Price Tag

2.

I woke up looking at Hazel she was still sleeping. I started to move out of the bed but then she began to cling to my body. I just laid back down running my fingers through her hair. I didn't buy her to hurt her but I sure as hell paid to much money for her to disrespect or leave me. She began to stir in her sleep her face scrunching up in response. I looked at her tiny little freckles on her face that spread across her nose and cheeks, she had light brown hair and these beautiful brown eyes with a body out of this world. So it was worth it. I got knocked out my thoughts when felt I her began to wake up. She looked up at me and sat up stretching.

"Wanna go downstairs?" I asked looking at her demeanor.

She pondered then nodded getting out bed as I copied her movement opening the door and heading out as I heard her tiny feet follow after. We walked downstairs going in the living room with the big flat screen t .v... I watched as she sat on the couch curling up away from me. I want information and for sure I'm going to get it. I turned on the television switching channels until I found one. I blanked out for a second until I felt someone lightly pat me.

"Yes?" I creased my eyebrows.

"I'm hungry." She muttered.

I wanted to experiment with her.

"I don't give a fuck." I shrugged.

She wrinkled her face staring at me completely.

"What you mean you don't care?" You could tell she was struggling to keep her disposition down.

"I don't care, you could die of starvation and I still wouldn't give a fuck," I said smirking.

"Yeah, he gotta be fucking bipolar." She mumbled flicking me off.

I laughed she so cute its funny. She rolled her eyes at me turning her head.

"You can eat ma and I'm not bipolar," I said looking at her seriously.

She nodded folding her arms and sitting back in the couch. I got up telling the maid to cook something for us and sat back down. I glanced at Hazel noticing her still angry, so cute. I grinned leaning back she appears short-tempered or she could be holding in anger. Not my fault she got abducted I just compensated for what I wished for. She should be delighted I bought her there are people worse than me, I'm neutral until you piss me off. I'm just happy she ain't one of them crybaby ass bitches, like shut up, ain't nobody even touch yo ass yet. She just sat there quietly honestly it is irritating like say something.

"Aye." She glared back at me as I spoke to her.

"Yes?" She asked quietly.

"Talk," I stressed.

"I just did." She retorted smartly.

I frowned at her.

"What am I suppose to say to the man who ripped me away from life?" She asked sarcastically.

"No, I purchased you from the people who ripped you away from your life." I shrugged.

She scoffed. "Same difference".

"Look yo ass better be appreciative cause honestly I could be doing some things right now but no I'm being friendly so suck that shit up or suck my dick," I said simply.

She didn't say anything just looked back at the t .v...

"Hazel."

She still looked at the t .v...

"Hazel," I said calmly again as she dismissed me again.

"Hazel!" I shouted getting furious.

She still didn't change positions. Now she just made me mad. I stood up flinging her over my shoulder. She began screaming at me to let her down and squirming. I walked into my room tossing her on the bed and crawled on top of her. Her eyes magnified.