Healing Sophie (18+) - RH//DDLG

50 - Pills & Routines

"Meds, now."

Sophie frowned but complied, taking the pill from Theo's palm. Just as promised, he had been there day and night, ensuring she was eating, drinking water, and taking her medicine. It made her heart warm, she just wished there were also a pill for estranged parents and copious amounts of schoolwork.

"You okay, princess? You seem tired." Finn ran a comforting hand through her hair, concern washed over his features.

"Just haven't been sleeping very well," she muttered. She didn't have the words to describe what was coursing through her brain. The past few weeks it felt like everything in her life was spiraling in a slow crescendo. Homework, play rehearsal, avoiding Marcus, dodging her father, working after school. She knew she wasn't doing the best mentally. She knew she had been more irritable lately. She felt like she couldn't help any of it, like she was watching a trainwreck in slow motion.

The guys had been understanding, but concerned. They tried their best to help, but she found herself subconsciously pulling away. She hated herself for it.

"You need to start going to bed earlier," Theo said. His voice was still scratchy from being sick.

"I can't", she snapped. She sighed, her head pounding. She was much too tired and much too autistic to try to read the shared look between Theo and Finn. She muttered, "I'm sorry."

She stood from the table and left, not wanting to be around anyone. Why was her brain so spastic? She loved her guys more than anything and she knew she was probably going to drive them away, but she just didn't know how to stop. She was on a collision course, headed for failure.

"Sophie."

Sophie froze at the stern voice and turned to Finn. He was frowning. Probably disappointed in her. She felt like everyone was beginning to just feel disappointment around her. "What?"

Finn met her gaze and motioned a finger. "Come here. Now."

She pouted but did as he said, unable to resist his pull, even on her worst days. She stopped right in front of him and crossed her arms. Theo wiggled his eyebrows at her before disappearing. Finn's brilliant honey brown eyes were filled with a roaring fire as they analyzed her. "I need to go do homework," she said.

"Not yet, Sophie."

She huffed in frustration. "I have a lot to get done, and it's due tomorrow."

She went to turn and walk away but a strong tattooed arm snaked around her waist, bringing her right back. She found it difficult to breathe or even remember why she was mad as her face was just a few inches from Finn's. He reached a hand up and squeezed her throat before pinning her up against the wall.

"That pretty little mouth has had a lot of attitude coming from it lately, princess. We've been trying to help you, but you've been mouthing off at all of us and being a very naughty girl. I'm about to fuck it right out of you."

Every thought faded from Sophie's brain at that. She felt her own inner fire rising up to meet his. She liked the idea of letting up control for a little while, just to give herself a break from everything. She felt her chest rise and fall as she said, "Do it."

His eyes darkened and Sophie let out a gasp as he grabbed a handful of her hair and shoved her to the floor onto her knees. He yanked down his jeans, exposing his already partially hard cock. She nearly whimpered at the sight, forgetting how large he was. "Be a good girl and open."

She resisted as he brushed himself up against her lips, giving him a challenging look. He let out a low growl. "You want me to take over, princess? Hm? You want me to use you like a filthy little whore?" He pinched the sides of her mouth and wasted no time burying himself deep inside her throat. She gagged at the sudden intrusion, her core throbbing in response to him. Finn hissed. "God, Sophie."