The Puppet Master

Chapter 5~ Blake-

The next morning when I woke up, I was immediately tense and rigid, terrified of the thought that he might still be in my house. But his weight was gone from the bed and I couldn't feel his dark presence.

Once I had come to the conclusion that he was, in fact, gone, I couldn't help, but be nothing if not relieved that the curly haired devil was gone. He brought only trouble and he terrified me, with his constant mood swings and threatening words.

Letting my heart rate escalate back down and my body ease, I slowly started to rise into a sitting position, only for my bum to flare in protest. The skin burned to an extent where I could quite literally feel the heat radiating from it and I quickly laid back down on my stomach.

I went to reach for my phone on the bed side table when the piece of paper in my hand came to my attention. Quickly opening it, I skimmed over the page nervously.

Sorry I'm not there to wake you angel. You look so beautiful sprawled out on your bed with your little red arse in the air.

Scowling at his choice of words and boldness, I quickly read on wanting to get this over with.

Fortunately, you won't have to miss me long. I'm getting you at eight tonight. Wear something sexy. ;) ~Harry xxx

I felt my stomach churn at the thought of having to spend another night in Harry's company, it was obvious I didn't like him in any way and not only did he know my feelings, he thrived off of it.

He loved being able to scare me so easily and have the power to do anything he wished. All he had to do was pull on a string and just like a puppet; I would do what he said, simply because I had no other choice.

Harry was obviously a complicated person, but it was obvious that he enjoyed having power over people. And boy, did he have power over everyone.

Shaking my head, I looked over the letter once more, noticing how he had gone from sweet and patronizing to bold and commanding in a few simple sentences. The change was quite strange and simply wouldn't be done in any mentally sane person, but I think it was safe to say that Harry was anything but sane.

I recalled Harry saying he wanted to take me somewhere last night, but that never happened, so I'm sure wherever he was taking me tonight was the same place. I had no idea where we were going or who would be there and it was frightening considering who was taking me.

Forcing my weak and burning body from the bed, I quickly looked at the clock and found that it was six, I had about an hour to get ready before I had to be out the door to walk to school, yes, in the snow.

Groaning, I considered skipping, but decided against it, knowing I had lots of things to do today and couldn't afford to miss a day, especially if I didn't end up making it tomorrow, thanks to Harry.

It took me longer than usual to get ready due to the pain in my backside, but eventually I was out the door, already wishing that the day would be over.

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My shift at the grocery store around the block started nearly right after school and it was the last thing I needed after such a long day already. The pain in my body was intense and I considered calling in sick, before deciding that I needed the money and couldn't miss a day, especially since, although I tried not to think of it, I didn't know what condition I would be in tomorrow.

I walked right from school to work and in no time I was standing behind the cash register checking out the grocery items nonstop. The shift went by in mostly a blur, until much later, it wasn't too long before I could go when I was restocking isles, it wasn't very busy, but there were people here and there.