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Ethan didn’t even notice the fact Carla was at the top of the stairs when he went to the living room with his food. He was much too hungry to notice anything other than the food. Neither of them really even realized that Carla was even awake and the fact Ethan was watching TV and Kimberly was messing around in the kitchen kept them both from hearing the stairs creek as the woman snuck down them. As Kim went to join him in the living room, she hear a scream and looked just in time to move enough for only her arm to get hit, and drop the bowl of soup. Kim stared up at her wide eyed and frowning, before grabbing the towel rack and holding it tight enough to keep from getting hit again. [b]“Figlio di una cagna! What the fuck are you doing Carla?!”[/b] She asked loudly her silk like voice angry. 

At that Ethan came into the dining room, his hand behind his back for his gun. Kim held her hand out to him, and he moved his hand looking at the scene before smirking. [b]”She is a rough one isn’t she?”[/b] He said laughing as he covered the gun up with his shirt. He stopped when Kim glared at him and told him to get a towel for her arm which was now bleeding. [b]“I’m not your bitch Kim.”[/b] He said annoyed before looking at Carla and gesturing the stairs before climbing them anyway to get what she wanted. [b]“Get the girl from the idiotic men, bring her in the house, leave her alone and get a blanket, and take her stairs to her room. Why don’t I kiss your damn feet while I’m at it!”[/b] He complained walking up the stairs, as it went from English to Italian.

Kim watched him with an amused smirk before looking back at Carla and sighing. [b]“Will you drop the rank now mia carissima? I already told you this morning that I wouldn’t hurt you.”[/b] She said softly as she let go of the towel rank, before looking at her arm frowning at the fact that she was bleeding. Kim wasn’t angry with her really, after all the girl was scared and woke in a strange house. Did she remember what had happened? Or that Kim had bought her? 

[b]“Are you hungry? Do you want some soup, and we can talk?”[/b] She asked gesturing around the counter towards the kitchen which was nearly as big as the living room, before walking into the kitchen unsure if the girl was following her, but the front door was locked so it would be fine. Getting a bowl of soup for Carla, and another for herself as Ethan brought her a small towel to stop the bleeding.. [b]“How much of what happened do you remember?”[/b]