Resistance [ completed ✔️book one]

Chapter 32

i breathed in, my eyes too sore to open from silently crying the whole night. i stretched out my toes and winced at the cracking sound they produced.

"See that's the problem with woman" Brock's voice suddenly pounded into my skull

My eyes shot open, he was sitting on the edge of the bed wearing a Santa hat.

"A few hours away from your boyfriend and you're already in bed with another man" he sighed

"No? Nothing? Don't be bland Celena. See i learned your name!" He started clapping.

Shawn sat up in bed " Brock?" He mumbled

"Oh goodie he's awake too!" Brock answered

Shawn looked at me with wide eyes, neither one of us knew what to say

"Shawn i took you for a gentleman, you don't even kiss your girlfriend good morning ?" Brock Said giving Shawn a wide eyed share, his mouth hanging open in a pretend disgust.

Shawn leaned towards me and kissed the side of my head "morning" he mumbled

"Much better" Brock smiled, his eye slightly twitching
"Anyways, Celena my dear i brought you clothes as i promised" he pulled a wrapped present from behind him.

It was wrapped in newspaper, red glitter had been thrown on the top.

i slowly took the package, and unwrapped it. It was lingerie, made to look like a maids costume.

"Do you like it?" Brock sneered

i nodded my head "very nice" My voice shook.

He started clapping " yay! Okay I'll go, so you can look all nice, be downstairs in 30 minutes okay lamb chop?" He giggled

i nodded, he got up and left, slowly back out the door, his eyes watching both of us as he closed the door.

Me and Shawn let out a massive breath at the same time, i looked at the lingerie "Shawn do i have to wear this"

He sighed "yeah you do, I'm sorry"

i got out of bed, terrified at the thought of what would happen if i wasn't ready downstairs in 30 minutes.

"The bathroom is directly down the hall, look in the cupboards, there should be Brock's extra makeup and hair stuff you can use" Shawn said

"Okay" i replied, closing the door and walking down the hallway.

i put on the lingerie, it fit well, but i looked like a fucking idiot.

i couldn't stop my hands from shaking as i went through my hair with a hair straightener, and darkening my eyes with mascara and eyeliner i also found in the cupboard.

i looked in the mirrors, i looked so tired and scared. i shook my head. no i can't be weak, i just be strong.

Straightening my posture and dusting off my lingerie i went downstairs.

"Oh darling darling darling, you look delicious" Brock sneered as i came into his view.

He'd taken the Santa hat off, replacing it with reindeer antlers and skinny plaid pants. His hair had streaks of orange in it. He was really playing this whole mad hatter thing well.

i curtsied, trying my best to play into the role.

"What can i do for you Brock" i asked bowing my head.

"HOW DARE YOU" he yelled, running up to me. He was only inches away from my face, his eyes were bloodshot, his teeth yellow and crooked.

Shit. i forgot he liked to be called my lord.