forbidden love - jamilton

one

alexander
edited 11/23

three months.

thats how long ive been locked in this hell hole with this psychopath.

his name is thomas jefferson. i remember him from the coffee shop that i work at. he'd come in most of the time and just sit there, staring at me. he probably thinks i didn't notice, but i did.

i woke up to thomas gently shaking me awake. i let out a small whine and turned so my back was facing towards him.

as i was drifting back to sleep, i suddenly felt my self get lifted off of the bed and into thomas' arms.

"put me the down right fucking now!" i yelped, struggling in his arms. i guess you can say i havent exactly 'warmed up' to him yet, and i wasn't planning on it either.

"language. plus, you should be used to this by now, love. i wake you up, you wash up, then breakfast." thomas said softly, looking down at the smaller male in his arms.

"i can still walk by myself, im not a fucking child!" i snapped, still struggling in his arms.

"well you're acting like one, so quit it." thomas replied impatiently as we entered the bathroom.

"sorry d-daddy.." i muttered as he put me down on the toilet counter top, then went over to the shower and started the water for me.

after about month of being held here, thomas started giving me commands, and made sure i always called him daddy. at first, i refused cause it was fucking ridiculous, but it started to get worse every time. he would raise his voice at me if i didn't call him by either of those names. sometimes i felt like he would even hurt me.

"do you wanna take a bath or a shower?" he asked, looking over at me.

"shower." i replied, kicking my feet back and forth. i hated taking baths. thomas would always be the one to bathe me, and he wouldn't let me do it myself.

"fine, but tomorrow youre taking a bath. now hurry and take your shower so that you can be out by the time breakfast is ready. sally will be outside the door waiting for you." was all thomas said before walking out of the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

i never had any privacy. thomas would always have a servant in the same room i was in, or would have someone stand outside the door. they wouldn't even talk to or look at me. i guess as long as they're getting paid, they don't give a shit.

i sighed as i undressed myself, letting my clothes fall to the floor. then i hopped into the shower. i let out a small hum as the hot water enclose my body, relaxing my sore limbs. i stood there for a while, loosing track of time as the droplets of water flow down my body.

i let out a small yelp as i heard two loud knocks at the door, startling me out of my daze. i quickly turned the handle, stopping the flow of the water.

"lexi, breakfast is ready. come out before it gets cold!" thomas' muffled shout came from the other side of the door.  i scrunched up my nose in disgust at the nickname. only people close to me could call me that.

i let out a small huff and pulled open the shower curtain, reaching for the towel and drying myself off.

i looked over at the countertop and noticed a set of folded clothes that weren't there before. thomas must've sent sally to bring it in while i was in the shower.