I just want to thank the people that have supported me with the story, it may not be many but it still counts.
(Derek's pov)
That ungrateful little basterd I was being nice to him and he just spit in my face and threatened me. But I have to say I went kinda overboard by slapping him hard enough for it to cause that much blood. I feel bad but I'm not gonna show weakness by apologizing he needs to know not to talk back to me now that I own him.
(time laps)
After a few hours of thinking I decided I needed to apologize so I grabbed a washcloth and ran it under cold water. Walking to the room he's locked in I walked in to see him fast asleep with little specks of dry blood splattered in areas of his face. blood still coming out of his mouth down his chin. Danm I didn't know i hit him that hard. I walked up to the bed gently grabbing his jaw whipping the blood off. Where is this blood even coming from? I slowing opened his mouth looking for the source of blood. Seeing that his tongue almost split in two. My jaw dropped feeling guilt wash over me. I finish wiping his face and sit the cloth down on the table. I should go get doc to have a look at his tounge to see if he needs any stitches. I exit the room not bothering to lock it. I mean why should i? he's tied down.
This chapter is kinda short and im sorry for not updating for a while I kinda had writers block. I would like to hear form you. What do you think should happen in the next chapter I'm up for any suggestions.
