No Control (Sequel to #AFAR)

24. Owned

Alexi's P.O.V.

It was about 8 in the morning when my phone vibrated. My arm unconsciously moved to EJ's side but it was empty. I looked up from my pillow and pouted. I sat up and yawned, grabbing my phone. I pressed the power button and the text on the screen made my stomach drop.

Meet me at the cafe. Now.

I gulped and looked out my window seeing both of them in the front of the hotel. They waved at me and I closed the curtain.

I put on my print leggings and my black top with my black booties.

I went to the kitchen to see EJ eating scrambled eggs, pancakes, and bacon.

Alexi: So you couldn't wake me up to eat with you?

He looked at me with his mouth full of eggs. I couldn't help but laugh. He offered me some but I refused.

Alexi: I gotta go out anyways.

EJ: You want me to come?

Alexi: (Immediately responds.) No! ... I'm just going for a walk and maybe shopping.

EJ: (Confused.) Um okay then babe. See you later. Remember we have rehearsal.

Alexi: Right. Bye babe.

I kissed him on his lips, and quickly ran towards the elevator.

No matter what you do, the past always comes haunting you. But being famous comes with its downside. You could never just go away. People notice if you're staying in the shadows. But I've been doing the opposite. Touring. YouTube videos. Interviews. Just making it easier for those two to track me down.

I made it to the lobby, and went outside, waiting for them. They weren't where they were before so I'm guessing they were in a car. I heard a car honk, and I saw his cold eyes stare into mine. The back window rolled down. Her hair covered her eyes, but you can her red lips form into a smile.

I sighed, and went towards the car. I opened the door and went inside the car, the leather seats comforting me.

Alexi: What do you guys want?

He started to drive, while I looked out the window, avoiding her eye contact.

Her: You know exactly what. Give mama a kiss.

Alexi: You guys can't control me anymore. I'm my own person! Y'all think -

Smack. Her manicured hand crossed my face, my cheek stinging. I started to rub my cheek, forcing the tears not to come down.

Her: I don't know who you think you're talking to you. You have no respect for your elders do you? Bryshere. Our place. Now.

Bryshere: As you wish.

Her: You think you the shit cause you up there. Don't forget who helped form you.

Alexi: Form me? You made me horrible. All you guys do is follow me around and when you need your needs to be satisfied you call me.

Her: But we show you attention. Not even your mother showed you this much love.

Alexi: Don't you fucking mention her. She has nothing to do with this.

Her: Oh really. When she was getting high and paying more attention to your sister, who did you come to? When you were lonely and had no friends, who was there for you?

Alexi: And look what happened? This isn't what I meant by friends! Caring is being there and asking what's wrong. Not hurting the person and making them feel they have no way of getting out.

Her: You stick with us. We stick with you. That's friends.

I didn't bother to argue anymore. I couldn't win. They had me under lock and key.

She was right. I was lonely. No friends. Izzy was always the favorite. To Mom and Dad. When I met them in middle school they told me they could help me be more social. And they did. They introduced me to people. Made me feel special. I knew if I told anyone they tell they were bad news. She were four years older me and Bryshere was 7 years older.

I don't know how the friendship switched. They told me that they had to take care of me. Always watch me. Had to do what they say. And if I didn't, there will be punishment. They owned me. And if I told anyone the people I loved would pay.

Bryshere: We're here.

I looked out the window to see we were outside what seemed a condo. She grabbed my arm, her nails digging into my arm. I winced at the pain, knowing I was gonna get it.

We got out the car, and went to the entrance.

Bryshere: Damn baby you looking finer than ever.

He came up behind me, cupping my butt. She slapped his hand away.

Her: Not yet.

Bryshere: Awe c'mon Coco. She's been mine from the jump.

Coco: I don't care. You have her after I'm done with her.

She opened the condo door, and she dragged me to the living room.

Coco: Sit.

I sat down, scared of what would happen next.

Coco: Who owns you?

Alexi: (Whispers.) You...

She slapped me.

Coco: I can't hear you!

Alexi: You own me! You own me! Please stop!

Coco: Stop? Are you telling me what to do?

I shook me head no. She grinned and sat next to me, caressing my thigh. She started to kiss all over my face. I tried to move, but she held my neck, keeping my neck still. She forced her tongue into my mouth, making me want to gag. She started to rub my breasts. Then she stopped and pushed me away.

Coco: You're lucky I'm even touching you like this. Ugly. Worthless. Barely my type.

She got up, and went up the stairs. I couldn't help but cry. I felt heavy hands rubbing my back.

Bryshere: Don't cry baby girl.

Alexi: Take me home. Please.

He stood quiet, and carried me to the car. He took me to the back seat, and started to kiss my neck.

I pushed him away. He looked at me with sad eyes and went to the driver's seat.

Bryshere was an attractive person. He was actually very genuine, but Coco made him act like an asshole. But when he got into his dominate state, it was hard to see that. But he cared about my feelings. The reason why I liked him...

And lost my virginity to him at 14....

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Guyysssss. Don't hate me.

Idk you probably don't. But you probably do.

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