Sold To The Gangleader

Chapter Three

Tiffany's POV:

I woke up to an empty room. I was glad. I didn't want to see Alexander at all it would just ruin my morning. I got up pulling my messy bed hair into a bun, going to brush my teeth. I splashed my face with cold water after brushing my teeth before heading downstairs "Morning," Lauren said cheerfully as I walked in.

"Morning," I covered my yawn, "you hungry?" I shook my head, "pour me juice please?" I asked and she nodded. She handed it to me after pouring juice. I took it and left the room heading the living room. I feel as if I have a hangover "you look like s**t"

I rolled my eyes, "Thanks for the compliment Wes," he chuckled, "your sarcasm sucks" Noah said, "well, your sarcasm swallows" I spat at him. Wes laughed while I started getting a headache. "you sound like a hyena dying. shut up" this time Noah laugh.

I took my glass and walked out gulping it down dropping it in the sink, "someone's in a pissy mood," Lauren muttered, "I have a hangover because of the stupidity I'm getting from Noah and Wes" They laughed.

Then the doors open, "where have you two been?" Molly asked them. I forgot she was here, "out dealing with someone," Adam said taking a seat at the island. I left going back up to the bedroom picking up my phone. I sat on the couch near the fireplace watched videos.

After three videos my phone was snatched out of my hands. I sat up and glared at the person who took my phone. I saw Alexander and looked away, "What do you want?" I hissed at him. I felt his glare, "watch your tone" he dropped my phone on the table.

"What are you? The king to watch how I talk to you? Pfft...you're nothing but an a**hole," I spat, not regretting it a single bit. He growled, "I said watch it," I stood up and walked away, he grabbed my arm pulling me back, "I'm not finished with you" he hissed.

"Well, I am, so leave me the f!ck alone" He slammed me against the wall making me wince, "I told you to watch your tone with me" his and went to my throat choking me. My hands grabbed his arm.

"I was going to be nice but you pushed me too far," he growled, "s-since when a-are you n-nice?" I choked out making his grip tighten, "You broke two rules. No cussing at me and no arguing. You're lucky I didn't kill you yesterday after your little rant" His grip tightened before letting me go.

I dropped to my knees coughing like crazy. I put my hand on my throat. He turned away and walked towards the door, "Everyone was right about you. You are a monster" My eyes stung with fresh tears.

He walked out slamming the door shut. I curled up into a ball and cried. He's just like him. I can't believe I thought he was different but he was just the same. He had no heart. He didn't care about me. He used me like Logan used me back then. I always get used. Maybe he was right. Maybe should die.

I cried and cried for hours. I didn't move from my spot and I didn't even think of going to the bathroom to see the hand mark on my throat. I stared at the floor as they ran down my face. No sound escaped my mouth.

It was dark out which meant I spent the whole day crying. I felt so weak...so pathetic "Tiff?" My body tensed up. I saw two legs in front of me and a hand reached out to me, "don't touch me please" I pulled my legs closer to me. "you okay?"

I shook my head. My tears kept streaming down my face, "j-just leave me alone" I heard a sigh before they left. I built up the strength to finally get off the floor. I had pins and needles in my feet and butt. I walked to the bathroom and leaned on the counter. I looked at the hand mark on my throat.

My cheeks were stained with my tears. My hair was a mess from gripping it. So, in conclusion, I look like a disgusting mess. I sighed and locked the bathroom door stripping out of my clothes. I turned on the shower's water and stepped in letting the hot boiling water burn my skin.

I stayed under the water for the longest time possible before I turned off the water and stepped out. I dried myself and wrapped and the towel around me going into my closet. I picked out a hoodie and shorts with socks.

I covered the hand mark with some makeup before going down getting a bottle of water. I ignored the looks I got and left. I pulled the covers off and crawled into bed. I hugged the sheet to my chest as my eyelids started to close.

|| Morning ||

"Tiffany!" I fell off the bed, "what the heck Wes?" I glared at him while he laughed, "you wouldn't wake up the normal way so we used the fun way" Noah smirked. I muttered curse words under my breath and went to brush my teeth "do you know what's wrong with Xander?" Wes asked, "no and I couldn't care less about what's wrong" I muttered washing out my mouth.

I left the bathroom and fixed the bed before leaving the room. I headed down the stairs into the kitchen, "here," Lauren handed me a glass of juice. I smiled and thanked her. I noticed Alexander sitting at the head of the table stabbing his fork into his food.

I held back my urge to scoff at him, I sat down and had my breakfast and left. I wasn't going to talk to him nor did I want to talk to him. I much rather talk to the wall then him but even a wall would be smarter than him. I sat in the living room and stared at the piano.

"Either one of them pissed the other one off or they want to get laid by each other," I heard Wes say, "Wes, shut up. The adults are talking" Adam said as they walked in, "I rather much get laid by a chicken than him Wes" He chuckled nervously rubbing his neck.

"You heard that," I nodded, "But what I loved more about your chat is when Adam classified Wes as a child" I chuckled, "I'm going back to sleep," I stood up and left the room and actually going back to bed.

"Tiffany I-" I walked past him not even sparing him a glance. I wasn't going to waste my time on people who weren't going to treat me like a human and not a slave or a worker. I got under th covers and laid there on the bed slowly dozing off to sleep