Painting a beautiful picture (on hold D': )

Chapter 8

*PRESTONS POV*

"MOTHER FUCKER!" Adam screamed as he threw down the Xbox controller. I grinned up at him.

"And now that I've kicked your ass, you may go to work." I looked at the clock. "Twenty minutes late." His eyes widened comically, and he scrambled to get his stuff together. He hurried out the door and I jokingly yelled "have fun!" After him.

When I was sure he was gone, I made my way upstairs. I opened her room door to find her asleep on the bed. I smiled at her cuteness and sat on the bed next to her extended form.

I gently shook her awake. When she opened those cute, big eyes I put on a cold face. This was punishment. She would learn from each beating I give her.

"Get up." I said.

*AMYS POV*

"Get up" he said. His expression was cold, and his voice told me not to argue, so I didn't. I stood in front of him and looked down immediately. "Look at me!" He screamed. I looked up. What did I do?

"I love you Amy. And I only want you to be perfect. If I have to take matters into my own hands I will. Even when you need a good slap here and there" My eyes widened. He was going to hit me? Tears spilled over and he slapped me across my cheek. "STOP FUCKING CRYING!" He yelled "NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU DID!" He yelled.

"I don't know..." I cried clutching my cheek. He pushed me roughly to the ground.

"DON'T LIE TO ME! I KNOW YOU WHORE AROUND!" He yanked me roughly off the ground and pushed me on the bed.

"I DON'T!" I sobbed and whined like a child.

He growled. "STOP CRYING! You wanna act like a baby? Then ill treat you like one!" He flipped me over and held me down on the bed.

He spanked me.

He spanked me like a child.

But much harder.

With no mercy.

"HOW DARE YOU INSULT ME!"

Slap. Slap. Slap.

"STOP!" I cried!

"HOW DARE YOU YELL AT ME!"

Slap. Slap. Slap.

"Please! I don't know what I did!" I said in between sobs.

"HOW DARE YOU LIE TO MY FUCKING FACE! CAN'T YOU SEE I LOVE YOU? YOU BELONG TO ME! YOU WILL ONLY TOUCH ME! DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR?" I was crying too hard to answer, so he rolled me over and slapped my other cheek. "ANSWER ME!" I nodded.

He punched my stomach and slapped my face repeatedly. Each time his hand made contact with my skin, I screamed, making him chuckle darkly.

"PRESTON!" I cried. "P-please!" He didn't stop, and soon started choking me. My eyes rolled to the back of my head, and I thought this was it for me, when he stopped. He laid down on the bed and pulled me with him.

I was still crying as he gently rubbed my back.

"I love you." He said when my breathing evened. I looked up to see him smiling down at me. "I just want you to be happy, and perfect. Just be good, and this won't happen again my sweet." I nodded and snuggled into him further, as he stroked his red handprints on my throat.

"I love you too." I said. He didn't hurt me for fun, he taught me not to act out. He was already making me a better person. I really do love him.

He kissed my cheek, and I winced at the pain.

*The next morning...*

I woke up to my alarm blaring starships by nicki minaj. I groaned and slammed my hand down on the off button. Arms tightened around my waist and I giggled. I turned around to face Preston to see him smirking, looking at me through barely open eyes.

"What're you laughin about my little troublemaker?" He asked jokingly, with sleep evident in his voice. I put my hand on his forehead, gently brushing the hair, revealing his sweet face that just looked so cute in the morning.

"I'm laughing because you make me happy." I said to him softly with a smile. Satisfied with my answer, he tucked me under his chin and kissed my hair.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too, cutie." I giggled again and he looked down at me with an eyebrow raised.

"Cutie?" He asked. I nodded and he chuckled kissing my lips passionately. "I like it." He said when he pulled away.

"Really?" I questioned when he said that. "You aren't gonna go on a rampage about how me calling you cute, or adorable is a blow to your manliness?" He laughed and squeezed my waist.

"No. Because it makes you happy." He replied with a grin.

"Preston Pierce, you really are perfect." He smirked and was about to kiss me again when I pulled away and smirked mischievously. "But I have school." I jumped out of bed and winced at the pain throughout my body. Damn... I just hope I'm good today.

My pain didn't go unnoticed by Preston. He chuckled and got out of bed, making his way to his room. On his way out he slapped my butt hard, and smirked when I cried out in pain. He leaned in close to my ear and nibbled on my earlobe before whispering, "that'll teach you to mess with me." He kissed my pouting lips and walked out the door.

"Meanie..." I grumbled under my breath.

Every step I took brought back the pain from yesterday. I could feel every slap, and the sting from it. As I made my way to the bathroom, I collapsed screaming at the pain in my stomach.

"Amy!?" Preston ran into the room to see me on the ground, clutching my stomach, sobbing. "Oh sweetie..." He said softly. He came over to me, and picked me up into his arms.

As he walked to the bed, his arm kept brushing my stomach, causing my to cry harder. He laid me down gently.

"Baby girl, I'm going to go get some ice and some baby oil. Just stay here." I nodded weakly and waited.

God everything hurt so badly. I don't know how anyone WOULDN'T notice today at school. I can't even walk. I could say I fell of the stairs, but no one gets this beat up on accident.

One things for sure,

I hope to fucking god Lucas doesn't notice.