𝕃𝕠𝕤𝕥

𝕃𝕠𝕤𝕥༒𝔽𝕠𝕠𝕥𝕓𝕒𝕝𝕝

Chapter 4:

I open my eyes and feel a humongous elephant on top of me. "Kayden..." I say trying to wake him up. "Ugh bloody hell. Ok I didn't want to do this but you've given me no choice. KAYDEN!!!" I yell into his ear waking him up immediately.

"Santa? Oh it's you." He says looking around. "No shit Sherlock. What time is it?." I say sitting up.

"It's 4:10am. Why would you wake me up mate. I need my beauty sleep." He says trying to go back to sleep on the floor. "Shoot. Kayden get up you need to drop me off at home, I was meant to be in by 11." I say starting to panic. I was meant to make dinner for John last night how could I have been so stupid.

"Calm your pants woman. Ugh get your stuff I'll drop you off." He says getting up while streaming a bunch of Italian curse words and putting his shoes on. "Thank you so much dick waxer I appreciate it."

We walk downstairs to the car and start making our way to house. I give him my address without even thinking of him seeing my run down house. It's not like I'm ashamed or anything I just don't want him to suspect anything. I don't know, I'm probably just over thinking.

"Ok I'll see you at school kayden. Thanks for the ride." I jump out of the car without allowing him to respond and run inside the to find a dark figure standing by the stairs. John. "So the hoe finally decided to show up." He says slowly stalking towards me.

"I'm s-so sorry j-John, I got caught up ." I say slowly backing away. "With a boy huh? You've finally shown your true colours vixen. Your just a good for nothing slut who should be taught a lesson." He grabs me by my arm and pulls me towards the kitchen. He might actually kill me this time. But that would be him showing mercy.

He grabs a kitchen knife from the draws and pushes me to the ground. "This is going to teach you to stop hoeing around." He gets on top of me and turns me around so he's straddling my back. "This, My dear vixen. Is going to be a constant reminder of how you belong to me and me only." He starts carving something on my back but I just lay there. Because i am done begging for my life. It's not mine anymore.

"Oh what's wrong vixen? Are you hurt ? I'm sorry I never mean to hurt you I just need to teach you a lesson once in a while. You. Are. Mine." He starts laughing and walks out the front door. He doesn't mean to hurt me? The bastard hurts me every bloody day.

I slowly get up from the floor and begin to make my way to the bathroom to get ready for school. It's already 6am so I have to hurry up. If I'm late again they'll probably phone home and let's just say that didn't end well last time. I jump into the shower and quickly rinse myself under the cold water. Once I was done I went into the attic to throw on something to wear. I pick out a small worn out tank top and some plain blue jeans and plain white trainers. My school doesn't really care what we wear we just can't show our Botox or our cleavage which is kinda hard for me as I've got a lot of both if you know what I mean (😏).