Backstage (h.s)

3. Digging in

Esme

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Please don't go, please don't go

I love you so, I love you so

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July 6th 2018

"Esme can you pass the bread please?" I hear Mr. Jenson say to me and I nod quietly passing him the bread, he nods and takes two pieces out of the basket slathering butter on top of each piece, I look over to Patrick and he's sitting up straight looking very proper, he sees me staring at him and he eyes to me to start eating my salad

I wanted chicken strips but he said they were childish and he told me to get a salad, he's right a little bit chicken strips are usually a little kid meal

I look in front of me to Patricks mother, she's the sweet one very innocent and just does what she is told, which is a lot because Mr. Jenson and Patrick are both very needy men, "Patrick how was work today?" Mr. Jenson asks Patrick, Patrick works for an accountant company doing something with money, "it was alright, I screwed someone with their money so they gave the company more than they should of" he laughs and so does Mr. Jenson

"um.. thats not right" I mumble and both of their heads shoot towards me, "Patrick calm your woman down" Mr Jenson says and I get offended, "I don't need to be calmed down, I'm just saying that wasn't right of you to do" I shrug and I feel Patricks hand move swiftly to my thigh, he squeezes it digging his nails into and he moves his lips to my ear

"Esme I need you to shut the fuck up before I make you shut the fuck up" he says harshly in my ear and I know he's speaking loud enough so his father can hear him, I turn towards his father to see Mr Jenson making a proud face at his son which makes me feel a weird feeling in my stomach, I nod to Patrick and he pulls is nails out of me, I look down to see imprints of him and I'm bleeding since he was pushing so hard

I look back up and I stay quiet the rest of the dinner, I started dating Patrick around august of last year, we will almost be hitting a year soon, I love him a lot and he does a lot for me, I met him when I joined his fathers company writing and producing music at Backstage co., I started there over a year ago it's been great I started small with my friend slash other producer Winnie, she's very nice and I love her a lot she's an amazing writer as well

Ember also got a boyfriend, they started dating about two months ago, his names Louis, he's definitely her type, he's a bad boy, likes leather jackets and he loves to smoke and get tattoos, they're perfect for each other and she seems very happy which makes me happy, about a month ago I moved in with Patrick and his father and mother since Patrick doesn't like to be on his own he lives with his parents which is fine I guess

I take a bite out of my salad and I crunch on it, it tastes like shit but I guess I can manage, I had to when I was little so it's no big deal, I see Mrs. Jenson do the same with her salad she had the cook make and she looks down and stares at the ground while the men talk, I look back down and fidget while dinner gets finished up

"Esme you didn't finish your food are you alright?" Patrick asks me and I hear his father cough, Patrick looks at him and when he looks back down to me he rolls his eyes, "you're ungrateful" he snarls and I shake my head and I look back down, "I wasn't hungry I'm sorry" I say and he grabs my chin forcing me to look to him, he's eyes read something I can't tell what it is but he drops my chin back down and I stand up, "I'm going to hang out with Ember" I speak and I see Patrick get angrier and I say goodbye to Mrs. Jenson, I turn the door knob to this huge as mansion, the interior reminds me of home which makes me sick

I walk out of the house and I call an uber, it arrives about ten minutes later and I stand off the curb, I open the car door and I ask him to take take me to Embers address, I grab my phone and I tap on Embers contact, "sup bitch" I hear in my ear and I smile at the comforting of her voice, "hi em" I smile and I hear her voice soften, "hey what's wrong?" she asks and I shake my head

"no nothings wrong but I'm on my way to your's and Louis apartment" I say and she laughs, "okay, are you sure your alright though?" she asks and I feel my stomach drop, "yea yea I'm fine" I smile and she says okay and I hang up

the driver pulls up to their apartment and I get out walking to the steps, I buzz in and I hear the door click letting me know it's unlocked, I open the door and I walk to the elevator, I press floor 23 and I head up, I walk down the low light hallway and I walk to her door, I knock on it and a couple seconds later I see Ember opening the door with just a bed sheet on and I can still see everything the bed sheet did not help, I walk in and I turn around to her as she closes the door

"you know you could of told me not to come right?" I ask her and she smiles, "well I wanted to see my best friend but I also wanted an orgasm so it worked out in the end" she smirks and I shake my head, "not for me I've been exposed to your nudity" I close my eyes and she laughs

"where's Lou?" I ask her and she grins, "shower" she says and I sit on their couch, "how's Pat?" she asks and I look down, I haven't told anything about Patrick to Ember, she knows nothing about him it makes me sad but I know if I did tell her she would probably kill him, "good" I smile and she sits next to me, her eyes drift down to my legs, my thighs more specifically, and she snaps her head up to me, "your bleeding" she whispers and I look down to where Patrick left the marks, "did you do that?" she asks and I nod lying, she doesn't need to know she'll just pity you

"I do it when I get anxious" I shrug and she moves my hands from covering them, "o-ok are you alright?" she asks and I nod, shaking it off even though they hurt like a bitch

"yea totally fine just need to stop doing it" I nervous laugh and she nods her head but I can tell she doesn't fully believe me, "wanna watch a movie?" I ask her and she nods, I grab a blanket from the other side of the couch, I throw it over me covering my legs especially and she turns on a movie

for the rest of the night, I touch the marks on my thighs thinking of how he didn't mean since he does love me a lot and I throw the thought of him hurting me out of my mind

he loves me

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