My Guardian Demon

Chapter 15 : Baby

I've heard it was SaiOuma day today (the 10th of March) so, as a gift, exceptionnaly, I challenged myself to publish this 15th chapter in both French and English at the same time.

But, warning : the other chapters will take more time to be published cause I need to rewrite them a bit and chapter 18 is VERY difficult for me to write, I feel like I'm writing complete shit and bullshit... ==

Oh yes !! And most of all !! This chapter contains several sexual references so , once again, don't force yourselves if you don't like it or if it makes you uncomfortable !! I say it again and will say it again, although I try to make them more implicit... But in any case , I'll keep saying it 'til the end !!

(Thanks maki-harukawa12 , first off, for translating that part for me lol ^^' and second for... the weird dream you gave me... that inspired partly this chapter...)

(Also, there may be spelling mistakes than usual especially on the 'I's because I translated this chapter in a different way than I usually do)

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Waking up is always a rough moment of the day.

Interrupting the peaceful silence around you while you're just enjoying your sweet, warm blanket during the cold winter nights ; only to be back in the nightmare your reality is in which you would have rather not go back in and reminding you that you should be extremely obedient, you shall not say even one bad word, unless you want to be punished severely... get seriously hurt by the one who dares call himself 'your guardian angel'...

Yep. Definitely the least pleasant moment of the day.

Even when you wake up all slowly when you want without being forced to go to school.

I thought that I would love doing this kind of things, laying down in bed the whole morning and that it'd be easy to wake up after such a pleasant sleep...

I was wrong.

It seems nothing can make such a wake up pleasant. And certainly not the asshole you do not have the right to call this way out loud.

Damn.

I sit up in my bed while sighing and look at the nightstand : there's a paper on it on which is written « I have a lesson online from 9 to 11. It is prohibited to scream. They won't be able to hear you anyway. If you dare disobey, I'll use the needle or duct tape, got it ? Rest up well, sweetie ♥ Shuichi. »

Still as bipolar as ever... you can see how the first half of the message is written on a cold, harsh tone to firmly give an order while the very last part is all sweet and nice, even decorated with a little heart to make the message look even nicer.

I put my chained hands on my crotch.

I want to piss... but there's nothing close enough from me in this room... and the rest is too far away from me and my limited perimeter in which I can move, decided and limited because of my dog's collar.

...

I don't wanna wake up...

I don't wanna live this new day... I just want to get back to sleep and forget that time is passing by until someone gets me out of here...

I know what's waiting for me there... I know who's waiting for me to wake up...

I know what he expects... I know what he expects from me...