I'll Be Good

4.

"Didn't I tell you about the curfew?" Ashton snapped, taking Calum's hand and leading him further inside, past me.

"Calum, what are you doing here?" I ignored Ashton, only focused on the new boy. He looked at me, revealing a swollen black eye.

"Ashton came and got me," he spoke quietly, as if he were afraid of being chastised for speaking. "He mentioned something about you giving him a hard time."

"Luke, go to your room now," Ashton commanded, but I stood my ground. He noticed the persistence in my eyes because he then added: "Go to your room now or I will not hesitate to punish you."

I gave Calum a meaningful look before doing as Ashton said, and ascending the stairs to my room.

I laid down in bed, glancing at the doorframe that still was without a door, trying to go to sleep. It was nearly midnight, I was exhausted, but I couldn't sleep due to the sound of moaning coming from the other side of my wall.

>>

"Did he tell you the rules?" I asked Calum over breakfast.

He adjusted his new black collar around his neck and nodded anxiously.

"Why aren't you talking? You always have something to say," I said, nudging him softly.

"He told me not to talk to you," Calum replied. It was a barely audible reply, but I was unable to respond as Ashton appeared.

"Good morning, boys," Ashton greeted us both, kissing Calum on the forehead. He passed me completely, and went to make some coffee in the kitchen. A light whistle emitting from his moist lips as he opened the cabinet for a coffee mug.

"Good morning, Daddy," I said unenthusiastically, earning a slightly worried look from Calum.

"I'm going to go out today and visit a few friends. You both are coming with me," Ashton stated, clapping his hands together once and causing Calum to jump in fear. "Go get dressed in something nice."

I didn't really have anything nice, I realized, upon walking into my room and noticing that I now had a new door. Ashton had only bought me band shirts. I searched hard in my closet until I found a plain white shirt and a blazer that fit. I put on my usual black jeans and Vans, styling my hair with a bottle of mousse I'd found under the sink.

I replaced my new lip ring with the old one, being that the new one didn't deserve my attention.

I sighed and left my room to go into the kitchen since I was a bit hungry, opening the fridge to peer inside at anything i could eat quickly.

"Where's your collar?" Ashton asked, startling me. My heart raced in my chest as I tried to collect my breath. I turned around carefully, my eyes wide as I nibbled at my ring.

"It's in my room. I didn't want it to get dirty." I explained, causing him to look angry.

"You are to wear that at all times, do you understand?"

"Yes, Daddy," I cowered, closing the fridge to go retrieve it from my room. I panicked as I ran to it, lacing to through the loop to lock it around my neck.

"Who said you could eat, anyways?" He pointed out, "You don't deserve to eat, since you've been breaking so many rules lately."

I groaned under my breath and went to Calum's room, seeing that he was dressed far better than I.

"Hey Cal-Pal," I smiled, sitting down on his bed. It was decided earlier by our wonderful dominant that the boy could finally talk to me which was excellent because I needed friend. Especially in the place i'm in.

"Hey, Lukey," he giggled, fixing his hair in the full-body mirror. We talked for a while longer until Ashton called us out, leading us towards the car.

The whole ride, Ashton and Calum talked about the night prior, the boy sitting in Ashton's lap which made me slightly jealous.

I really wished that I could talk to Alfred.

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"Hey, Liam," Ashton smiled as we entered a new, large home. His voice was cheerful, which mean that this was a dear friend of his.

"What's up, Ashton? Who are these lovely boys?" The man, Liam, asked. His brown eyes jumped between the two of us before returning to the other dominant. This Liam man seemed to be a nice guy from his soft features with his trimmed beard and styled hair.

"This is Calum," Ashton's face lit up with excitement as he spoke. His dimples popping as his hand went on his shoulder, rubbing soothing circles into the skin. "And this is Luke." He added with less enthusiasm and a lack of a back rub.

I frowned a little, but hid it well. I was always good at concealing my emotions.

"You may speak," Ashton said after a moment of awkward silence. I supposed he wasn't really used to having submissives. Calum was quick to talk, as usual.

"Hi," he chirped. "You have a really pretty home." His smile covering the fact that he was oddly Ashton's favorite in this moment.

"Thank you," Liam smiled, revealing crinkles by his eyes that had made him look relatively older. He called out two names and, promptly, two boys entered the room. "This is Zayn, and this is Niall."

Zayn waved, and Niall said 'hi', but I brushed it off as I accepted the fact that I really didn't want to be here. I thought Ashton was going to be fun, but no, he has to be harsh and mean to me. He chose favorites, and he didn't choose me. I desperately want to be his favorite.

"Go play," Ashton shooed us all off, Liam directing us to a room that also didn't have a door.

"Don't be too loud," Liam reminded us. "I'll come back and check on you all later."

I wanted to at least talk about what happens here at their house because I really didn't know what they meant by 'play'.

"Who do you want?" Niall's voice broke me out of my thoughts. His bright blue eyes peering into my soul as he awaited my answer. "Me, Calum, or Zayn?"

"Excuse me?" I asked, my eyes blown wide. What was he asking of me?

"This is our playroom, who do you want to play with?" He reiterated for me, causing my jaw to slack as I looked around the room to see a recliner and a couch that face towards the wall while the floor was carpeted.

Now that I think about it, the rooms have been carpeted since we walked in.

"No one," I huffed, excluding myself out of their 'games.' I refuse to be a part of something so diminishing.

Calum gave me one of his signature worried looks, but joined in with Zayn and Niall as they pulled off their boxers and sat down in a circle.

I rolled my eyes and got up, checking the hallway to make sure Ashton or Liam weren't around. I snuck out of the room and hurried into the kitchen, as I was still hungry.

I opened their fridge and gawked at all of their food, pausing as I saw a piece of pizza sitting on a paper plate. I ate it cold, savoring the taste.

I must have been gone for a while, since I caught a glimpse of Liam and Ashton walking past the playroom and smiling at what they saw.

I shoved the rest of the pizza in my mouth and swallowed thickly, rinsing my mouth out and rummaging through their drawers until I found a piece of gum, popping it into my mouth.

As I was beginning to chew, I turned around to face Ashton, who was clenching his jaw while Liam stood behind him.