20: Ownership

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Mikey drops me off at my house rather angrily and as I go to bed I ponder what Mikey meant about the way Mr. Olson looked at me.

The next day is just the same as any old day. Except Mikey's upset with me. In science, Mr. Olson keeps looking back at me to see if I'm still awake. I am, but my mind is somewhere else. Otherwise, the school day goes by really fast and before I know it I'm back at home. Once again, my dad is not coming home tonight.

I decide that I'll take a bath to relax and think some more. As I'm in the bathtub I get a text.

Mr. Olson: Where are you?

Me: At home, why?

Mr. Olson bursts through my bathroom door and I scream, thankful for all the bubbles in the bath to cover me up.

"Are you seeing someone else?"

Mr. Olson asks irritatedly.

"N-no..."

I say and sink more into the bathtub.

"Who was that guy last night, and why did he call you 'babe'?"

Mr. Olson says, putting emphasis on the word babe.

"That was just my friend... M-Mikey."

I say, quivering. As Mr. Olson paces he says,

"You're mine Ray, nobody else's."

I swallow and nod.

"Say it."

He hisses.

"W-what?"

I ask. He stares at me with those piercing blue eyes, and says,

"That you belong to me."

I bite my lip as I look down at the bath and say,

"I belong to you..."

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