

"what are you going to have me do?"