Welcome To My Life

Chapter 16

When I awake in the morning, I find myself on a chair with blankets cuddled around me. My brain freaks out for a second, unable to recognize where I am. Once I realize I’m in Katy’s room, where I slept last night to avoid David, I calm down. I look over to her bed to see her and Blake cuddling, both still fast asleep. I “aww” in my head, and smile brightly. My curiosity and protectiveness gets the best of me, so I stand up and look over  at them more closely, feeling relieved to notice that they were both fully dressed, just cuddling.

Not wanting to disturb their tranquility, I silently leave the room to get ready for the day. I open the door to my room and shut the door behind my, barely glancing at my room. After the door is shut, I turn around to face my bed, but my thought process stops as my eyes fall on David. He’s about two feet from me, and as soon as I lay eyes on him, he walks closer and puts his hand over my mouth.

“Listen, Princess. I know you saw that note I left for Katy. And I know Katy’s told you some things about me. Those things? They’re true.”

My eyes widen and my brain goes on overdrive. All I can think is how much I want to escape.

“I’m going to take my hand off of your mouth now, okay? But don’t even think about running, yelling… anything. Because I will hurt you. Do you understand?”

Unable to nod or say anything because of his grip on me, I stay still. He forcefully nods my head for me, and feeling just an ounce of his strength manipulating me makes me terrified. He releases me, and I immediately take a step back, pressing myself against my door.

“What do you want?” I question trying to sound strong, but knowing that my eyes give away my weakness.

“I want you. For myself.”

“Jason wouldn’t let that happen,” I defend, wishing he was here with me now.

David rolls his eyes. “I’m not stupid, Princess.” I have to refrain from making a sarcastic remark, but my fear makes that task simple. “You have to break up with him.”

My eyes widen, the fear of David rising as well as the fear of hurting Jason. “That would hurt him. Aren’t you supposed to be his best friend?”

“Best friends? With Jason?” David scoffs. “Please. He’s too much of a goody two shoes. Too much of a wimp. And far too innocent. Why would I want to be friends with a pansy like him?”

My blood boils, angry at the blatant rudeness toward Jason. “Well I won’t do it.”

“If you don’t I will be forced to take action. To hurt you, your friend Katy, and your sister.”

Even though I don’t have positive feelings toward my sister, she’s still family. I still feel a need to protect her if I can. “You won’t…” I challenge, my voice shaking.

“Maybe you’re right, Princess. But are you willing to take that risk?”

Something about his tone, the way he calls me “Princess” like Jason used to when we hated each other, just makes me feel like collapsing into a crying mess on the floor.

“Well? What are you going to do?” he questions, a smug smirk on his face.

I remain silent, unwilling to give him the satisfaction. I refuse to allow him to hear the shaking in my voice, and I know the moment I begin to speak my eyes will well with tears. My emotions are mixed between anger and sadness.

“Answer me,” David demands, his grip on my wrists tightening slightly.

“No,” I say determined.

His grip tightens further and I can feel bruises forming on my wrist. I bite my cheek, refusing to let him see the pain he’s causing me. “What are you going to do?”

I try to remain silent but his grip tightens, forcing me to mutter, “End it,” softly.

“What?”

“I’ll end it with Jason!” I snap.

He smirks, and finally releases me, causing me to stumble slightly in relief. “Good choice,” he says, leaning over and kissing my cheek.

I raise my hand to smack him, but before I can he grabs my wrist again and glares at me harshly.

“Think more carefully,” he says, before pushing me over slightly and exiting my room. “Oh,” he says turning around, “and Princess, don’t tell anybody.”

My only response is the slamming of my door.