Brat

Chapter 5

  *picture lance gross in something like this since I couldn't find a picture of him wearing them google is no help >.<*

     Near the entrance, it seems like any other mall with people walking around. Further into the mall, it looked just like the blogs on tumblr described. Everyone was either a dom on their own, or they had their littles alongside them. I made my way into the first store that was full of clothes. Everything inside was sickening, and not the good kind. All of it neon pink, or baby pink, or rose colored, nothing at all was my style. Before the associate could even ask me if I needed anything, I turned around on my heel and left. I saw another store that seemed to have the colors right. I didn't even bother going in the door. Everything was black or red leather. Whips, ropes, plugs, and floggers, and other toys adorned the walls. It seemed to me that the only people welcomed inside were doms. The only subs I saw in there were all on leashes. That's definitely not I'm trying to get into. Hopelessly, I start wondering around the mall with Dean looking for a specifc store called Little Rejects.

          ~Jackson's POV~

The look in Charli's beautiful hazel brown eyes were even more beautiful in theor darker shade while looking up at me. Hopefully that happens when she's looking at someone who turns her on. My mind couldn't help but to imagine putting orgasmic tears in them. I watched her leave the McDonalds in a frenzy, like she was trying to escape my gaze. I got my food, and ate in my car thinking about Charli. I can't imagine why I want this girl. She's so disobedient, and such a smart ass. I prefer the submissive type, all ready and prepared to do whatever it takes to please me.

    Charli acted as though she hated me, but how she looked at me says otherwise. I was on my way to the Big/Little Mall to fill up the closet in my old little girls room. That old bitch didn't wanna be a good little girl for daddy, so I decided to show her what a good little girl looked like. Hopefully Charli is going to be that little girl. When I walked in the door, and saw her pretty caramel brown skin peeking through that adorable black skirt and crop top she had on. That little black belly ring was precious. The things I would do to get up there. I love how when my shadow cast over her, she momentarily stopped breathing, and slowly let my eyes catch the admiration of hers. The way she watched me write my name and number on her arm. I made my way to the mall, still with Charli on my mind. I looked around the malls map to see which store I should into. The Princess Palace most definitely wouldn't be her type. It sickens me almost as much as it probably would her. Playroom seemed to be too intense for her right now. Eventually I will get her there hopefully. Charli's kind of store seemed to be Little Rejects. It's basically a ddlg themed hot topic. There was everything that'd be in a normal hot topic along with onesies, pacifiers, and other babyish things, but all with a grungy theme.

       The woman at the cash register is named Sarah according to her name tag. She hasn't said a word to me, and she was already playing in her hair and looking at me head to toe like an airhead teenage girl. Completely ignoring her advances, I went to where they kept all the pacifiers. I saw one that was all black with Daddy's Slut written in red cursive. There was a pacifier that said crybaby on it making reference to Melanie Martinez. I grabbed about 30, and made my way up to the front for one of those hand baskets.

     While I was carefully putting every single pacifier into the basket, I saw that familiar caramel brown. I saw the familiar shirt from earlier today, and I quickly retreated to the back of the store.

           ~Charli's POV~

We finally approach the store  I was looking for, and the slutty looking cashier shot me a dirty look. I happily flipped her off and grabbed a small basket. I got 4 or 5 pairs of knee high socks. Next, I went to the wall on the opposite side of the store. I got 2 skater skirts of every color they had, and 2 of every color skater dress they had. I really love wearing those things. I got some hair ribbons too, and then I was satisfied. I took my overflowing basket to the counter and got my phone out to find the 30% off coupon I had in my email account. I found it, and held it out for the lady to scan.

"Um excuse me could you scan my coupon?"

"It's expired." she said flatly."

"That's not possible, I just got it in my email today."

"Oh well. That sucks for you doesn't it?"

My temper was getting worse as I spoke through clenched teeth, "May I please speak to your manager?"

She leaned close to me with her gross bubble gum smelling breath in my nose.

"I am the manager. bitch." I felt my blood boil as she was bagging up my stuff.

"Scan the damn coupon or I swear to god, I will hop over this counter." I must've said that pretty louder than I thought because Mr. Boss Man came out of nowhere, and I clung to his arm.

"Excuse me, why are you harassing this little girl? Do you know who I am?" She nodded.

"I could buy this whole store and you along with it. I could make your life a living hell before I fire you. I'd suggest you give her 35% off instead of 30% and I'll be paying for both of our bills." The woman didn't have the nerve to say anything else. I'd hate to admit it verbally, and I never will, but his voice was so strong and demanding. It turned me on A LOT. I almost feel bad for the girl, but she shouldn't have ever fucked with me. Luckily he was there, because it could've been so much worse for her. She bagged up everything, and avoided eye contact. I took my stuff, and snatched Dean away from the wall with collars. "Hey! Those were pretty!"
"Shut up Dean! We need to go now!"
And ran out of the store.