PAIGES POV
When i woke up from my nap, it was only 11:20 PM. i sighed looking around the house. My family must still be out. My stomach started to growl, i groaned trying to get up. As i stould up i heard a noise from up stairs. I shook it off, i'm probably just hearing things. I walked to the kitchen and seen a note on the fridge, "sweetheart, there is 20$ under the place mat if you want to order pizza." wow, i can't order pizza now, it's too late. I started to rub my eyes. whatever, i shrugged. I walked to the up stairs bathroom, wanting the hot water to run down my body and to have no care in the world. I grabbed a towel and started the water for a shower. I started to take my clothes off, my shirt and pants. I unclipped my bra when suddenly i felt hands over my mouth and a hand pulling me close to the other body behind me. I gasped trying to get out of this persons grasp. "you made a big mistake shawty, and now it's time to pay." I have heard this raspy voice before. I paused, i started to observe this guy's arm, then i seen it. a "BELIEVE" tattoo. Justin. "now, when i take my hand off of your mouth, you wont scream. got it? be a good girl. i wouldn't want to hurt that pretty little face of yours." he said as he slowly took his hand away. I didn't say anything. i just stared at the ground. "paige look at me." he said, sternly. I didn't turn. "PAIGE!" he yelled, i jumped then turned to see the perfect face that i adore, but with an evil look in his eyes. "yes?" i said softly. He smirked, and looked down at my body, "nice bod baby." I blushed and looked away from him. "you know why you're in trouble right?" he asked, looking down at my women hood. i looked up at him, confused. "uh no not really. what gives you the right to come sneaking into my house, and talk to me like that? hm? who the fu-" That's when i felt a stinging on my right cheek, my head jerked to the left, pain in my jaw. "what was that?" he said, staring at me. I looked into the mirror, my cheek burning red. I felt tears start to swell up in my eyes, "WHat was that?" he said, trying not to yell. "no..nothing." he smirked, "good girl."
"..now" he paused, "i want you to behave and make me feel less stressed." He started to unzip his pants, then pulled down his boxers. "on your knees." he said serious. I did as he said.. and i knew my life is about to change..
