To be his wife

Chapter Six

I get up from my bed and turn on the shower. I look in the mirror as I take my dress off. My black eye was still there. I get in the shower and sit in the bath as the water hits the top of my head and I let it run down my body. 

What just happen? Did he..we make out? I don't like him, I don't want anything to do with him, but on the other side it sounds like he wants to get to know me, I thought he knew everything about me, am the one that doesn't know a thing about him. 

I keep sitting in the shower for the next 30 mins until I start feeling sleepy, it was all most my birthday and I'll be 17. If I did not want to be with him for all my life I need to think of something. I turn the water off and get out of the shower, I don't put a towel on I just walk right to my bed. I fall on my bed again. My black hair is long so it is over the backside of me so if anyone walks in they see my hair, not my body. 

I start falling asleep.

The next two days go by fast. Just like every day the prince of hell (Noah) came and seen me like he does every night. He did not try and kiss me, and a little part of me was sad about that. He just asked how I was and walked out. The same part that was sad for him not kissing me, is he did not stay and talk to me. Maybe I made him mad. Maybe he is rethinking this calling for me when I'm 21 s**t. 

When I wake it was my birthday and Dan has been blowing up my phone, he knows I don't like my birthday but he thinks its because I don't want to get older, I don't, I don't want to get older because that means HE can come and take me away when am 21. 

All I want to do is lay in my bed all day and not get up. I nodded to myself, " Sounds good."

Until there was a tap on my door, I knew who it was. " Go away!" I yell, but he did not he walks in and looks at me as I lay on my bed. 

"Hello, my pet." 

I rally my eyes at him, and pull my laptop in my lap, I open it and just look at it acting like am doing something on it. "Hello," I told him

He keeps looking at me as he sits in the desk chair. 

"Can I help you?" I asked looking over at him

"It's your birthday my dear." 

"So, I don't care just another day telling me my getting closer to be 21." I snap at him

I look back down at my laptop still not doing anything to it. 

I move my eyes to him, I see he is looking down a little sad. I roll my eyes, "Where have you been at?" I asked putting my laptop up.

"I had some business to do and I only had time to come see if you are ok. Am sorry if I hurt you're feeling my pet." He looked back up at me. I am happy that his eyes were not red and he had other things on then that hood. 

"You did not hurt my feeling"  I lied but I did not move my eyes from him.

He smiles, "You lie my pet." 

I look away then back at him, "And so, what if I did."

He gets up and sits next to me. "You saying you missed me?"

I did, I did miss him just a little but I can not tell him that, for the past 6 years all most 7 he has been right there, there to talk to, there to yell at, there to cry too. 

"Why do you call me a pet for?" I asked trying to talk about other things than that.

"I call you pet, because you so little and cut."

I lay back on my bed looking out the window that was in front of the bed, he lays back with me pulling me in a side hug. 

"It is 7 years in 2 days."

He nodded, " I know."

It is 7 years in 2 days that my mom passed away and my dad giving me a way to a man I don't know. 

I look over at him, " Yes, Noah. I did miss you, and when I say ..." He cut me off as he put his lips to mine. He gets on top of me, so he can put one hand under my head and let his hand is lost in my long hair. I put my legs around him.

As we are getting in the kiss evermore I can feel him press on me with his manhood and a little moan leaves my lips. I have a feeling he liked that as he does it again. He moved so fast and not letting me, he is sitting up on the bed and I'm in his lap still have my legs around him I take my hands and start rubbing them all over his back. He moves from my lips to the side of my neck kissing me. 

"MMMMM" I moaned he still moves his manhood up to my sweet spot. I bit my bottom lip as he bits a little on my neck.

I hear my dad walk in the house. "Ava?" He yells for me. I try and push him away but he does not let me go. 

"My dad needs me, I need to go."

He shook his hand as he sucks on my neck, "No you don't pet, am here nothing is going to happen."

I pull away from him, " No prince of hell. I need to go to him." 

He gives me a little kiss on my lips and lets me go. 

I walk out of my room and go up to my dad, "Yes, can I help you?" I asked him

I can tell he has been drinking, "What do you want?"

My dad turns to me he looks at my neck seeing all the little bit marks and all the little red marks all over my neck. "What have you been doing you little slut!"

"What do you care huh? Why do you care what I have all over my neck?" I yell at him as I turn to go back to my room. But my dad had other plans for me, he pulls me back and starts hitting me. He did not get to far with that when HE came in and stopped my dad.

"I have told you never to hit her again!"

"Sire, have you not seen what is on her neck, she has been having s*x and sleeping with other people. I'm just looking out for you sire." 

"HOW f****d DEAR YOU! I HAVE NOT BEEN SLEEPING AROUND, I HAVE NOT HAD s*x WITH ANYONE!" I yell at him, The prince of hell had to hold me back.

"Dear, claim down." He told me

He looks over at my dad, " The one that been putting marks on her neck was me." He picks up my dad and pushed him in the leaving room.

I dad looks over to me, "You can get the f**k out of my house, you f****d slut." He then looks over at HIM, "Take her away now, she is 17 she can go with you. I don't want a slut in my house. "

"If I do that, you will not get any money, you will live a life of sadness and no one will ever love you."

"Any life without her is better then what I have now"

I knew my dad did not love me but dam, does he have to be an fucken ass about it? 

I go back to my room and I close the door. 

What am I going to do, my dad kicked me out of the house. 

Noah comes back in the room. 

As soon as he closes the door I ran up to him and let him hold me in his arms like he does every time I want to cry. 

"Pet, I can't take you home just yet, it's not time."