Eventually Master got up and took over for me and I could get some sleep, Sam kept driving while Sarah slept against the wall. I felt bad for her but Sam probably forbid her from sleeping on the bed, so I slept in the bed instead. I was expecting Master to sleep longer but he got up, I woke up when the sun was starting to rise. Me and Sarah went down to the first floor to start cleaning my blood off the floor, she clearly wanted to talk to me.

“Why did you fight so hard for our owners, maybe the pirates would have saved us. That was the closest I ever was to being freed and you ruined it, you brainwashed cattle.” she told me angrily.

“I was fighting to protect Master and every one else, including you. Master cares for me, those pirates would just rape me. Plus He would probably be killed by them, I can’t let that happen.” I responded.

“Your already raped by your “loving” master, he uses you to help himself. You still think they care for you, they don’t. Sam treats me like shit and you know that, I was sleeping on the wall last night. She only pretends to care about you so you will protect her and so if they get married you will welcome her in your life. I think you see some mother figure in her but I assure you she is not one.” she continued to tell me.

“SHUT UP!! She is the closest to a mother figure I have ever had and you know nothing about my past! Maybe if you were more loyal to your master and supported her work she would treat you nicer, you instead obey out of fear while hating her in your mind. You seem ungrateful for all the money she spends on you, your clothes alone are reason to see she could care about you.” I told her.

“I’m fucking owned like property just like you, there is no being grateful to your owner. Yeah if I sucked up to her and acted like you I might be treated better but doing that is accepting that I’m legally no different than cattle. Just cause your jealous of the clothes I wear doesn't mean you get to tell me how grateful I should be.” she then told me.

“What is so wrong with being owned, it means your wanted and cared for and I love that feeling.” I told her.

“Just cause you have mommy issues that Dan and Sam can take advantage of doesn't mean he loves you, stop being a victim of your past.” she then responded to me.

“I’m not a victim! I made it through everything my family put me through, you know nothing about me. Master is the first person to care for and praise me.” I told her as I was starting to cry.

“Lin, come up here so I can re bandage your wound. Its not good to let it go unchanged for to long.” Sam called down to say.

I walked upstairs and wiped my tears away, Sam had stopped the boat and I took off my pants and lied in bed.

“You look sad, is every thing okay?” I was asked as she re cleaned and banged my leg.

“I just don’t feel all that happy right now, that’s all.” I told her.

“I heard you yelling, was Orange giving you trouble?” she asked and I nodded my head in agreement.

“She can be a troublesome slave unlike you, don’t let her get to you and keep being who you are.” she told me and I smiled.

I got dressed and went down stairs to finish cleaning the first floor, I punched Sarah gently since Sam gave me permission. We didn’t talk any more and finished cleaning then went upstairs and master came up later. It was day now and the city was in the distance, we were almost there.

Master took over driving and Sam fixed my hair while I sat on the bed, she used some water from the sink to get my hair wet. After she finished cutting it she brushed my hair, no one had ever done this for me before and it was nice. I was handed a mirror and true to her word she fixed my hair, it was all even now like it had been before. I was getting used to shorter hair since Master wouldn’t let me go any longer.

After she cut my hair and I picked up all the hair Sam sat next to me and wrapped her arm around me, she told me how I was much better than Sarah was. Her praise made me happy, Sarah was wrong about her. Sam got some snacks for herself and let me have some, they were chocolate witch I hadn’t had in a long time. It tasted so good, I could only imagine the food she got to eat.