Little Things Do Matter

Prologue

It's dark.

What happened?

Did I pass out?

Where am I?

I was walking around in dark room. How did I get here?

What the fuck is going on?

"Do you believe you can change how the future is presented?"

I look to see where this voice is coming from.

"Change every mistake, every flaw in every nook and cranny?"

I looked up seeing a shattered mirror.

"If you choose this path where would it lead you?"

I was mesmerized upon how this..thing can talk. I replied

"I believe this path would take me to things unknown. I want to correct the wrongs. Discipline those who treated me wrong. Those who didn't appreciate the little things in life."

It was silent for a moment.

"If I do give this power, do you realize that in your path, the goal you desire will not be easy to achieve?"

I widened my eyes.

"What do you mean?" I asked

"Child, things are not just handed to you. You have to work for it. You are going to interfere with the past. Everytime you fail, it will reset. However, things would not be the same and this is caused by The Butterfly Effect."

I was confused.

"What is The Butterfly Effect?"

The entity sighed and continued explaining.

"The Butterfly Effect is apart of the chaos theory. Remember when I said everytime you fail things would reset? This is when The Butterfly Effect takes place. Everything will not be the same. It will change and it will get more difficult. Times for certain events would change, places you have visited would be in different locations, anyone you meet with not always be there. It will change every single time."

I looked in horror as the entity continues to explain this disastrous outcome I'm about to get myself into.

"People who were in your position died because they thought they could beat the system. They were wrong. It's unbeatable. You have to be patient. Never rush things, or you'll meet your demise."

The entity finish talking. A bright light surrounded around the abyss blinded me for a moment. Then I woke up.

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I woke up in my bed panting. I look around my room seeing the moon shining into my room. Looking to my right, I see my alarm clock that have the big red numbers of the time. 4:57am huh. Why the hell am I up? What the fuck was that dream all about?

I removed the covers off of my body, about to head to the kitchen to get something to drink when I realized.
I'm currently in that bastard's house at this very moment.

Shaking my head, I continued to trot towards my destination. The only thing on my mind is that dream. I'm I really given an opportunity to change everything? How I wished it was reality.

As I finally reached my destination, a pair off strong arms wraps tightly across my waist making shiver in fear. He is standing right behind me. I shrugged him off hoping to just get what I came here for. However, life is never easy is it?

3rd POV

Amelié tried to get out of James's grip but he was too strong. "What are you doing up this late princess?" He whispered in her as he nibbled on it. She jerked foward, wincing at the pull of her ear since James was still nibbling on it. "I uhh, I came f-for something to drink?" She replied. It came out more of a question then a statement.

"Then you should have asked me babygirl, you know I'll do anything  to please you darling~." He started to suck on her neck, but Amelié finally found some strength and pushed him off of her. "Enough James! I only came here for something to drink now please, leave me alone." She turned her back towards him not seeing the blank look on his face nor the glint of mischievous in his eyes.

James walked behind Amelié, grabbed her hair and started to drag her up the stairs. "James! Stop it! You're hurting me!" she screamed, but those screams just fell upon deaf ears. He dragged her all the way towards his room, throws her in and close the door, locking it in the process. Amelié kicked and screamed but got stopped when James slapped her, making a hand mark bruise appear on her face. She whimpered and tried to crawl away from him. He grabbed her and threw her on the bed tearing off her clothes. "You wanna get smart with me huh? Trying to have smart mouth with me huh?! Well I'll just have to put you you in your place!" He screamed in her face.

Amelié started to cry. She was used to his beatings but he never once raped her. Seems like things have changed. "Look at how much of a slut you are. I should call and tell my friends to come over. You want them to use you right? That's what you want?" He whispered in her ear. Amelié rapidly shook her head no, but James doesn't think much of it. "No, I won't do that. I want to use you first." He said. He had this smile on his face. This..this wasn't James. This was a monster. He flipped her over and pulled down his pants along with his boxers. She wiggled and pulled but nothing was working. He inserted his cock inside of her, no prep no lubrication.

She screamed in pain as he started to thrust at a rapid pace. Not slowing down to let her adjust at all. He put a hand around her mouth so no one can hear her. She bit his hand which resulted in a hard slap to her face, making a more prominent hand mark appear on her face. "You like
That don't you? You like feeling my cock inside you? You should get used to it cause I'm not the only whose going to be using this hole." He said slapping her ass making her jolt and whimper.

Amelié never thought that James would do something like this to her. She thought the beatings were enough. "All those things you did around the house were useless. Those little simple things meant nothing. You can't do anything right so why try." James said as he picked up the pace. He was nearing his release and as much as Amelié hated it, she was close too. "I'm not gonna cum inside you. You don't deserve my sperm. You'll be a horrible mother anyway. What child want a slut and a hoe as their mother?" He kept degrading her. Amelié was utterly heartbroken. The cruel words did something to her. So she decided to lay limp and let him use her. After all she was just a fuck toy. Nothing more, nothing less.

James pulled out and came on her back he then picked her up and threw her out of his room. "If I see you here when 9am hits your ass is out of here." He said and slammed the door. Amelié tried to get up but crumbled back on the floor. She was sore all over. Her ass was burning and bleeding, her face is red with huge hand marks on her cheeks and her body is covered in unwanted love bites.

As she stumbled to the bathroom to clean herself, she only had one thing on her mind. "He never even appreciated the little things I did for him. How...unfortunate.