His Submission

01

MILA'S POV:

It's the Fourth of July again but instead of being out and drinking I'm cooped up inside watching 'the vampire diaries'. Either way my best friend is out of the country so it's not like i have anyone to go out with in the first place.

My best friend,Catarina is only reason i leave the house when it's not for work but this summer she's gone to see her family so I'm all alone. I never made any effort to make other friends besides her because well people annoy me in general so it would be a waste.

"Mila" a familiar voice called out.

I looked across the room to see a tall figure hanging over my bed, his green eyes sparkling as he looked at me.

"Maksim what are you doing in my house" I glared with clear annoyance.

"Cat told me to get you outside while she is we away or she'd cut me into tiny pieces and shove me in a miniature blender" He turned almost pale muttering those words.

"Your scared of women now brother" I chuckled looking looking at his facial expressions go from fear to annoyance.

I honestly didn't like going out much but if cat knew i didn't listen she would kill both of us and she's a scary woman for only being 5'1 when she got upset. I hated people sure but it wouldn't be as bad with my brother there. You could say I had a soft spot for him.

"I'll pick you up at 7 tonight, and wear some clothes for god's sake" He warned

"I always wear clothes brother" I tried my best not to burst out in laughter as his eyes met mine.

My brother didn't like my taste in clothes, he always thought it drew too much attention to us and he was probably right. I didn't do it on purpose though I was just very comfortable in with my body. Either way I was going to get a lecture later that night as usual.

I watched as he headed for the door smiling and slamming the door on his way out.

"How many times must i tell you not to slam the door" I yelled

I love my brother a lot. He is like my other half that I couldn't bear to live without,but sometimes i felt like I could just strangle him for all the shit he does and all the mess me makes me clean up.

Sometimes I think about telling him about who I really am but I didn't need him worrying and watching over me every second of the day. I needed space to live my life and be myself.

If I did tell him I wonder what he would even think of me as a person. He is a great brother and to tell him the truth I fear I would hurt him so much that he would never look at me the same again.

I could take a lot of pain,,I knew that but loosing my brother was the one painful think i knew that I would not survive. It would leave a hole inside my heart, a void of empty space from which I could not escape.

As I was deep in thought I felt myself beginning to doze off as I adjusted myself on the bed and fell asleep.

When I awoke it was already 6:30 which meant that I only had about half an hour to get ready. I began to search my closet for something  short and black to wear to the club.

I took off the dress hanging at the back of the closet and set it on my bed. It was a black see through mesh minidress with spaghetti straps and I grabbed my black  Tori Birch bag to go with it.

I shuffled around my jewelry to find my silver rhinestone choker and my silver hoop earrings. I slid my black and silver charm bracelet onto my hand and head over to the mirror to style my hair.

It was already 7:13 and my brother was ringing down my phone. I told him I'd be out soon and curled it with a single low ponytail going down the middle and I finally made my way outside the door.