What Labels Cause

Morning madness

"Ms.Mercedes may I come in? It's time for school," My maid, Elsa, says in an Australian accent through the speaker in my room, startling me. Groaning I lean over and push the button.

"Yes Elsa," I try to say nicely but it comes out sounding bitchy.

She opens my rich mahogany doors, heels clacking on my heated stone floors. She smiles at me entering my spacious room and checks the few rugs I have to see if they need cleaning.

"Elsa, I haven't been home in like two days, the rugs and stuff are clean, don't worry about it, go eat or check on Lexus," I wave my hand at her.

"Ms. Mercedes-"

"Mercedes!" I cut in. I hate the Ms. part.

"Mercedes," She nods slowly. "It's my job to clean the house everyday, and I already ate this morning. Do you need me to pick out an outfit for you?" She stands straight, shoulders back in her firm, pressed outfit. Her aussie accent is fading but still there. She's really pretty and tall, and has good fashion taste so I like to have her pick out my outfits or come shopping with me.

"Yes, I need to go shower and stuff so find something I can wear skinny jeans with that's comfortable, I don't feel like dressing fancy."  I start taking my clothes off, walking to my bathroom. Once I'm naked I close the door and make my way to my shower.

The hot water feels good. I hear her yelling through the door about time, so I hurry up and scrub quickly, brush my teeth, blow dry my hair & straighten, it's almost too brittle these days. I love when eyelashes have about 5 coats of mascara on. I come out and see my outfit Laying on my bed. I throw it on and run downstairs.

"Mercedes!" My mother screams. She's already dressed and not one thing out of place.

"What?" I grab the granola bar and water bottle the cook hands me.

"You're late! Your sister is in the car waiting!" She screeches. Damn, it's not the end of the world I still have 15 mins till class starts. But instead of saying something I hurry outside and speed to school.

Pulling in my parking spot Lexus finally turns down the music to talk to me. "Hey thanks for almost making me late, bitch." She says with half a smile. She's wearing a crop top with high waisted booty shorts. Her long hair is straight.

"We're here on time aren't we?" I say rolling my eyes. We get out and start making our way in school. A few girls say hi, most of the guys do catcalls and say sexual things, I flip them off but Lexus eats up the attention. We part ways and head to our first classes. I come in just as the bell rings.

"Wow, hey Mercedes! Nice to see you on time today!" My young, very handsome English teacher, Mr. Mayhem, says.

"Don't worry, Mike, we'll still "talk" after class." I say flirtatiously, making the class crack up in laughter. I add a wink for good measure and see his cheeks redden.

"Sit down Mercedes!" He says sternly. I smile at him and sit directly in front of his desk. I don't even talk to the people in this class so I zone out trying to find a happy place. The bell rings and kids start packing and leaving. I take my time. Once everyone's gone I go up to the front desk.

"Yes Mercedes?" He says half smiling at me. I go over and lock his door. I come back and push his stuff off his desk and sit on it.

"Mike why do you try to embarrass me?"

"Mercedes you know they can't find out so why would I give you special attention? I could lose my job for fucks sake." He reaches down to unzip his zipper, pulling himself out.

"Mike you started this, you told me the only way I would pass your class is to do things with you, so it'll be your fault if anyone finds out," I sing the last part out. It's true, he threatened I'd fail his class if I didn't fulfill his needs. Everyone expects we're having sex, so it's not a big deal. He has sex with other students too.

"You're a slut, no one will believe or care what you say. I'm bettering your gpa and skill level, don't be so ungrateful!" He smacks me across the face, I squeeze my eyes shut at the pain. He starts un buttoning and unzipping my jeans, "That's right you whore, you need to be tamed!" He whispers aggressively as he shoves himself in.

I block everything out while he uses me, he smacks me harder making me yelp at the impact.

"You fucking bitch, you disrespectful slut, you acknowledge me when I please you! Get out!" He angrily says pulling his pants up. Holding back my tears from my burning flesh, I pull my jeans up and run to the bathroom. I throw up as I hit the stall, I pull baby wipes out of my bag and start cleaning myself. The guilt and disgust comes to my mind and I push it back. I'm a slut. That's what he told me and that's why he makes me do it. It's my punishment. I walk to the mirror and wipe by eyes and blot my face, "You can do it."

Making my way to lunch, I spot my sister and walk to her, not bothering to get food, it sucks anyways. Sitting down I noticed the guys are sitting with us today. I look around for Callum and Asher to see them sitting together with the rest of thefootball team. The captain and the kicker are sitting with me today. Nick and Cain, the schools biggest heartthrob's, "sex on a stick"s, are talking about some party tomorrow night, that sparks my interest.

"Yeah so it's going to be at my place, I got the good shit again, it's going to be epic." Nick drawls out in his southern accent. He noticed me listening.

"Mercedes, darlin', you comin'? He smiles at me. Nicks hot, and sexy and seriously great at sex.

"Of course! I wouldn't miss it!" I laugh. My sister glares at me. She's wanted nick for forever, but she doesn't want just sex she wants a relationship. That's not his thing.

"Mercedes, are you coming over tonight for the project?" Cain cuts in with his deep voice. We have a lame ass project in history due in two days and Cain was my assigned partner.

"Yeah, what time?" We figure everything out and I head to my last class, study hall with Lexus.

"You know I want Nick Mercedes! Why the fuck are you leading him on!" She cries out causing people to stare.

I sigh, "Lex he doesn't do relationships, he's a "bang em', leave em' kind of guy." I look into her big blue eyes that mirror mine. Her eyes reflect my sadness but I see hurt and anger as well.

"He's such an ass," She says loudly, catching peoples attention again before stomping into class. I follow right on her heels, she ignores me and lays her head on her folded arms to take a nap. I'm tired too, I barley got any sleep this week and last night. I lay my head down and take a nap too, trying to drown out my own misery.

The drive home was silent, we didn't even play music.

Sitting at the counter our chef brought me pita bread and a bowl of mixed fruit, I eat the food looking around our custom Italian import kitchen with sadness, it's a shame.

"So I'm going to talk to Nick, if he wants sex he needs to compromise somethings and he can't be with you," Lexus says plopping down next to me with a water and a bowl of fruit.

"Good luck. How much do you wanna bet he'll ask for an orgy?"

"Fuck that you'd steal him away, you've already been with him. No way!"

"So what, you're still going for him?"

"I actually like nick a lot Sadie, you don't."

"Wait, you'd actually consider an orgy if I hadn't been with him?"

"Sadie! That's not the point, just don't fuck with Nick he's mine!"

I pull my hair behind my ear, "I won't encourage it on my part, that's all I can promise you."

"Are you shitting me- wait why is there a hand print on your cheek?" She lightly grazes my cheek with the back of her hand.

"Nothing, I'm going to go shower."

"What is your deal? Wait! Promise me about Nick!" She yells across the room, I ignore her and go to my room, I turn the water on scalding hot and sit in the bath, spreading my legs hoping to burn the evidence off my skin.