Terra Violette

Chapter 5

What!? How could he, barely a week after my best friend died and he was already selling me out. I wouldn't go, I couldn't go, I had no choice. What was I going to do? The last thing I wanted to go through right now was Draco and his filthy hands. I checked the time on my phone, 5:30, exactly two hours before I had to be downstairs. Jake said 8pm but I knew him and he always expected me to be done and waiting before he returned from wherever, or else... I sat down on the bed, looked in the mirror and sighed. Is this really the life I'm meant to live? Am I really going to live a life where I have to do everything my 'husband' tells me to do no matter how demeaning it is? I looked so pathetic right now, I was dressed in the same stained over sized t-shirt and sweatpants I'd been wearing for the past week. Calling my tangled hair a mess was an understatement, I was a mess. Well it didn't matter how I looked or felt, if there was one thing I was sure of, it was that I was not going to allow Draco the chance to watch me squirm or cry in pain because of him. I dialed Max. "Hello, Amber what's wrong?" he answered urgently, "Hey Max, hum... nothing, I just wanted to ask you to please do me a favor." I hope he won't ask too many questions. "Oh yeah, what is it?" he asked, "I need you to get me some sleeping pills from the pharmacy," I replied, "What do you need them for, you hate meds", crap, he knew me too well, sometimes I even felt like he knew more about me than I did. I pulled in a deep breath, "Y-yeah, of course I don't like them, but I haven't been sleeping well after what happened to Kayla and its starting to have a huge toll on me", I hear him sigh over the phone, "Look Amber, I'm really sorry about Kayla, and I still think you should see a therapist. Don't worry about the pills though, I was already on my way to the shopping centre anyway." "Thank you" I replied, "Oh, and could you bring them by 7pm, I won't be around afterwards." I added with eyes shut tightly as I silently hoped for him to agree, "No problem" he said coolly, "Thank you so much, I owe you one" I replied, ending the call, relief washing over me.

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I now stood in front of the mirror. I had a tight skimpy royal blue sleeveless dress, matched with navy blue stiletto heels and a white clutch bag. Jake had barged in while I was showering and ordered me to dress this way. If it hadn't had been for the fact that the dress shoes and clutch were all from expensive labels, I would've easily passed for a s*x worker. I was wearing heavy makeup, this wasn't my style but I still had a fresh memory of how Jake reacts to natural looking makeup, if it wasn't for my dark skin and concealer, I'd have very fresh looking hand marks on my throat. Jake had walked in earlier and threatened to break one of my limbs if I didn't wipe off my 'librarian type' makeup and make myself look like a woman. Well his version of a woman anyway. I pulled a 16 inch wavy curled wig on, no way I was going to put in the effort of preparing my hair for this. I took my new sleeping pills from the dresser in front of me. Max, as thoughtful as he was, had brought them in while I was showering and texted me afterwards, informing me that he had left them on the dresser. I let out a shaky breath as I thought of what was going to happen to me tonight. I unsealed the the pills for quicker access when I needed them and shoved them into my clutch bag along with a tiny pack of wet wipes, lipstick, and my phone. I was ready, I think. I walked out of the room, and after taking 10 min to gather the courage to do so, I finally went downstairs, the sick feeling in my stomach getting worse as I get closer to the bottom. The closer to the bottom of the stairs I was, the closer I was to being sold out by my oh-so-loving husband. "Well look at you." I felt my blood turn cold as I heard Jake's icy voice, not because I was scared, but because I was disgusted and because the image of Kayla's shocked face was suddenly brought back into my memories by his voice. "How do I look?" I asked, "Like a w***re, disgusting really." he stated, "Why did you make me dress this way then!?" I asked my temper rising. "Oh I didn't dress you for me sweetheart , its the type of women Draco likes." "Why didn't you just get him a w***e then?" I asked, why did he have to use me, its not like he couldn't afford one. "Because there is no fun in that ." he stated as he walked towards the door, "Now you better behave yourself tonight or breaking a limb will be the least of your problems Now come along.". With that he stepped outside and I followed as we headed to his car. I sat in the passenger seat and fastened my seatbelt as the same painful words kept replaying in my head, "There is no getting out of this, your fate is sealed ". There was no getting out of this, no running away. I had nothing and I had no one nor anywhere to go to. Jake had won... this round.