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I wake up with Jays arms around me in my room. He must have come in after I fell asleep. I untangle him from me and get up and stretch. Midnight is curled up in her bed sleeping. I run the sleep from my eyes when I'm pulled back on the bed.

"Hey!"

"It's too early to be awake. Let's sleep more." Jay says the sleep obvious in his voice. It's 9:30 he can sleep by himself.

"Jayyyyyyy. It's 9:30! I'll go make breakfast." I suggest.

He shakes his head. "That's what maids are for." He mumbles.

"But Jay! I'm not tired!" I sound like a little kid but I wanna leave. I'm still mad he kidnapped me. Even if he bought me a bunch of things.

He opens his eyes and gives me a hard look. "I said we will stay in bed for a while. That means we will stay in bed. I'm in charge remember? Or do I need to get the remote?"

Well when he puts it that way....

"I-but-I. Fine." I say as I lay next to him. I vaguely here him mumble "that's what I thought" before he's asleep. I wait a little bit until I'm sure he's asleep. Then I slowly start trying to get up. Problem: he is hugging my waist. The more I move the more his grip tightens. Great. I know this isn't going to work so I stop trying and lay back down. I got it!

I start softly calling Midnights name and she wakes up. I call her again and she just looks at me. I pat my side and she gets up and stretches. I keep calling her name and she finally starts walking towards me.  She jumps up and I place her on Jay. She walks on him and lays down trying to get comfortable. Stifling a laugh I pretend to be asleep. Jay moans and says "get off me.  Hazel get up, your cat won't leave me alone."

"Hm? Mmkay." We get up and I mentally pat myself on the back. He types something in on the cuff so that I can leave the room and we go downstairs. He lays on the couch mumbling something about a dumb cat. Trevor is asleep on the other couch. I roll my eyes and go to eat breakfast. I find Lucy, another maid in there.

"Hey Lucy."

"Oh, hello Ms. Hazel. I'm sorry I didn't hear you. Did you call? What would you like for breakfast?" She says looking a little worried.

"Lucy! Calm down. I'm not the idiotic boys. I didn't call. And I can make my own breakfast. Just call me Hazel."

She looks confused. "But-"

"No, I can do it I promise. Take the day off. Go do something fun."

I can see how happy she is when I say that through her eyes. She quickly nods saying "thank you miss." And scurries away. I start cooking. Surprisingly I can cook without burning the house down. My mom taught me how, she loved it. I haven't though much about them, I guess I'm not ready. I think about how my mom always taught tips in the kitchen as I cook bacon and egg. Simple and easy.

"Lucy! Come here!" Jay yells.

"She's not here!" I yell.

"What?! Why!? I didn't give her permission!"

"Cause I told her to take the day off." I say as I walk out to him. Trevor sits there only half awake.

"Why the hell would you do that!?"

"Why are you in such a bad mood?"

"Answer. My. Question." He says in an almost scary voice. But he doesn't scare me.

"Because she deserved it. She works hard and you don't give her any days off. She thought I was going to punish her or something when I went into the kitchen. I'll be back soon, but I have to finish cooking before the food burns."

With that I turn on my heel and walk into the kitchen. He's such a jerk. As I'm finishing the food I hear footsteps but ignore them. I probably shouldn't have though. Just as I finish putting the food on plates, I'm shoved against a wall. Hard. Jays normally bright blue eyes have turned almost black as they give me a hard look.

"Your not in charge around here. I am. You don't tell people what to do. This is my house and I'll treat people how I want. You have no right to change that. Understood? You will stay in you room until I say you can come out. I have a horrible hangover and I don't suggest worsening my mood."

That's why he's in a bad mood. A hangover. Instead of doing the smart thing, I mumble "Yes father. I'll be in my room like a grounded preteen."

I can tell this makes him angry because he tightens his grip on my. Then he does the unexpected. He slaps me. Hard. I'm sure I will have a hand print. If he wasn't holding me up I would be in the ground right now. Tears brim my eyes but I don't let them fall. I'm not that weak.  He shoves me towards the stairs and grabs my hair and pulls me up. We get to my room and he types something into the cuff, then throws me in there.  He slams the door shut and starts walking downstairs. I sit there shocked. Tears roll down my cheeks but I don't notice. Midnight eventually comes out from under the bed and crawls in my lap. I finally get up and go in the bathroom. I was right, there is a hand print on my cheek. I rub my sore scalp. I would take a shower but I don't want to anger Jay more. I bet he will do much worse next time. I can't let there be a next time. I crawl into bed and daydream with Midnight curled up to me. I softly play music but not loud enough for anyone except me to hear. Today has been....different and it's not even noon yet.
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