My Reality

The final bell rings and I rush out of the building. I don't want Sam to 'punish me', whatever the fuck that means. Ten minutes later I get into the apartment and Sam walks out from the bedroom.

"Good girl, you're on time." He says making me roll my eyes. "Okay, get started on dinner."

"What?" I ask. He walks up to me, I flinch.

"Go make dinner." He says.

I turn around to walk into the kitchen and he smacks my ass. God I can't wait to get back at him. What am I supposed to make? I look through the pantries and find boxes of noodles and cans of spaghetti sauce. I take those out and start cooking. I really wanted to see my mom today, too bad I have to deal with this bastard. James says he won't be able to get the things we need until Wednesday, so I'll have to be patient. He also said he wants me to text him every night before I go to bed. James is a good friend.

I finish making dinner and make a plate for Sam. I hand it over to him along with a beer. I can't eat right now, I grab a bottle of water from the fridge and start walking towards the bedroom.

"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" He asks angrily, I turn and face him.

"To bed." I state.

"What about the dishes?"

"I'll clean them tomorrow."

"Either way come over and rub my shoulders, it's been a long day."

"Why? Did you pull a muscle through unemployment?" I ask.

"Haha, very funny. I just spent hours talking with my mother over the phone about the wedding arrangements." He says.

"And?"

"And she wants the wedding moved up to Saturday."

"This Saturday?"

"Yes, now rub my shoulders."

I do as I'm told. After thirty minutes of rubbing shoulders, I fetch him another beer and go to bed. I know it's weird to go to bed at seven, but I just need to escape. I can't wait till I can stop being his slave and be with Andy.



(Two Days Later)

"Get up Princess." Sam calls. I get up from bed and walk out to the living room.

"Yes Master." I say as I stand in front of him. He has forced me to call him that. I hate him.

"When you get home, we're going to fuck." He says and I cross my arms over my chest.

"I'm not going to fuck you."

"Oh yes you are Princess, I wasn't asking now was I?"

"That's rape."

"Not if you like it."

"I'm not going to like it."

"Then that's all on you."

"I hate you."

I walk into the bathroom. I turn on the shower and jump in. There's a loud noise and I look out the curtain.

"What the fuck are you doing?" I shout and he chuckles. He pulls the door off the wall.

"Love you Princess!" He yells.

"I hate you so much!"

After I'm done in the shower, I look for my towel but there isn't one. I take off the shower curtain and wrap it around my body. I brush my hair and do my makeup. I walk out with the curtain around me, making Sam smirk. I change into my Pierce The Veil hoodie, my black leggings, and my black vans. I grab my backpack and walk towards the door.

"Don't forget about tonight." He says. I glare at him and walk out. "Just for that you'll be punished as well!" He shouts.

I decide to walk to school, just let the rain suck me in. Plus I don't want Andy to drive me; he'll find out more about Sam and go kill him before James's plan goes through. I hope he has the stuff we need. I soon as I get in the school, I run to guidance.

"You okay?" James asks and I nod. "You didn't text me last night."

"He took away my phone, but I have it now." I say and we hug. "Do you have it?"

"Yeah, I'll give it to you after school. Did he do anything to you this morning?" He asks.

"He pulled the bathroom door off and took my towel when I was in the shower. Also I'm supposed to fuck him tonight." He kisses my forehead.

"Wait, you should." I look up at him.

"What?" He pulls me out of the guidance office and down the hall.

"If you fuck him, he'll fall to sleep at ease. Then that's where I come in."

"Would it make it easier?"

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll do it." He puts him arm on my shoulders as we walk and let's me lean into him.

"That's my girl."

At lunch we discuss the best way to go through with the plan, and Andy passed by a few times unsure of why I wasn't with him instead. Afterwards I headed to drama and we did skits. Now I'm walking into English.

"Good afternoon, everyone take your seats." Andy says and I sit in the usual desk in front of him. "Who here has ever loved someone?" Everyone raises their hands. "Who has ever been in love with someone?"

"Um Mr Biersack?" Lydia says with a confused look on her face.

"Yes Miss Jackson." He says with his full attention on her.

"What's the difference?" She asks.

"Good question, who can answer that?" He asks and I raise my hand. "Miss Kanes."

"Anyone can love someone. I love my mom and my aunt, but being in love is different. The only time you can be in love is if you've found your match, your one and only." I say and he nods.

"So I'll ask again; who's ever been in love with someone?" He asks. I'm the only one to raise my hand. "And how do you know?"

"You just know when you know." I say.

"Well if what Miss Kanes says is true, which it is, then why is it so difficult to find the one? I mean Romeo found Juliet, why can't others find their one?" He asks. Brianna puts her hand up. "Yes Miss Parkers."

"Because Romeo & Juliet is fiction." She states.

"Correct. What I want you all to do is make a character sketch of your perfect mate. Begin."

I take out a sheet of paper and start drawing Andy. I was told I'm a great artist and should have taken art all throughout high school, but drawing is not my passion. I finish a quick sketch of him and start writing.

*Smart, dominant, hot, funny, kind, and a great kisser*

I write my name on the top of the page and hand it in. He smiles when he sees the page. He pulls me into the hallway.

"That's an amazing drawing, but could you not point it in my direction, I have to post these on the school website." He says.

"You don't have to post mine." I say.

"Then you would fail."

"Oh well, guess summer school is an option."

"As if you'd show up to summer school. So what'd you do at lunch today?"

"Just hanged out with James."

"You two are pretty close."

"Are you jealous?"

"Of course not."

"Hand me my sheet." I request. I write 'jealous type' on my page. "I love you babe."

"I love you too, we should probably go back inside." He says and I nod.

Just thirty more minutes before I can get back to the apartment and have my plan run through.

Notes

Q: Where are y'all from?
Ontario, Canada eh


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