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Chapter 8- ✰ Wrong Path, Bitch ✰

"𝗦𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗿𝗼𝗻𝗴. 𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘆... 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗽𝗿𝗼𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴."

Tags: Kidnapping, drinking

~You skipped breakfast again. Your appetite was completely gone these past days, butterflies constantly sitting heavy in your stomach. You were trying to figure out how to get home. She had humiliated you, and of course she couldn't care less.

In a brief passing, she had told you there would be some get-together, party or whatever tonight. Now on top of being heartbroken and embarrassed, you had to pretend to be okay with that heathen of a woman. Still, you would glance at her when you had the chance. She was your weakness and you just couldn't get away from that. It was just something you had to accept, but you wouldn't show weakness to her anymore.

You were more sad than anything. You should be more angry and you sort of were, at least at Vivian. Ambessa was always different. God why did you have to be so weak?

Everything was annoying you. Everyone was annoying you. That servant girl you had danced with, whatever her name was, did she even tell you her name?, didn't even talk to you. No smiles, no good morning, nothing. Fuck Vivian, how about that, fuck that stupid whore. You grunted, yanking your blankets over your head. If she comes into this room asking where you are, your head just might explode. You had gotten some water and went right back to bed. Her slaves had probably told her that you didn't eat. Well if she wanted you to eat, she shouldn't humilate you.

Your sighs and grunts filled the room. You had that stupid party tonight. Of course she would want you there, to look presentable. Oh you hated rich people. In your night gown, you groggily lingered towards the library. You couldn't care less what you looked like.

Curled onto an ottoman, your head rested on your arm. An exhausted sigh left your lips. No books were interesting you. Would she be angry if you left her? Would she even notice? You figured you could ask to go shopping, and use that money, and have an excuse to leave this hell house. Of course that would mean waiting till tomorrow. This stupid party was just something you had to bear, then you could go home. You weren't gonna tell her anything, just ask for the money, pack, and disappear. Your head was spinning, eyelids fluttering shut. This was just entirely too much.

A large, rough hand nudged you out of your sleep. You slowly gained consciousness. The disturbance was annoying you. Looking up, she was there, at your side. Your breath hitched in your throat, gaze glued to the ground.

"It's late, you need to prepare yourself."

A nasty realization bit at you. It had been hours of you resting. You were still exhausted. Of course. This party was imminent.

"Sure whatever."

You began to gather yourself, stacking the two books you hadn't read atop of eachother. She stayed there. You could feel her looking at you.

"Can you go?"

"Just making sure you don't fall back asleep."

That really annoyed you for some reason. Everything she said annoyed you. Everything she did annoyed you. You quickly got up, leaving the books there. She could deal with them.

After showering, you did your makeup with what she had left you. There was nothing dark except for mascara. Everything was pale and pink. She like, really liked you in white. That's what color your gown was, layed out for you. It was beautiful at least, but everything here was beautiful and elegant. The dress was off the shoulder, floor length, and backless. It was finished with a silver belt. You would be lying if you said you didn't like it.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, your stomach and chest tight. Something was wrong. This party... you didn't know. You were still so upset. You wanted her to like you, to touch you.

The door creeked open, your tears quickly wiped away. Another servant entered, put in a simple black dress.

"Miss Medarda would like to have you now."

You gulped. You had followed by her side for the beginning of the evening, silent as she introduced you as some sort of close buisness partner. You thought it would be mentally easier to just be a servant, but it wouldn't be fun to serve pretentious rich people all night. It was good when you finally got to drift off.

You knew you were drinking too much, the wine was just too good. Honestly, you wouldn't mind embarrassing her either. You sat at a table, eating too many hors d'oeuvres and saying too much to this odd looking man. Her servants cleaned up after you, making you feel a little guilty. The man asked you if you enjoyed Ambessa's company. You weren't exactly sure what he meant by that. You just wanted this night to be over. You wanted to go home.

Now dancing with another man, about a couple drinks too many flowing through you, he chatted with you.

"Between you and I, I'm surprised Ambessa brought you here with her. She's not the type to connect with someone like you."

Your eyebrows furrowed.

"I apologize, that sounded aggressive. I only mean that she isn't usually the type to be so connected with a partner. I suppose you are good for her, lighten her up a bit."

