I wake up feeling my phone vibrating under my pillow. The corners of my mouth turned up when I saw who was calling. I picked up the call.
"Hey baby!" he says.
"Hey, Thomas!"
"What are you up to?"
"Nothing much just woke up."
"I missed you, Ashley, it's been long since I've tasted those lips," he said, making me blush. "Can I come over babe?"
"No I'm sorry, you know that wouldn't be a good idea babe. My mom is on the same shit as usual."
"Why don't you come over then. I want you to sit on my face." This boy is going to be the end of me.
"OH MY GOD! Tho- " my words were cut off when I heard a noise coming from downstairs. "Hold on babe, I'll have to call you back." Before he could even say anything, I hung up the phone call. I slowly crept downstairs as the noise began again. The door started jiggling. Steadily, I walked over towards it, as I reached my hand out the door swung open. There stood my dear lovely mother and her sweet caring boyfriend Robert. I moved aside as they both staggered in, disheveled clothing, and red-faced. This is nothing new when she isn't treating me her little rag doll, she's coming home drunk.
"Let me help you," I say walking towards her.
"No get the fuck away," she says shooing me away. I ignored her and moved my way towards her wrapping my arm around her waist and assisting her to the couch.
"Lay down here. I'm gonna get you a drink." I turned around and walked into the kitchen. I hear her groaning. I don't know why she has to be so fucking irresponsible. Most mother's don't do this shit. Why is it that I have to take care of her, and she never appreciates it? My thoughts circle around each other as I pour water into the cup. I walked back to the couch but she was passed out. I inhaled deeply as I set the cup down on the coffee table in front of the couch. I straightened her body and pulled a blanket over her body. I turned around and immediately bumped into something hard. Looking up, I see Robert's face. He reaches his hand out to help me up, but I slap it away.
"I don't need your help," I said standing up. What the fuck is this man thinking? After that shit he pulled yesterday he has a lot of nerve showing up again. I just wish I could leave. Leave this house, leave my mother, just leave. I stand up and immediately my arm is immediately grabbed. I turn and look at Robert. My body completely went completely numb. I looked at him with fear in my eyes and all he could do was smile. He's thriving off of this. Leaning in closer to me, he whispers "don't forget what I said yesterday." He kisses my neck. "I always get what I want." And with that Robert turned around and walks right out the door. Again I was left standing there alone.
Laying in bed I hear the door opening. The ray of light begun to shine into my room. Opening my eyes I blinked a few times before I could finally see who was there. Standing at my door stood a dark figure. The door shut behind it and I saw nothing but black. I stood laying in my bed not knowing what to do. Slowly I start to get up but when I am pushed onto the bed. I feel a heavy body over me. Before I could yell there is a hand over my mouth.
"I told you I always get what I want," the voice said. "You've been a real bad girl Ashley". My heart is pounding through my chest. My breathing gets heavier and heavier. Tears start forming in my eyes. "Take your clothes off," he said hovering over me. My body just completely froze over. He began "helping" me undress. "Why don't you ever listen? Huh? Don't you know bad girls get punished?"
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Sold (Jay Park) (Bang Yongguk)
Fanfiction"You're a pretty little thing." My eyes widened. He took a step forward. His eyes stared at my lips. He smiled once again. "I need to go," I told him. "Can you move?" "How old are you" he ignores me. "18." "Damn, a young little thing with a body lik...