Caged

Gracelyn

I woke up in Nicolas's bed, I looked down to see my body naked... He's gone to ... I don't know. I could escape, i could call someone, but i just don't know why I'm not thinking to do that.
Let me admit, I'm safe.

I got out of bed as i made my way to the bathroom. I stepped in the shower, bathed, brushed my teeth.
I got out and dressed in a tank top and skirt. I tied my hair in bun. I got out of his room and made my downstairs- Here is quiet, Oh and it's been a while since I've seen Marcello. Maybe he's gone.

I walk to the fridge and grab water. The water gulped down my throat- " Here goes the bitchy slave " i shivered as i turned to see a woman, tall, black her, gorgeous. Who is she? That's the first thing that comes to my mind. " I-i who are you please?" I ask as i place the water on the counter.

" Shellie, AKA Nicolas's girlfriend. Bitch" she says and my eyes narrowed. He lied to me. This means he's using me. Lieing to protect me. He threatened me. Used me. Tears trickled down my face and i wiped them away not trying to look weak in front of her.

" Oh, didn't you know he's just using you. You are not his standard. He needs me. You are just an innocent brat " she says and i sniff.

" I'm not a slave or a brat but what if your so called boyfriend called me his, yester night infact everyday and he comes back to the left over"

i say with braveness. Her face changes. I go to talk again tears still flowing then Slap.
She just slapped me. My face stings.

" How dare you call me a leftover, say it to yourself. I have a title. A girlfriend. And you A slave. Who is the left over you fool"

she says. I grab the sides of my skirt. My chest heaving.

" He must hear this"

she says as she grabs my hair and began to pull me. I try to wiggle out of her hold.

Anger spikes in me. I hold her neck and push her off me. " Don't touch me. You know what i don't care about the two of you. I hate the both of you. Stay away from me"

i say as i turn to leave but then i bump into a hard chest.

It's Nicolas.

I don't even bare him a glance and i walk past him but he grabs my arm. I wiggle. " Stop, let me go" i say as i sob.

I'm so hurt.

I'm not a slave.

I'm a normal human.

I didn't ask for this. " This bitch held my neck, baby" Shellie says.

" Drop it. What the Fuck did you just call her?" He says. He's trying to defend i don't care. he's a liar.

" A bitch" she says. " Let me go Nicolas please just let me be. I've had enough. I'm tired please" i sob.

" Why are you crying?"

He asks. " Tell me Gracelyn" he says again. " Baby don't waste your time on her let's go" Shellie says.

" Shut the Fuck up Shellie, don't use that word on me. You are just a sex partner" he says. A sex partner?? She also lied.

" What did she do, Gracelyn"

he asks his voice firm. " Nicolas, she called me a slave, bitch. She slapped me.

That's not me. I never asked for this. Why does she even know I'm here.

You told her I'm a slave that's why she's calling me that. I hate you" i say and he lets go.

" Did you just touch her"

he ask as he turns to face Shellie. " No, she's a liar"

she says as he fixes her hair. " I'm not lieing" i say. Nicolas grabs her hair and holds her neck and i freeze.