Savior

The Boss Wants Me

It's been two days since I got moved into the house with The Boss and everyone else. Ethan doesn't say much, but then again, neither have I. I haven't spoken a word since I got moved. Everyday at 4:58am Ethan comes through our connecting doors and lays on the other side of my bed and goes back to sleep. He talks in his sleep. It's cute. This morning he was talking about some video game. I didn't pay much attention. I couldn't sleep from someone screaming. They must've brought a new girl in to cover my place. Usually they scream for the first week or two. 

I wake up usually around 7am. I spent the first couple days here looking around and seeing how big the room was. I looked through every cabinet and every closet. They were all empty besides the one's that held what little belongings I had of my own or what the Boss had put in here for me. 

The room is big. About 15 feet by 20 feet. There's a king sized mattress in the middle between the closet and the bathroom. I haven't seen a room or a bathroom for 3 years. All I had was the bucket and a sink. There's a desk on one side of the room and a dresser on the other side next to the door that separates my room from Ethans.

I got out of bed and went to the desk and sat down. I can't go anywhere in the house alone. Ethan has to be by my side at all times. Every morning I wait till about 9am when he finally wakes up and takes me downstairs to get something to eat.

I take this time to study him. He has a scar on the left side of his face right above his eyebrow. His eyebrows are slightly furrowed when he sleeps. His eyelashes are a beautiful chesnutt color.

As I'm admiring his face his eyes shoot open and his eyes meet mine.

"What?" he spits.

"N-Nothing," I stutter. Being around him has made me nervous. I don't know anything about this guy. "I didn't want to wake you. I'm sorry."

He rolls his eyes and gets out of bed and walks into the bathroom slightly shutting the door behind him. The door didn't fully close though. I could still see through it. Ethan was taking a shower. Butt naked. No clothes on. Right in front of the door. All I could see was his back side. He has scars all over his back. My heart ached for him. Who would do such a terrible thing? I'm so quick to have empathy for him that I forget where I'm at. I slowly let my eyes travel down his body and to his butt, what a beautiful ass this man has. His body is perfect. I bring my eyes back up and catch his eyes through the door.

"If you're going to stare you might as well come join me," he says flirtingly.

My heart drops to my stomach. My cheeks are on fire. He just caught me checking him out. Not like he was serious though. I'm a nasty whore now. No one is going to want me like this.

"You don't mean that," I say and look away. Not meeting his eyes. I hear the door shut and look up. He shut the door. See, he doesn't want me. I was stupid to think he does.

I find myself lost in my thoughts when a hand touches my shoulder. I jump and start screaming when a hand clasps down on my mouth.

"Shhhh. It's just me Rose," the Boss says. "Come with me."

The Boss turns and starts walking out of the room. Just then the bathroom door swings open and Ethan is walking out. I look at him and follow The Boss out the door. Ethans jaw tenses.

I follow him into a bedroom twice the size of mine. There's a king size bed at one end of the room and on the other side is a sitting area with two sofas. Next to them is a book shelf filled with books. 

The Boss walks over to the sofa and pats the area next to him and looks at me. I quickly walk over and sit down next to him. He sighs and runs his fingers through his hair. He looks like shit. Like he hasn't slept in a couple days.