~~Sava's POV~~
As the hot water hit my back I couldn't help but cry silently to myself. What did I do this time? I got the soap and started to wash my body being as gentle as possible. I ignored my newly made bruises and the stinging sensation when some soap got into the newly made wounds he gave me. Why did he do this? What could he possibly get from this? What did I do that was so bad? I quickly washed my hair and got out. I didn't want to take to long in the bathroom, because surly enough I'd get yelled at.
"SAVA!"
I quickly threw a large T-shirt on and some random underwear. I turned around and surly enough he was standing there.
"I was calling you did you not hear me?" He voice dark, low, scary, sending chills down my spine.
"Y-yes I just di-didn't get to answer, I-I'm sorry."
"Will you ever learn? Don't fucking stutter. You know it annoys the shit out of me."
"I'm sorry."
"Stop saying that! Is that all you know how to say?"
"No."
"Well anyways thanks for wasting my time having this pointless conversation with you. I'm leaving, and don't bother waiting for me. I don't know when I'll be back. You know the rules," He quickly grabbed my throat and pushed me against the wall pressing his body to mine. "and I swear if you fucking break them ... Well you know what happens. Remember last time you broke the rules?" He's laugh ringed in my ears. You could hear his laugh echo through the house. He violently pressed his lips to mine, kissing me harshly. "Kiss back!" He ordered, and I listened. I obeyed him and kissed him back. "That's more like it." He let me go and left.
As soon as he had mentioned if I had remembered what happened last time, memories wouldn't stop flowing into my mind. Painful, harsh memories. Ones nobody should have to go through.
~~Flashback~~
I was in line, impatiently waiting for the lady in front of me to finish. It seemed at if her cart never emptied. Everybody's cart was similar to hers I had no option but to wait. Little did I know that waiting had severe consequences.
I only had about ten items. I looked down to the ten and below area just to find it full of people WAY over ten items standing there impatienly. I then noticed the light wasn't on signaling that ONLY people with ten and below could check out there. Somebody please shoot me! Oh wait when I get home that probably is exactly what's going to happen. I can't be that late though. I checked my watch to find out that I was indeed late.
See I had a specific curfew on certain nights. Tonight just happened to be one of the nights when I had to be home early. I didn't plan to step out, but I needed some specific ingredients to cook dinner tonight. A dinner I obviously didn't get to pick. I never get a say in anything. I snapped back to reality when I noticed the lady in front of me only had one item left. YES! Maybe he'll understand if I was just a couple minuets late. Who am I kidding I know I'm in for it.
"Umm wait a minuet..." Oh God what happened now!
"Yes Ma'am." The cashier said.
"Why is that five dollars? It clearly said it was two dollars over there."
"I'm sorry Miss, but it rang up as five dollars."
"Well put it for two."
"I can't do that."
"You can you just don't want to."
"I can send somebody to check if you'd like?"
"Yes I'd like that very much!"
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the unexpected // z.m au
Fanfictionun·ex·pect·ed adjective not expected; unforeseen; surprising [The story you are about to read is intended for readers age 18+ due to its sexual content and language. It may not be appropriate for all audiences. Please read at your own discretion.] ...