eighteen » l.h

27.

What are your names? My name is Lisette but I like it when people call me lis :-)

Is the book cover still the same or has it changed for you guys?

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I close the front door slowly, anticipating the upcoming moment.

Luckily the door doesn't creak or make any noise. But I'm soon out of luck as I take a step towards the stairs, the floor creaking.

"Fuck." I mutter, shutting my eyes, hoping Luke isn't in the kitchen.

I open my eyes only to be faced with a pair of blue eyes. I jump back and put my hand to my chest, how the hell did he get there?

He smiles at me before grabbing my hands, pulling me towards him.

He leans in but I turn my head to the side, making his lips come in contact with my cheek. I shake my head and try to walk around him but he grabs me by my arm. His eyebrows furrow in confusion and his hands move to my face. His thumbs move around in circular motions, I love how he caresses me.

"What's wrong, princess?"

I feel my stomach doing flips inside of me, I love his nicknames for me.

I want to go on and straightforwardly tell him what happened but I'm scared. I don't know if he's going to let it fly by or get angry. I've seen him angry; his face is all up in your face, all red. He yells and yells up to the point where his neck veins would pop up. I know this because I once heard him yelling at my 'mother'. He was in her face just yelling at her while she yelled at him back. But that seemed to fire him up even more because his voice would grow louder.

I don't want him to yell at me. I don't want him in my face. I don't want him angry. I don't want anything of that.

"Baby?"

There goes my stomach; it's now doing back flips as well as front flips.

"I- Calum... He-

"He what? What did he do baby?"

"Well it was me too but, we-"

"You guys kissed didn't you?"

My face started heating up, I couldn't say a word so I just nodded slightly and then looked down.

I don't want to look him in the eye.

"Are you fucking serious?" He said, his voice low.

"Yes but I can explain! We were just-"

"No! I don't fucking care!" His voice grew louder.

"Well you must seem to care if you're acting like this." I mutter, regretting the words as they left my lips.

I'm pushed, no, I'm shoved against the door.

His body is pressed against mine and his face is close to mine; I can feel the air coming out of his noise.

I had just added more gasoline to the fire.

"I'm so-" I begin to apologize but he quickly places his hand over my mouth.

"You did something wrong, now you have to face the consequences." He says as my eyes flick in between his. They're no longer a light blue color, they're now dark.

Tears stream down my face as I continue staring at his eyes. I want to speak but his hand is still covering my mouth.

"Bend over my lap." He says, voice filled with vemon.

My eyes go wide as the words leave his lips. Soon enough, I'm quickly being tugged over to the couch. He sits down in the middle of the couch and harshly pulls me down, making me fall onto him.

The top half of my body is placed across his lap and my half is dangling. His hand move down from my head to my neck, trailing a finger down where my spine is. A chill runs up and down my body, not because of his touch, but because of the terror I'm holding inside.

"You want to mess around and kiss other boys?" He whispers into my ear.

"That's fine, just know you'll get punished for it."

My lips tremble, a sob threatening to slip. He sits back and orders me to take off my jeans. I shakingly stand up, slowly unbuttoning my pants.

"Hurry up!" He yells, startling me.

I quickly take off my pants, feeling his burning eyes rake up and down my legs. I've been naked in front of him before but right now, I'm just not comfortable with his eyes on me.

"Take that off and lay yourself across my lap." He nods his head at my underwear.

I do as I'm told, not wanting to make him angrier than he already is.

He places his hands on my behind softly, rubbing it in in a circular motion. I feel his hand leave my skin before it's connected again with a hard slap.

I would've thought I'd yell out in pain but instead, something that sounded similar to a moan came out.

His hand came in contact with my behind again, surprising me. It was harder this time.

"You will not see that boy again." He says before slapping me once again.

I only nod my head, not able to handle the stinging feeling.

"Do you understand?" He yells, slapping me one more time.

"Yes!" I yell back, but once again, it comes out as a moan.

He no longer makes a move to hit me. Instead, he moves his head down to my ear before whispering, "Are you gonna be a good girl now?"

I nod my head as a response. His hand quickly comes in contact with my skin again, "Are you gonna be a good girl? For daddy?"

"Yes!"

He pulls me up to stand but I quickly fall, my legs hurting. The stinging is unbearable. I can't move without my ass feeling like it's being pinched over and over again.

"Takeout for lunch?" He asks in a normal voice, standing up to go upstairs.

I bend down slowly, picking up my underwear off the floor before looking at him, shrugging.

He walks over to me and lifts his hands up towards my face, making me flinch. This action makes him frown, but I don't care.

"I'm so-" He starts saying but I cut him off.

"Don't touch me." I say, walking away from him.

A/n: y'all i'm going to hell for this.

Anyways, I just wanted to know if maybe you could check out my new fic??? It's a Michael one and it's called 'fangirl'. It'd mean the world to me if you checked it out.

Check out forbidden as well!

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