My Possessive Dom

Chapter 7

After such an exhausting day of classes and that uncomfortable conversation, it feels good to just be in my room and take a breath. What if my dom tomorrow isn't nice? What if he wants to hit me a lot? Do I really get a say in that? I'm interrupted by my phone chiming.

"Does anybody want coffee" says a text from Maggie in the group chat we made with me, her, and Jackie.

"I'd have to ask" I reply.

"Same" says Jackie.

I put my phone down on my bedside table and lay down. I want to take a couple more minutes of laying down before I have to go ask to go out. He let me go off with them during the bonfire so I'm sure he won't have a problem with it. Just as my thought ended Caleb opens my door and pokes his head in.

"Come in," I say.

He walks in and sits on the edge of my bed.

"What were you thinking about for dinner tonight?" he asks.

"Well Maggie asked..." I'm cut off by the chiming of my phone. "That's probably her. She wanted to go to coffee with me and Jackie, if that's okay."

He picks up my phone and just stares at it.

"What the hell?" he asks.

"What? It's just coffee." I say.

"No, this," he says and hands me my phone.

I have a text message from a random number:

"Hey Olivia, this is Jake. I just wanted to throw it out there that the school has nothing against two subs to one dom and Maggie's bedroom is larger than most and can accommodate. Maybe we could meet up and talk about it sometime?"

I am dumbfounded. We barely talked at the bonfire and that was the only time I've seen him. We maybe had some small talk around the fire a little later that night. I look up to Caleb.

"What?" He asks coldly.

"I don't know what this is." I say, hurt by his tone of voice.

"Well you certainly must."

"I don't know what you're talking about. I'm not entirely sure what he's talking about."

"Really? He obviously wants you. He wants you living in his dorm and he wants you to be his sub. Where did he get your number anyways? Did you give it to him?"

"No! And why are you mad at me?" I ask, raising my voice.

"He wouldn't have reached out if he didn't feel the feelings were reciprocated."

"What feelings, Caleb? There are no feelings!" I instantly regret that, I am definitely yelling now.

"Tell your friends you can't go. Now."

"This isn't fair. You aren't listening to me."

"Tell your friends you can't go and your phone is mine for the next three days. Don't make it the next week."

I can't believe this I think to myself. I barely talked to him. He must have gotten my number from Maggie. I open my mouth to tell Caleb, but remember a comment I made around the fire and stop.

"Cal-"

"You must really want me to have your phone." he snaps.

I look at him, searching for a piece of understanding in his eyes, but it's all cold. I look down at my phone and type a message to my friends. My fingers move slow, they feel numb. When I'm finished typing I close it and hold it out to Caleb, hopelessly searching his face for a hint of understanding.

"I want you in your bra and underwear with your nose in the corner. Now," he says as he takes my phone and puts it in his back pocket.

I slowly get off the bed and walk out of the room, to the one down the hall.