Why...

Why couldn't I scream for help in the office...why couldn't I say something! Why did I just stand there and accepted this...I should have said something I should have done something in that moment. But I just accepted it...now he's here...in my dorm room...

I thought I had gotten away from him for good when I left him. He isn't supposed to be here! Why is he even here, how did he even find me?

I stand frozen in my dorm room just looking at Austin. He gives me a devilish smirk. "It's been so long baby," he's says to me. I fist my hands up, he's has no right to call me 'baby'. He doesn't even have a right to be here with everything he's ever done to me!

The gaslighting...manipulation...abuse...oh the list goes on. This man is just the definition of evil.

"Where's your phone?" He questions me.

"Why?" I say back to him. I know why he wants it. He only wants it so I can't use it to call anyone...to block me away from everyone else. He hates people who question him so I just say that out of spite.

He gives me a gentle smile, "I'm just doing it to protect you baby," he caresses my face. I quickly move away from him. He's not doing anything to protect me...right...?

"I know how you get constantly checking your phone...obsessing over it. So just hand it over to me so that you don't obsess over it. It's not healthy for you Carmen" he tells me moving a step closer to me.

I gulp a little bit afraid of Austin. I reach into my pocket and hand it to him. I know that if I don't give it to him he'll do something worse...

He smiles at me "good girl". I hate those words coming out of his mouth so much. I feel like I wanna throw up.

All my notifications on my phone are off so he wont see any of them. I've never told him I'm Ceaselessmena. He doesn't know anything about my social media status.

"Now-..." he says but I interrupt his sentence quickly. "How did you know I was here..." who ticked him off to know I was here. How did he know I needed a caregiver? Someone had to have told him. It sure as hell wasn't me and I know non of my friends would have told him. Non of the doms or littles know about my last relationship with him.

"Let's just say...I got a little Wilson birdy...who just happened to call me and say my baby was here and looking for a caregiver to give her some much needed attention," he says. Wait...Wilson...? Who do I know has the last name Wilson...? I look down at the floor. I can't bare make any type of eye contact with him.

"Now why don't you show my around the school princess," he says grabbing my hand tightly. I nod gently. I don't want to anger him...we're alone in my dorm he could do anything so I rather play it safe for now.

We walk out of my dorm and straight to the elevator. His grip is tight on my hand. I try to take subtle breaths to help me calm down but it really didn't work.

As we get off the elevator in the lobby floor people stare at us. I don't make eye contact with any of them though. Their all probably thinking I've finally moved on from Zane and got this new caregiver. I could just feel their judging stares.

We walk out of the dormitory building and walk around campus. The whole time I was showing him around the states just kept coming. The headmistress allowed me to have this day off from class so I can 'adjust' to my new caregiver.

I try to pull away from his grip but he tightens it even more if that's even possible. "You're hurting me..." I tell him my voice shaking a little. He looks at me then back to his hand holding mine, "then don't try to pull away from me...if you didn't try to pull away we wouldn't be in this situation would we now?" He tells me as we continue to walk.

As soon as we were done walking around the campus we headed straight back to my dorm. He makes me enter first and closes the door with the lock on it. He lets go of my hand finally. Austin goes to my bedroom but I don't follow behind him. What is he even trying to do in my room? I hear things being moved around and thrown into something.

Minutes later he comes out of my room with a box. I look at him and then back at the box. I see my bee stuffy's wing hang out of the box. I try to grab it but he moves the box away out of my reach. "That's mine!" I say loudly. He can't take that!

He rolls his eyes annoyingly at me. I run to my room to see what else he might have taken. I look around to see my room a mess my drawers are open, things have been moved around, and everything is out of order.

My drawer with all my pacifiers is open. Non of them are in there. My eyes widen...no...I look to see all my stuffies have been taken and bottles are gone. He also took my night light. I can't sleep without my night light...

He comes into my room acting all innocent. "You can't take my things from! There not yours to take!" I raise my voice at him furiously. His facial expression goes from calm to mad real quick. He lets the box of things drop to the floor and makes his way to me. I back away as much as possible from him but hit the way.

Why did I tell. I shouldn't have yelled at him. He pins me to the wall making it impossible for me to move. He strikes me across the face, "don't you ever...ever yell at me again! You hear me. I tried doing it the nice way I really did but you've crossed the line!" He tells me. My face starts to sting. It really hurts badly. I'm pretty sure this is going to leave a bruise. I try not to make eye contact with him and just nod my head.

He grips his hand into my hair and pulls it harshly making me look up at him. "Do you fucking understand me...use your damn words."

"Y...yes..." I say softly. He lets go of me making me feel relieved. He picks up the box of things, "You'll only get to use these things when I let you. Now cover that bruise up it's starting to form. We have to get to dinner." He leaves my room and I fall to the floor crying quietly not wanting him to come back.

I look myself in the mirror. I really don't want to cover this up...it show people I need help. But if I don't cover up it'll end up worse. I take in a shaky breath and stand up. I grab some of my make up stuff and try my best to somewhat cover this bruise up. It still looks swollen but I tried my best.

I drag my feet and make my way to Austin. "Princess don't drag you're feet. Look you're just over reacting...it's not that big of a deal. Now come on let's get some dinner. I know you're hungry after a long day of helping daddy out," he says and grabs my hand leading my out of the dorm.

We make our way to the dinning hall in silence. Maybe he is right I'm just over reacting...no...no you're not over reacting Carmen...right...?

We get to the dining hall and get into line. I try to pick out what I want but Austin ignores me getting me whatever he wants. "You've really gained a couple Carmen. You don't need all that junk food." He says putting a salad on my plate instead of my normal sweet I get. I bit the inside of my lip hard I think I made it bleed.

I see the usual table I usually sit at with everyone else and try to lead Austin there but he pulls me away from them and makes us sit alone in the corner. Just the two of us. They seem so far away yet so near. He places our trays down and we both sit. I watch.

I watch my friends from where I'm sitting. Zane looks up from his plate and makes eye contact with me. I his eyes look sad...his body looks tired. This is all my fault...

Austin notices me looking at them "You don't need them Carmen. You've got me now...and you'll never feel alone..."

I shake my head...then why do I feel so alone right now...?

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