Elijah's

Chapter 6

Elijah's P.O.V

The smell of bacon interrupted my sleep, I turned to wake Victoria up but, she wasn't there. I wrinkle my forehead in confusion, letting out a loud, deep yawn. It takes me a few moments for my eyes to adjust to the light. I stood up, stretched and continued walking downstairs to the kitchen.

Victoria stood at the oven, her back towards me. A small variety of hums fell from her mouth, as she flipped the bacon.

"Victoria!" I yelled out, a small gasp fell from her lips.

"Yes, master?" She asks, backing her small frame against the counter.

"What are you doing?" I ask, though it was pretty obvious.

''I'm making breakfast, I was hungry." She says, her eyes not meeting mine.

"Look at me when I talk to you." I snap. Her eyes lift to meet mine, a very small sigh falls from her lips. I decide to ignore it.

"You're not allowed her by yourself, you know that." I say.

"I know, I'm sorry.. I-" she starts but, I stop her.

"No, sorry doesn't cut it. Don't let it happen again." I say.

"Okay." She says.

"Okay, what?" I ask.

"Okay, mater." She says.

"Very good, finish that up please. I'm hungry." I say with a smirk before walking to the table.

Victoria's P.O.V

I shot him a glare, as he turned around to sit at the table. Fuck him, first he yells at me for making breakfast, then he commands me to hurry and finish his plate. He had no right to tell me what to do- oh wait, he did. In this century, apparently your parents could just hand you off to strangers so they can own you instead. I mean, yeah I understand why he did it but, if it were my kid.. I'd never just give them up with as much as slight hesitation.

I finished the breakfast up in anger, and toss it on a plate before slamming it down in front of him with a sigh.

"Watch your attitude Victoria." He growls at me.

I jump a tad, and turn to him nodding my head and sitting down across from him at the table.

"The bacon is a bit overdone." He says.

"You know what, fuck you." I snap.

"Excuse you?" He growls, snapping his head up towards me.

"You heard me, how fucking low are you?! First, you practically force my father to give me up, bring me here against my will, then treat me like a slave and command I follow your rules? Fuck you." I scream out, honestly it felt great.

He chucks his plate behind him, making is crash and shatter onto the floor,

"I didn't force your father into anything Victoria, that fucking low life gave you up willingly. What kind of father gives their child up like that, huh? Exactly. This is my fucking house Victoria, which means you follow MY rules. It's not that hard. I'd watch your tone, you don't want to fuck with me." He yells, standing up.

"You gave him a choice between his daughter and his LIFE! What was he supposed to do, hmm? I don't want to be in your fucking house! If you weren't keeping me here, I wouldn't have to follow your rules or disappoint you!" I snap back, shooting him a glare.

"Listen here, your dad was a horrible man.. you wouldn't know because you were too swept up, in your own little world believing that everyone is innocent butterflies, that isn't reality sweetheart." He replies, backing my body up against the counter.

"I'm not going to take your attitude around here, do you understand? I told you what I do to people who break my rules, I punish them. Is that what you want?" He asks. I gulp, and shake my head.

"This is your first and final warning Victoria, clean that plate up." He demanded before walking out of the room.

AN:// Hello, Lacie here... This is my first chapter I've written on this account, if you haven't read before.. Sandra handed this account over to me.. so, I know this isn't her writing but, I'm trying my best to keep this story continued and enjoyable.. so here it is.. leave your honest opinions in the comments. Thank you! :)