The washing machine beeped, alerting me to the fact that the sheets were finished and I strutted back down the steps, satisfied with myself and my new plan. Harry was still working out, this time, a bit more intensely. I just ignored it. I reached in the grab the sheets to put them in the dryer. Harry's music was still blaring. Then I heard a weight drop and nothing else after that. Just the loud music piecing my ears. After I got everything out of the dryer, I gently kicked it closed and turned around to see Harry blocking the doorway.
"Harry, can you please move this is heavy," I said in an attempt to move around him. "Mia, we need to talk about this," he said, putting his arm down to let me through. He jogged over to the stereo and turned off the music, and ran up the steps behind me.
"Harry, there is nothing to talk about, will you leave me alone," I said, as I walked down the hallway to the room. I put the heap of clothes and sheets down on the bed and began untangling my clothes from the sheets.
"Mia, look, I'm sorry all right, just ple-"
"How long Harry?"
"What?"
"How long has this been going on? How long have you been messaging her? Oh let me guess, are you exchanging nudes too? Huh?"
"No, I'm not, and..." He took a long sigh. "She was one of my subs. Former subs." I scoffed. "Of COURSE she was, gee how did I not think of that," I said sarcastically as I flailed my arms in the air and let them fall down loosely, leaving a slight sting on the sides of my thighs. "This conversation is done, as of right now." I went back to the sheet and clothes folding process.
"No, Mia, it's not," Harry said deeply as he yanked my pants out of my hands and threw them onto the bed. "Mia. I-... I would never intentionally hurt you, and I don't want you to think that you're just another girl to me Mia, because you're not."
"I'm sorry where's the cue card that says 'Cue tears and throw yourself into his arms and forgive him despite the fact that he's obviously a man whore'? I'm sorry I don't see those."
"Mia, do not take that tone with me."
"No, Harry you see, you don't get to do that. You do not get to sit here and tell me what to do and what not to do while you continue to be entertained by other bitches! No, not until I feel that I can have SOME form of trust in you. Until then," I said, "I'd like to sleep alone."
"Mia, don't you feel you're being a bit rash, love?" Harry was now up behind me, and I quickly shifted out of his grasp.
"No, I don't," I said, folding the last of the sheets. "I think I'm being rash...ratioNAL. I want to sleep alone Harry, and that's that."
"Mia..."
"Enough, Harry. Here," I said throwing the newly folded sheets at him. "Fix your own damn bed." Before I could walk out of the door, Harry was on my heels, and I was pushed up against the door.
"You've tried it enough with me Mia," he said, both of his hands on either side of my head. "Obviously, you're not like the others." He looked my face up and down and stroked my hair, which was now in a ponytail, tucking a loose strand behind my ear. One of his hands left the door and was now entagled into my ponytail as he twirled my hair around his fingers. "You seem to require a bit more..." I gasped as he swiftly pulled the ponytail making me stretch my neck to look up at him. "...training".
"No," I said, not wanting him to know how turned on I was by his actions. "I don't. But it's fine. You have your side piece, I have mine."
"What?"
"You heard me, Daddy." His face scrunched up and he winced at the biting sarcasm behind my words.
"Mia so help me God... When I find out who it is," he said leaning into me, my ponytail now wrapped around his hand so that he could pull it harder. He leaned in as if he were about to kiss me, but instead he looked at my lips and said, "...it won't end well for them."
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