My Master, My Husband (BOOK 1)

Chapter 5-Am I going crazy?

"I'll call a cab so you can go home." He simply says, pushing me off of him. I almost lost my balance and fell but he caught me before that.

"I thought you said you would take me." I tell him trying not to sound as if I was having an attitude or something.
"You think you deserve it? After all you did?"
"Whatever then." My attitude got the best of me, I rolled my eyes and immediately regretted it, so instead of waiting for him to punish me, I practically ran out the door while buttoning up my blouse. But of course, he was running after me.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to!" I yelled while running. I have to accept this was kind of fun, a sense of déjà vu grew on me.
"Stop! You're making things worse!" We ran around the house for a solid ten minutes, until his mother appeared and I saw the light. "Lorraine!" I ran towards her and hid behind her back. "Lorraine, your son is going coo-coo, say something to him."
"My God, aren't you two a little too old to be playing tag?"
"It seems not, she acts like a little girl." I stick out my tongue at him childishly. But still hide behind Lorraine.
"He doesn't want to take me home, he wants me to take a cab alone!" I whine to her, and she looks at him disapprovingly.
"So that's how you treat your future wife, go and take her home." She spills, making him roll his eyes.

Then I realized how of a bad idea that is, we'll be alone in his car and he could do whatever he wants with me.
"Actually, I think the cab wouldn't be a bad idea, he seems tired and I don't want to bother."
"No, your father is expecting him to take you home. So that's how it's going to be." She turned around and grabbed my shoulders to lead me to Axel. He let out a sigh and signaled me to follow him. Lorraine was behind us until we were inside the car so he wasn't able to do anything strange.

He was silent the entire ride, he didn't even glanced at my direction. I believe that was his way of punishing me, giving me the cold shoulder. And it was working, I felt terrible somehow. We got home, and he didn't looked at me when I got out of the car. I could tell how furious and disappointed he was. I felt like I wasn't going to get much sleep tonight.

I was right, I didn't get much sleep, in fact, I didn't slept at all. I wasn't even hungry enough to eat breakfast, what kind of vodou was this, I just met him yesterday. I shouldn't be this stressed about it, and that mere fact is getting me more stressed.

I got ready and went to my car, at least he did send someone to bring my car home. I felt horrible, I looked horrible, everything was horrible! I hate everything, that's what I get for caring about something. I was doing too well not worrying about anything because I didn't cared about anything!

I got to the school's parking lot and remembered the rules, the damn rules! I had to write them and give them to him on the first period! I have to do this right at least!

I quickly grab a pen and paper out of my backpack and began to write before getting out of the car. It was hard to remember, but I think I managed to do it well, and when I look at the clock... holy sandals! Almost forty minutes late.

The first period is almost over so I make a run for it. When I get inside the school the bell rings and the people start coming out the classrooms. I don't even have to look much because I immediately see Axel, and walk towards him.

My heart starts pounding hard, I don't feel my breath anymore, I think I'm nervous for the first time in my life, other than when my father wants to have a talk with me. He is with his two friends from before, talking about something very important I suppose because he doesn't notice I was standing in front of them.
"Mast-Sir- Axel!" Well that was more difficult than I thought it'd be, I finally got their attention and he looks down at me.

"Yes?" He says dryer than the Sahara desert. I ignore his tone and pull out the paper with the rules, handing it to him. His friends are looking at me as if I am the weirdest thing in the world, but I don't care. He takes the paper and reads it, a smile spread on his face making me let out a breath I didn't knew I was holding. "Guys this is Amelia, my girlfriend and she's a very good girl." I smile by his words, he told me I'm a good girl! Eek! There's definitely something wrong with me?

"Amelia, this is Anderson and Josh." He tells me and they both say hi, but I don't care about them, I just keep smiling at Axel like an idiot. This is crazy but I think I'm in love, fuck, it's only been one day. Is this what love at first sight is? Or did I just developed an obsession for him...

Before lunch, I got to explain everything to Chloe and Carmen, even the BDSM part, and they were astonished but very understanding. I told them everything since I know they are to trust, and they'll never judge me for anything weird I do because it's always my family's fault. Not that I should blame others for my sins, but my family often drive me to do insane things, just like that time when I woke up inside the house of a drug dealer in Mexico-but that's another story.

Whom I didn't tell was Marie, I didn't trusted that bitch, and told them not to say anything to her. On lunchtime I tried to behave properly, but there's always someone trying to test my patience, and my anger issues do not help.

Yes I was popular, but not exactly for being hypocritical and trying to be the nicest of all-- that was Gloria. I spoke with the truth and if someone didn't liked it, well fuck them.

This time was the janitor --one that I mistakenly hit with a volleyball ball last month, so I guess he still had some resentment towards me. Now the story was that someone spilled some juice on the floor while he was moping and he without question believed it was me. "I don't care if you are Queen of England or who ever the fuck you think you are, take that mop and clean that shit." He seriously told me, like for real. Someone didn't learn manners as a child. I had to breath in and out for a little, but it didn't help.

"Excuse me? Are you- is he?" I looked around to see if he really was talking to me like that. "Are you seriously talking to me? The one that literally pays for your paycheck, in that way?" I couldn't resist it, I hated with my soul when someone spoke to me with such disrespect, I didn't cared if was the president. I learned that through my father, although I don't often use that tactic with him, his aura doesn't let anyone to speak to him in that way.

Instinctively I took and opened the can of soda Chloe was holding in her hands and spilled every single drop on the floor, and fuck it, I kicked the nearest trashcan and all the trash fell on the floor.

"I hoped you enjoyed your last day of work, and there, you missed a spot." The whole cafeteria was looking at us, including Axel... oh shit. If looks could kill, I'd be at my funeral at this moment. I am giving a bad impression, he's going to think I am not enough to be his. I ran to the closest restroom and begin to panic. My words and actions contradict themselves, why was I letting Axel to treat me how I wouldn't want or let anyone else to treat me?

Chloe and Carmen entered right after me and I don't know where Marie went.
"Amelia? Are you okay? What's wrong?" Chloe asks, kind of worried because I never get like this after arguing with someone, even if I later realize it was stupid of me to act like that.
"He was there, he was so disappointed, I am so bad at this." I say going insane pacing through the room, with my hands over my head.
"Calm the fuck down Amelia! Who?" Carmen asked trying to get me to stop pacing around.
"Is it Axel you're worried about?" Chloe said with an arched eyebrow, and I nod almost breaking my neck in agreement, still pacing back and forth with Carmen doing the same. With my response I hear her let out a long and exasperating sigh.

"Really Amelia? Are you really just freaking out because of what a guy would think of you? You're not like this, I get it that you have mentally signed an agreement with him to be his sex slave or something like that but it's only been a freaking day! It's not normal for you to be behaving like this! He's going to think you're fucking obsessed with him and that's crazier than to defend yourself against a damn janitor".

This makes me stop my pacing, she's right. I am going crazy, my mind is such a mess right now and he wouldn't want an insane girlfriend and even worst a wife that only revolves around him and depends solely on his aproval. Shit I'm still thinking about his aproval.

"You're right, thank you for bringing me back to my senses. He's just, I don't know. He makes me want to care for something. It's very weird but--" I pat my face and let out a relived breath.
"Anyways we'll get married and I have all the time of the world to convince him I'm not a crazy bitch". With that, one of the bathroom stalls open and reveal the one and only Gloria. I guess we should've checked if there was anyone inside before shouting out all my secrets.

Thanks for reading, got time to write this because of the coronavirus quarantine.