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Chapter 8 (v.1) - Now I pronounce you, Master and Slave.

Submitted: April 12, 2013

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"Sit, sit." he said, patting the chair next to him, I knew he was enjoying this way too much than he should.

"You know, you are too evil, for such a small guy." I said, trying to get him worked up by insulting him.

"Hey I am not that short, if you weren't wearing those things then you'll be just an inch taller than me." he said pointing at my heels, looking disgusted.

I pretended to be offended.

"My heels are my life, I never ever go out of the house without them." I said cautiously.

"Mhmm..sure" he said looking back into the pile of books.

"Start working, and that's an order." he said, his evil smile spreading over his face.

We worked for an hour, and finally we managed to finish our assignment. We were having this constant rambling all the time, the librarian finally threatened that if we didn't shut up she'll kick us out. I started tapping my pen on the table and started looking around. Everyone was busy some or the other way. I was so bored. Just then I remembered that I never bothered to look up the last two lines of the road not taken. Shit. I'll make a point to look it up whenever I get time.

"Okay. So we're done. Come on get up and pick up my books for me." Jake said suddenly making me jump.

"Huh? What?" I said, confused. 

"I said pick up my books for me" he repeated.

Oh no! I am so not going around carrying his books for him, I don't follow anybody. Everybody follows me, plus there were a lot of books, by a lot I mean A LOT. I would have to get my hand plastered if I were to carry it around all day.

"I won't" I said.

"You'll have to." he said simply.

"Try me." I threatened him.

"Okay. Have fun dating me." he smirked.

My expression faltered. As much as I didn't want to admit it, but he was right. I HAD to do whatever he said.

"Fine" I said. I balance all his books together and mumbled about how unfair life is.

Suddenly it hit me.

"How am I going to carry your books around for the whole day?" I questioned. Yes yes yes.

"We have the same schedule Peyton. So don't even think about getting off the hook." he said rolling his eyes.

"Really? Wow I never noticed you around, well yeah I don't really notice ug-" I began to say.

"Stop. Only speak when you're spoken to, that's one of the rules." he said.

Oh god. What happened to me? I'm taking orders from evil, ugly people.

"Okay, let's get going." he said.

He walked out and I began balancing the books together, when I managed to do so I followed him.

As I walked out, someone pulled me towards them sending the books in my hand flying to all the directions. This person better be sorry because I swear to god I am so going to rip their head off. I spent quite a lot of energy trying to balance this and now it's all gone.

"Who the fuck are you?" I screamed while they were pulling me.

"Hey hey pretty lady, calm down" a voice said.

Brad.

"Hey, Brad" I purred, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"I was just thinking about you" I said.

"Really?" he said, looking pleased.

"No." I scoffed.

I leaned in to kiss him, I needed to improve my mood. I started kissing him, he kissed me back. I dug my nails on the back of his neck, he responded with the same roughness. I started pushing him towards the wall without breaking the kiss. I wrapped my legs around his waist, his lips slid down to my neck. I was moaning with pleasure by now. He grazed his teeth on my collar bone, his hands were on my ass. I started kissing his lips again, I bit his lips he opened his mouth and I started exploring his mouth. My heart was beating like crazy.

"Ahem!" we heard some one cough.

I looked around and I saw Jake standing there, I could see sadness in his eyes, he was hurt. Why?

"Pick up my books" he said, putting on an unreadable expression.

I bent down and started doing what I was told.

"You are taking HIS orders?" Brad asked. He was surprised.

"I lost a bet." I shrugged.

Brad walked towards Jake and said

"Pre school is that way" he pointed towards the opposite direction.

Jake really was short in front of Brad.

Then I don't know what happened.

Punch.

I looked around, I was confused. Then I saw Brad on the floor, blood coming out of his mouth. He got up and started walking towards Jake. He was furious.

I was really really scared.

I rushed towards Jake, I stood in front of him, I was hoping that I would calm Brad down, because let's face it one punch from Brad and Jake might be dead.

But before I could say "stop".

I felt something hit my jaw. It knocked the daylights out of me. I started falling down, everything was moving in slow motion. I knew I had received the punch that was meant for Jake.

I really should mind my own business.

Then I blacked out.

~An hour later~

I was lying somewhere, it was hard and my bones felt like they weighed hundered thousand tons.

Then I heard some voices. It was more of mumbling at first, after sometime I could make out what they were saying.

"You really don't have control on yourself when you are angry?" I heard Jake whisper. He seemed furious.

"That punch was meant for you! It's not my fault that she came in between!" Brad replied he seemed equally furious.

"Yeah, and now see what you have done." Jake furiously whispered back.

"Oh-" Brad began to say.

"Ow" I said flickering my eyes open, I had decided to put an end to their rambling. I saw I was in the medical room.

Jake and Brad were near me at once.

"Are you okay?" Jake asked.

"I wish I was" I said, I noticed that I couldn't open my mouth much, whenever I did it was very painful.

"What happened to me? Ow." I asked.

"Well, I meant to punch Jake but you came in between and I punched you by accident, and now you have a lose jaw. The pain will persist for two three days." Brad said apologetically.

"Oh." I said trying to process  all this.

"I'm sorry Peyton." he said.

"Yeah you should be." Jake snapped.

"You-" Brad began to say.

"Stop it you two." I managed to utter.

"One more thing this whole episode somehow leaked and now the whole school knows." Jake said, still giving Brad a dirty look.

"Oh no!" I moaned clapping my hands on my forehead.

Rest of the day was same, people were openly staring and laughing about the fact that I got punched. I got comments like: "Finally you got something you deserve." from some people who were brave enough to say all this. Some just enjoyed from far. Jake did not say anything about it. I appreciated that. I don't like talking about embarrassing moments, I carried his books around for him, yeah he still meant all that and this gave me additional sneers from people. Brad apologized a lot. I forgave him after all he didn't mean to hit me.

At the end of the day. I said

"Okay so I am going home."

"Not so fast, there is something I want you to do" Jake said.

"What?" I mumbled.

"Tomorrow I want you to come to school with proper clothes not with these slutty clothes like the one you're wearing now, and yeah no make up" he said, smiling again.

"You don't actually mean that." I said almost in tears, I was having such a bad day and now this? But I wasn't going to show him how much this bugged me.

"You heard me." he said.

"Okay." I sighed. I turned around and wiped a few tears that came out. I never liked people controlling me, and when they do, I get angry and a few tears always escape.

"Are you crying?" Jake asked, he sounded concerned and maybe a bit sad.

"No. No." I said, still not looking at him.

"I have to go now. I'll come tomorrow the way you want." I managed to say.

"Bye." I mumbled and I walked away.

I knew in these two weeks either something very good or something really terrible is going to happen. I'll have to wait and watch.

 


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