Slave

Broken

Victoria's P.O.V.

"VICTORIA!" Master calls, again.

"Why is it always me that he always calls?!" I groan, as I climb the steps for the hundredth time that day.

I step in the room.

"You called Master?" I ask.

Master takes a deep breath.

"Yes, I need you to do some chores in my room." Master replies.

"Yes sir..." I say.

"To start, clean the bathroom." He commands.

I nod, then head to his bathroom.

I clean the entire bathroom, and organize it in a short period of time.

"Now make my bed." He says.

"Yes, sir." I go and make the bed.

"You can't do all this your self, you're in here all the time." I mutter, to my self.

"WHAT, did you say?" Master asks.

"Oh, huh, nothing sir!" I lie.

He gets really close to be, I can smell his foul, drunk, breath.

"Don't lie, slave" He slaps my cheek, hard. "and Anthony isn't here to save you this time!" He sneers.

He slaps my other cheek, it brings tears to my eyes.

He slaps my cheek again, and then back-hands me.

I fall to my knees.

And a tear escapes.

He grabs my arm and yanks me up.

"I'll give you some thing to cry about!" He laughs.

He pulls me really close to him, and he kisses my lips.

I shove him away, and run out the door, sobbing.

Luckily, I don't run into Anthony this time.

I run to our old tree house.

I climb up the ladder, tears falling uncontrollably.

I trip over a loose nail, when I get in the fort, but a firm pair of arms catches me.

The tree house is in the middle of the forest where no one but Anthony and I could find it...

So, the person that caught me could be none other than...

Anthony's P.O.V.

Victoria had climbed up the tree house, and trip on a loose nail that had come out of God knows where.

I hop up, and catch her.

Her sea green eyes look like a deer caught in the headlights.

"What's wrong, my dear Vic?" I ask, she looks as though she has been crying, and her cheeks are swollen and pink.

"Nothing." She says, her voice quavering.

"Tell me the truth." I say firmly.

She gulps, "Master slapped me, and then when I started crying, He told me that he'd give me something to cry about... then he kissed me on the lips." She says quickly, causing her to sob even harder.

Since I was still holding her, I bring her over to the new rocking chair, that I put in here.

I sit down, and Vic wraps her arms around my neck, and cries on my shoulder.

"It'll be okay." I coo.

She continues to sob.

After a few minutes, she stops crying, and gets up.

"Thank you." She manages out.

"Anytime" I reply.

"Now, I probably have to go deal with a beating for running out on Master..." I reply.

"Not til I deal with him, you don't."

I stand, and go to hug Vic.

Victoria's P.O.V.

He goes to hug me, but I stand on my very tip toes and kiss his lips.

I pull away after a second.

"I'm sorry... I don't know what came over me!" I fret.

Anthony just smiles.

"when are you going to learn that I'm not going to beat you." Anthony asks, after a moment.

"never." I laugh.

"You know, I actually don't doubt that" Anthony teases.

I laugh again.

"You always know how to cheer me up, don't you?" I exclaim.

"Well, duh, I have to!" is his reply.

"Why is that?" I ask.

"cause, you always know the person you love." He responds.

"y-you love me?" I stutter in shock.

"I-I mean... I j- I just-" he starts to say, but I kiss him on the lips, again, shutting him up.

"I love you too." I whisper, the words unfamiliar on my tongue.

A/N: Yeah, I'm a hopeless romantic, I know... I've heard it all!

~Bailey! <3