Wake me up when your dead. Or when I'm dead.

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As I'm counting the number of bugs I saw today, the door swings open, Adelpha glares at me. 

What did I do?

I raise an eyebrow at her and go back to counting the number of bugs

223, 224, 225, 227 wait. 226, 227 

A hand pulls me off the bed, making me wobble and fall into the body

"So your contacting her now? Do you want me to kill her?" She snarls into my ear. 

My blood runs cold and I push myself out of her arms

"No! How can I contact her if you took away my phone?" I spit, trying to seem a lot angrier than I actually am

I've never been good at hiding my emotions when it came to Lisa. Sometimes I just randomly start crying when I see the letter L

Her newly dyed her blue hair shakes rapidly as she runs her hands through it. Her lips form a straight line as she glares at me

"Do I need to show you what happens when you misbehave Ruby Jane?" She growls, slowly walking forwards 

My eyes widen at the tone, and fear threatens to consume me

"w-what did I even do?" I spit out, sounding like a small child is about to get punished

But that's all I am to her. 

Someone- something she can use without having to worry about the consequences. And considering my back is still raw from a couple weeks back, I wouldn't be surprised if this punishment killed me.

"Your getting those idiot brothers of your to send messages to her."

I mean yeah they are idiots but no one else gets to call them that

"Their not idiots! Your just to cooped up in your own ass hole to see them doing shit!" I shout, backing up onto my bed.  

I stand on the top of it trying to keep as much distance as I can. Adelpha smirks and lets out a short and deep chuckle, making a shiver roll through me

"You think you have the advantage here? Do you really think that?" she taunts, jumping onto the bed and grabbing my arms and staring into my eyes.

Her deep brown eyes dilate, as she wraps her arms around my waist and drags me down. 

This feels different

"Your going to keep still. Or so help me I'll kill that fucking girl. Got it?" 

Unable to say anything due to the crippling fear I feel when she says that I nod my head, accepting whatever punishment she is going to give me

Her eyes shoot up to mine, lust evident in them. Her whole aura seems different

You know when someone just feels . . . . off? 

Her heavy breath circles in my ears, hands slowly running down my pale back.

Nausea overwhelms me, but I know not to let it show.

"Your mine." she whispers, nails digging painfully into my back as she places a wet, sickly kiss onto my neck

Stop.

"If I cant have you, no-one can."

She bites onto my neck, and I don't have to fight to hide my sounds of pleasure, because there is none.

It feels wrong.

All of it.

I gasp as she firmly tugs on my hair, making my head pound as her murky brown eyes bore into mine

"act like you want this, or I'll make you regret it" she hisses, making sure I get the hint

I fight back the sudden urge to cry and swallow audibly

"Okay" I whisper pathetically, allowing my hands to roam on her body, trying to ignore the fleeting feeling of fear when my hand brushes against a sharp object

Dry lips crash into my own roughly, and I can feel the blood dripping onto my tongue. Tears roll down my cheeks as I clench them shut.

Please stop.

Rough hands begin to strongly massage my breasts carefully. Not gently, but carefully. As if she's trying not to hurt me

But if she doesn't want to hurt me she should stop now.

She pulls away from me completely, making me scared as to what she is going to say next

But instead of speaking she sighs and runs a single hand down my face

"I hope you've learnt your lesson. Never disobey me again"

I choke back a sob and nod my head.

"good girl"

And with that, she all but disappears. But I can still feel her hands roaming on my skin, her lips moving on my own.

Curling up in a ball on the bed I let out all my tears and sobs.

I hate it here. I just wanna go home.

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