Ruthless

Chapter 1

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(Rain's POV)

The clock reads 10:50 P.M. Oh God, he's almost home. Ok. Calm down. You need to calm down or you'll get nothing done. Go check around the apartment. It needs to be clean.

I've done all of my chores, but Brett doesn't like when he finds a speck of the surface dirty. One can't really keep this apartment actually clean. This apartment is in a shitty neighborhood. It has thin walls, breakable doors, and windows that are already broken.

Not to mention all the fights and partying that goes on. I'm sure there's drug dealing all around. Ha, there's murders around here. But nobody cares. Around here, everybody has to depend only on themselves.

I learned that long ago. Yet, I'm still dumb enough to stay here in this apartment and depend on a man that gets off on throwing me around. I don't blame him, though. Everything I do is a mess up and I guess I do deserve to get punished for that.

I check around the whole apartment for any possible reasons why I'd be in trouble today. It seems fine. I mean, I hope. The clock reads 11:10 p.m. Oh no, I've been lost in my thoughts for too long. He'll be home any minute. I'm supposed to look presentable when he comes home. I'll never know when he has any of his buddies over so he said I must always make sure to look good. Yeah, good enough for them to have their turns with me.

No, Rain. You can't complain. He's the reason you're alive and breathing. The reason why you get to eat and have a roof over your head. He's just asking for things in return.

I hear laughter beyond the door and my heart starts thumping. It's not just Brett. His friends are with him. And i'm still not presentable. Rain, you had one job. You don't work. You just stay in the apartment all day. That's not my fault, though. He doesn't want me to leave the apartment unless he tells me to go with him. No, Rain. Just shut up.

My feet scurry to the bathroom. My arms fly everywhere as I try to freshen up. I take my hair out of it's ponytail and start brushing it. I wince as I try to brush out all the knots. Perks of having thick hair.

I hear the knob turn and the door open. "Rain?" Brett's voice calls out. I gulp. Finish. Finish. Finish.

My hands go to whatever so I can look as good as possible. I turn on the faucet and start washing my face with a rag. Stupid move. He can hear that. He'll know I'm just ignoring him.

"Rain!" He shouts.

My heart stops. I've already made him mad. I can feel the pain that's coming. Tears are starting to fill my eyes. I put deodorant and perfume on as fast as i can.

As I look back into the mirror, I gasp. My eyes are staring right at Brett's through the mirror. I quickly snap my head away from the mirror to look at him. "I - I'm s-sorry." Wow. I sound like an idiot. I'm stuttering like a fool.

He thinks I sound stupid like this. He says its like I sound helpless and weak. And that its stupid to sound that way because he spoils me more than most men would do. He especially brings up that he has to buy too much makeup for me and many men would get tired of that.

He narrows his eyes at me and I know that I'm in trouble. "I -" I stop. I need to make sure I can get out a sentence without sounding stupid. "I needed to look nice and I didn't want to embarrass you by walking out to have your friends see me like this."