The Art of BDSM

Chapter 1: The Knight in Shining Armor?

Most of us have nothing to complain about

Most of us have things we could live withoutEveryone needs advice on how to get alongYou know we won't until we figure outBelieve it or not, everyoneEveryone, everyone-

The music suddenly ends. Noooooo why that was the best part of the song. What interrupted my song? I stomp my feet like a small child on the floor before I pick up my phone. My best friend and roommate, Bethany is calling me. Well, I guess if my song had to be interrupted by anyone I guess I would want it to be her. The weird thing is I don't think she has ever called me before. She hates taking on the phone so I don't know why she did not just text me.

"Hello." I answer, and then I hear sobbing.

"Millie, I need you to do me a huge favor." She chokes out in between sobs.

"What's wrong?" I ask worried about her. She is one of those people who is always happy no matter what. Like to the point to where she can get annoying at times, but she honestly cares about people, and that I can respect that. Honestly, sometimes I envy how easy it is for her to interact with people. I am usually quite what's a good way to put it... socially awkward.

"I-I need you to come and pick me up. I am sorry, but this might be hard for you." She says sounding like she is completely broken. I can hardly understand her because she is crying so hard.

"You name the place. I will be there. What's wrong?" I ask getting up from my desk leaving the painting I was working on completely forgotten. She means the world to me, and if someone hurt her, I don't know what I would do. I struggle to put my shoes on with one hand since my other is holding the phone and if anyone was spying on me they would think I was a two year old unable to put their own shoes on.

"You are not going to like it, but I am at , and you are going to have to find me." She says, and I freeze. My heart is breaking for her, but I can't do crowded places or just people in general. I just freak out.

"You know I hate crowds. What about your friends there? Can't they help you?" I ask feeling sick. I want to help her more than anything, but I nearly have panic attacks when I go to the grocery store if it is not late at night when no one is there.

"That is the problem Jax- Oh, god please Millie I am so scared. You are the only one who can help me." She says, and I force myself to grab my keys. I lock up before I jump into my car. I would do anything for her, but this is going to be hard for me.

"Okay calm down I am coming. Just tell me what's wrong." I say trying to sooth her over the phone which is very hard.

"This is so wrong. He said he would protect me and not hurt me. I though he was a good guy. I trusted him to be my- well I guess you don't know anything about that, but he done something to me that should have never happened." She says crying worse. I am really not good at comforting people. I wish I was more like her in that regard. Someone could be crying their eyes out, but Beth could have them laughing in ten seconds flat. Whereas I would probably just make them cry worse.

"You not at one of those sex clubs are you?" I ask feeling even more sick.