Won't You Please Remember Me? (ON HOLD)

TRIAL VERSION

Okay, this is only trial. If it's good enough, I'll continue it. If it's not, I'm open to suggestions on how to start it. I did this rather randomly so don't expect anything big. Hah......shucks...my brain's overload. Not with the story though, it's our tests. Who invented quizzes? or tests? or exams?

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Santa Claus’s Son is my Master?! WTF!!!

 

Knock, knock.

“Sir, your tea is here.”

“Come in.”

I slowly stepped in and squirmed to myself, holding back the urge to jump march in and bang his snack right in front of his face and have it splatter all over him. I’m telling you, it was tempting; very tempting, indeed! But I can’t do it. Why? I don’t want myself to do those punishment games ever again. Hmph! Someday when I already acquired enough money to get out of this ice hole, I’ll make sure to humiliate him. Yeah, that’s right. I’ll make him pay for all these torment!

“You look quite cute in that, Forwon. Come here so I can give you a prize for being so obedient.”He cooed at me as I walked really, really slowly towards his table. Gosh, I could do this all day if it means I don’t have to get near that guy.

I looked down, avoiding his gaze while I placed the tea tray on his table. He’s currently doing some work which I can barely understand since I never got interested in it in the first place. I quietly set the tray in the table and I took a quick breath and then…

RUN!!! I dashed towards the door quickly and didn’t leave another word with the guy. Hurry, hurry, or else he’ll…

BANG! The door closed.

Damn. Someday, I’ll destroy this remote-controlled door…

“Forwon…” He said softly.

Uh-oh.

“Y-yes, sir?” I asked, trying my best to make a natural smile.

“Come here-”

I slowly walked towards his table.

“-quickly.”

That’s all it takes for me to dash towards him. It’s not that I’m a robot, but hey, when your purity is in danger, well…it’s a rather complicated situation.

I kept looking down at the floor, my heart beating quickly and my legs shaking.

What’s he going to do now?

“Forwon, look at me.” He said.

I gulped and forced my head to tilt to his direction. I held my breath as I looked straight at his eyes. Seriously, he never ceased to amaze me every time I look at him directly. Yep, he’s what you may call…and angel in disguise...

I’m already warning you, don’t be fooled. Behind that pretty boy façade lays the character of a JERK: a completer jerk to the infinite power. So don’t be fooled by his beautiful blonde hair, or his wonderful built, or his eyes that has the lightest blue that if you look at them, you’ll feel as if you’re being sucked in them, or his…

WHAT THE HECK AM I THINKING!? He’s a sadist! A complete sadist!

He smiled at me with a cheeky grin and asked, “Forwon, do you hate wearing that?”

YES! So do you mind if I wear normal skirt and white blouse since I hate the heck of wearing this cutesy outfit? As if I’d ever say that; he’ll probably make me keep wearing it.

So instead, I answered politely, “I don’t hate it, but I prefer more appropriate or less flamboyant clothes to wear.”

He pouted his lips and said as if he feels my pain(which I very much doubt), “Aw! Too bad, then…”

He stood up, went to the cabinet, and began rummaging through his things. What the hell is he trying to find now?

“Then, do you like this more?” He asked as he showed a BUNNY costume, composing of a red miniskirt, a sleeveless top which seems so short to cover until my navel, and those horrible bunny ears. It even has the fake teeth with it! Ugh!

“N-no, sir. I think that this outfit is enough.” I stammered, suddenly thinking that this frilly dress is not so bad after all! I mean, it may not be my taste since it only reaches up to the middle of my thighs and has too many frills on it, but hey, it’s better than that!

“Okay then. Keep wearing that, it suits you really well.” He said cheerfully.

I kept my mouth shut to keep all the…unnecessary words from bursting out from me. What a sadist!

I clenched my fists as I asked quietly, “May I go now?”

“Yes, you may.”

Finally, I’m free!

“Oh yeah, I want you to come again over tonight.” He said.

I looked at him with my jaw dropped. That again?! Noooooooooooooooooooooooooo…

I forced myself to smile and told him, “Y-yes, sir.”

He smiled at me and while he was busy, closing the cabinet, I took this chance to dash out of the door. I slowly closed it and I ran far away from it, going towards the less known places here in the building: the balcony at the abandoned tower. It’s not really restricted or anything, so it’s not like I broke the law or somethin’.

I run quickly up the stairs, hurrying towards the only safe haven here in this place. I saw the glass door towards the balcony and with strong push; I was out unto the balcony. I don’t need to worry about anyone hearing me since it’s directed toward the uninhabited part of this world. With all my strength and locked up irritation and feelings, I shouted:

“SAMMY IS A GREAT, BIG BLOCKHEAD! HE’S SUCH A JERK! SADISTIC PILE OF TORMENTS AND HUMILIATION WITH A CAPITAL I-D-I-O-T! THE KING OF ALL IDIOTS AND THAT DOESN’T STOP THERE…”

I took a deep breath as my face went very red as I remembered the first day I went here and met him.

“WHAT THE HELL DID I FORGET THAT SEEMS SO DAMN IMPORTANT TO HIM?!”

I bet you’ve realized now why I hate that jerk. It’s not his sadistic ways or teasing orders. It’s the very fact the he won’t tell me what the hell I’ve forgotten and the reason why he…

(My fingers involuntarily touched my lips.)

…kissed me.

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so whaddaya think?

I know the style's a bit different from usual, but hey, people change. And somehow there's a lot of untold stories in this story, so look out for it.