Everyone always knew Greta Bulomos was a spoiled child, it was just her personality. Her parents just gave her whatever she wanted and left her alone. As she got older, she became the most popular girl in school, considering her father ran Pear Technologies, one of the highest earning tech companies, and her mother was a world-famous fashion model. Greta was also a known bully, the apex predator of her school. She would target anyone who didn't fit up to her standards, and she would make sure they were tortured mentally and psychologically.
After years of her bratty and somewhat cruel behavior, her parents finally put the foot down and decided to teach her a lesson. With a single bag and suitcase, Greta's parents sent her to a place in Texas called, Harlem. They dropped her off in the small town and drove away, not giving her any sense of direction or a place to stay. Hell, she wasn't even given any money to buy food.
"Ugh...this is so stupid..." Greta mumbled to herself as she walked along the dirt road, trying to find a place to stay. Greta found out that there was barely any signal so, she couldn't find a hotel on the internet. Eventually, Greta hid behind a farmhouse, miles away from where she was originally dropped off. Even though her hair was all messed up, she had to force herself to curl up on her suitcase and sleep near the back of the farmhouse in an old shed she found.
Hours later, Greta was awoken by the sound of crunching grass and low chuckling. She immediately dashed behind a bunch of soil bags, realizing that the noises were coming from outside. Suddenly, a loud crack was heard and the doors to the shed flew open, revealing two men dressed in black slowly entering. "Lookie here...seems this farm chick is hiding some goods" The lanky man commented as he scrounges through the piles, looking for something. Even though Greta tried to stay quiet, thee other, more pudgy man found her. "Yo string bean! We gots ourselves a little treat for later!" He yelled out as he pulled Greta out of her hiding place. "L-Let go of me!" Greta exclaimed as she squirmed around in the man's arms, trying to free herself." The lanky man suddenly grabbed her taser from Greta's suitcase and shocked her in the neck. Greta then fell limp as her eyes grew heavy. "No no no, we can't have our new little doll making a fuss~" The pudgy man crooned as they searched her for anything valuable.
Their little robbery was cut short by the sounds of a dog barking and footsteps approaching. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" A woman, Bianca Lumes, yelled out with her pistol in hand as her dog attacked the men. They yelped with pain and dropped their stuff before running away, leaving Greta almost nude and unconscious.
Bianca then noticed Greta and she slowly approached her before she wrapped her in her own robe before carrying her inside of the farmhouse. "Poor girl..." Bianca mumbled as she gently laid her down in the bed of the guest bedroom and tucking her in. She then gently bandaged the multiple cuts on her body from the shed and cleaned up that burn mark where the men shocked her.
The next morning, Greta woke up in surprise, she was sleeping in a bed. The last thing she remembered was getting tased by the men with her own taser. As Greta got up from the bed, she noticed that her suitcase was placed neatly on the ground and the clothes she wore were neatly folded. She blushed heavily in embarrassment but sighed in relief when she noticed that she was still clothed. Whoever saved her had been nice enough to get her something comfy to wear while sleeping.
The smell of eggs and pancakes filled her senses as she hesitantly walked down the stairs, nervous to see who's house she was currently in. As her light steps pressed against the stairs, she heard a woman humming in the kitchen. As Greta was able to get a better view, it was a woman of about the same age as her. Her long, chocolate brown hair was bunched in a braid that rested on her right shoulder. Her deep hazel eyes were so gorgeous and went well with her perfectly tan skin and adorable freckles.
Greta was surprised at the gorgeous woman. But then she remembered that the men mentioned something about "A farm girl". Thankfully but still feeling degraded that she needed the help of a peasant.
Greta plopped herself down at the dining table, waiting for food. Bianca then notices Greta's presence, "Oh! I see you've woken up. I'm Bianca...Bianca Lumes." She states in a warm way as she holds out her hand towards Greta. "...Greta Bulomos..." Greta mumbles quietly as she weakly shakes Bianca's hand.
"Hmm...Not very talkative..." Bianca muses, "But I understand...Try and get some rest...you deserve it..." Bianca says sweetly as she sets the plate of pancakes in front of Greta.
After breakfast, Greta goes back into the guest room and lays down on the bed, her mind overthinking about what happened last night. Though her morals are to step on the backs of the working class, Greta can't help but be thankful for Bianca...considering the outcome would be worse if it wasn't for her. 68Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ9oDEElDeun
As Greta was overthinking about how she treated Bianca, she felt her cheeks getting hotter and turning more pink, especially when she noticed her tending to the garden in front of her house. Greta's heart was pounding at her chest and she curled up on the bed. She took her phone and just started to scroll through her social media, hoping to ignore this sensation in her body.
As she was scrolling, she stumbled upon an account called "Lumes.Acres", this must've been Bianca. Greta clicked on the account and was awestruck. It was multiple photos of Bianca and her farm, along with a few selfies with her and her friends. Greta's blush grew even deeper and there was no denying, Greta was in love with Bianca.
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