The Queen of Earth

Chapter 1

(3 POV)

5:30 am

Tonight, I'm gonna have myseeeelf a real good time

I feel aliIiiIIve

And the woooooorld

I'll turn it inside ooooout, yeah

And floating around

In ecstasy so

"Don't stop me now," Whispered a tired body under the warm covers. "Don't stop me."

'Cause I'm having a good time, having a good time-

With a quick slam on a button, the alarm was cut off as well as the song. The small body under the covers poked her head out, grunting at the other one next to her, which turned the alarm off.

"Hhhhey, why you do that?" She tiredly shook the bundle. "That was my morning soong-" She yelped when a hand reached out and grabbed hers and rolled on top of her, pinning her hands on either side of her head. It took her by surprise. The body on top of her stared back at her. Saying nothing.

Just staring.

As if he was lost and waiting for something to happen.

"Uh, Jason? -Ah!" He attacks her neck with his lips.

She moaned slightly, "S-stoop..." He let her hands go lifting her shirt, and traveled down to kiss around her stomach. "J-Jason~...It's t-too early-" Feeling something build up in her head, sending a wave of nausea. She pushed him off with great strength and rushed out of bed into the bathroom to throw up.

Jason laid there for a second, hearing her heave roughly before getting up to go in after her. Then, finally, he sees her on the ground throwing up into the toilet, and sighs.

It's been a few weeks already of this routine.

He sits next to her holding her braids up, and rubs her back. After a moment, she finishes, flushes the toilet, and gets up to the sink to brush her teeth. He's still sitting there watching her.

"Sam?" She doesn't answer him, just as she now slashes water on her face to cool herself down. He tilts his head. Is she ignoring me? "Samaya." He gets up and goes to her; she doesn't even look at him when he wraps his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "Look at me, baby." She shakes her head.

That frustrated him slightly, so he lifts her chin with little force, so she's looking into his eyes.

"Girl, what's wrong-"

"Please, don't be like that." She pleads.

"Like what?" She shakes her head.

"I know you're gonna ask that question, Jason." She pulls away from him and steps around him to turn on the shower to get ready for the day.

"What question?" He looks at her dumbfounded. Then, finally, she turns to him folding her arms across her chest, and gives him a look. "What?!"

"You know 'what,' don't worry about it. It's just a stomach bug." her back faces him as he rolls his eyes and walks out the bathroom sucking his teeth.

"Just a stomach bug, my ass." He murmurs. And goes to make a call.

When he's out, she closes the door and takes off her pajamas, puts on her shower cap, and lets Satan's fire hit her skin as she steps in the shower. Then, taking deep breaths, she wraps her arms around her stomach. And gives a small smile.