He chuckled, spinning you around. The wheels began to turn. Ambessa usually wasn't the type to tell her intentions. You felt your hands heat up.

"Excuse me I have to use the ladies room."

You quickly snatched your hands away from him. He looked puzzled. Yeah you could relate. You hurried off to the bathroom, taking a full glass of wine with you, not sure whose it was. With a loud shut, you locked yourself in.

"She isn't usually the type to be so connected with a partner. I suppose you could lighten her up a bit."

You were so angry. Ambessa was the most ridiculous person you had ever met. Every situation just deepened your hatred and embarrassment. You downed the glass of wine. You didn't want to look at yourself in the mirror, you couldn't. You just wanted to go home.

The night had passed in a blur. You had returned to the man and danced some more. You knocked over a vase and...now you were in Ambessa's room. She was undressing, obviously tired.

"Do you need something?"

You glared at her. "You could have fucking told me."

She couldn't even glance at you. A deep sigh left her.

"What are you speaking of now?"

"Are you serious?! You could have fucking told me I wasn't meant to be a buisness partner. You just had to humiliate me even more didn't you? I couldn't just be a buisness partner? Why did I have to be... basically your prostitute?"

She turned towards you. "That's what you want don't you? You are not that special, and it is very audacious of you to assume I would jeopardize my reputation for you. I believe you have been mistaken. I did tell them you were a buisness partner. Still, it doesn't matter how many of my dresses and how much of my jewelry you put on, it's very challenging to take the look of undercity whore off of you."

You looked at her.

She chuckled. "You're very obedient, which is good, but your lack of action disappoints me. It is weak. It seems you have no discipline. You have served me very well in the thrill of the hunt. You have satiated every hunger, in almost every aspect, but it angers me how easy you have yielded yourself to me. Physically, mentally, emotionally. Now you only squirn when the wolf's jaws are wrapped around your neck. You need to fight back. Think little lamb. The wolf has you, ready to swallow you whole. All you can do it cry and throw tantrums. Pathetic."

Your throat felt tight. Why? Why did her words hurt you so much? Maybe it was how she seemed to not care at all, how she didn't care about the situation or about how hurt you were. You told her you were humiliated. She didn't even respond. She only responded to the fact you weren't understanding her or how to be vicious like her. Before you could stop yourself, you burst into tears. She looked offended, and it only made you cry harder. You heaved and held you stomach, tears ruining your makeup. You just sobbed. You couldn't hold yourself together infront of her anymore.

Ambessa sighed and mumbled under her breath. "Cry and throw tantrums.." You cried harder, covering your face.

"You're very drunk and it's making you emotional. Sleep. You need it."

Sure. Whatever. You left her room, face red. Rictus glanced at you with pity. Your dress- correction her dress and jewelry lay in a mess on the floor. You had since stopped crying, the pillow hugging your cheek. The alcohol was fucking you up. Your sadness turned to shame, them sadness, then back to shame, and soon to anger.

No no no! She wasn't just going to get off that easily. You shot up from your bed, blankets falling to the floor. You whipped it open, only to be face to face with Malik. Shock sobered you up real quick.

"M-Malik? How did you make it here?"

Your voice shook. You weren't sure what you were feeling. His face... well he looked furious.

You gulped. "Malik. You came for me!"

You reached your hands and stepped out to him, but he quick backed up. He didn't look happy at all.

Large arms wrapped around you, one at your throat and another at your mouth. You tried to scream, but you couldn't breathe. Malik stared at you with obvious disgust. The man holding you began to drag to away from your room.

"Keep her in check. It would be nice to go unnoticed."

You heard a door swing open. At the end of the hallway, you could see Ambessa and Rictus, looking right at the three of you. Two more of Malik's men approached from behind the corner. You tried to reach out for Ambessa.

"Shit! We need to leave, now!"

The man threw you over his shoulder, following Malik.

"Ambessa!" You shouted for her, watching as her and Rictus ran towards you. They were too far away. You couldn't process what was happening. You were out of a window, then on the ground, and then... it went black.~

You. Always. Masterlist.

This is kinda short and it took 50 years to come out I know 😭 Chapter 9 is it tho and it will be out hopefully by the end of tomorrow. I promise it won't take forever this time

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