Get On Your Knees

Alana's POV

“It's official work. He has a home office in his room and it's so scary. I've only been in there once and he doesn't let just anyone enter. Well, at least I'm no longer jobless. This one is promising and stable.”

I lied through my teeth carefully, hoping she wouldn't catch on.

“Really?” She stuffed her face with more food and that pissed me off because she had such a large appetite and she was barely taking care of herself and her health was hanging over a thin thread.

“Yes. Stop eating so many carbohydrates,”

I told her with a glare that made her drop the bread she was about to put in her mouth. “You need to take your insulin because I know you haven't taken it this morning. You're so stubborn. Stick to the eggs and bacon. Don't take another piece of bread.”

“Yeah yeah but still, what do you do for him exactly?” I felt a sudden pang in my chest. Her inquisitiveness wasn't doing her so much good right now. I thought we had successfully left that conversation.

“I'm an assistant. His secretary will also work with us from time to time. I simply supervise.”

“I don't buy that.” She said suddenly, and I choked out a nervous cough.

“What?” I stuttered, facing her to understand what she was talking about.

“An assistant? Really? I think he either likes you or he just wants to sleep with you. I think you should agree, but of course if you want to.”

I breathed in a relaxed sigh. This girl couldn't be real.

“Shut it and eat!” My ears reddened and my cheeks flushed. She was unnecessarily smart. If only I could send her back to school to continue.

We finished eating and as we tried to pack up the dishes, the elderly woman ordered us to stop so that someone would get it done. My sister chirped happily as she eyed me. She obviously had no plans to adjust and get used to our new life.

I rolled my eyes as she pulled me to her room. It was about the same size as mine, but in purple. It suited her and she couldn't stop yapping about how amazing the room looked. She wanted to check out mine but I tried to calm her down and distract her instead. She would go through my wardrobe and I didn't feel like explaining to her about why I had tons of lingerie in there. Ryan would have to do something about that except he just wanted to expose me.

Soon I knew what her problem was so I grabbed her from where she stood and made her sit down on her bed. I helped her withdraw insulin from the vial and watched her inject herself properly.

She hated the process so much because she always complained that it hurt, but she wasn't making things easier for me. If anything happened to her, I would be the one running about. She had to understand that.

“Happy now?”

“Very happy. Now relax and admire your room on the bed. How about Michael, now is he?” I asked as we both lay down on her bed, pillow talking. I wanted her to fall asleep because she was incredibly hyperactive. It was probably the sugar rush.

“Ugh.” She rolled her eyes like she was disgusted so I waited for the sob story, as always. She enjoyed changing men like underwear.

“I thought he did like me. He just wanted me to be sending him nudes and there's no way I'm doing that for a crazy guy like that.”

“Bummer. I'm sorry, Amanda.” I pacified her because this was one sob story.

“Oh it's okay. I'll end up downloading a dating app soon. I hope I find a reasonable one this time.”

“Okay, you do that. For now, get some sleep, okay?” I ran my hands through her hair softly as I rolled out of bed.

“You're leaving?” She raised her head and she looked like she was scared and panic clothed her like a second skin.

“Yes, what's wrong?”

“I'm scared. This is an unfamiliar place, yunno. I can't get used to it just like that even though I'm pretending to be okay. It's so fresh and big. I don't even feel like I deserve to sleep on such a soft bed or have a nice room. Can't you stay with me and maybe watch me sleep? Or you can even leave once I sleep but just stay.”

Tears brimmed but I had to stay strong for the both of us. If I thought about everything she said, I would begin to shed tears and that would weaken her.

I climbed back into bed and laid beside her. We shared stories and laughed until we fell asleep.

When I woke up, clearly hours later, she was not in bed. I panicked for a bit as I tried to understand where I was. When I recollected back my thoughts, I remembered where I had to be in the next couple of hours. I scrambled out of bed and out of her room.

I decided to look for her to at least know where she went. I came out to the living room and met her eating dinner. At least she was eating a decent meal that won't trigger or spike up her blood sugar levels so much. I wasn't hungry and even if I was, it wasn't the time.

I needed to get ready for my bully. Tonight was going to be the night he would take what I had kept for the right person all my life. He would take it mercilessly. If only my sister knew about everything I had to go and I'll have to go through, but I couldn't tell her. I just couldn't.

I left the dining room and headed back to my room to have a complete makeover. Later I would discuss with Ryan on how to handle the lingerie so I wouldn't get caught but for now, I was going to have a long shower and wear the lingerie under something else.

After I took my bath, I did as planned and headed to his room. I wasn't sure when he would be back from work but it was already night time and I didn't feel like finding out what would happen if I wasn't on his bed, waiting for him.

Goosebumps erupted my skin when I walked in to see him standing, getting rid of his tie, his back to me.

He had already come back.

“Why weren't you here?” His voice cut through the silence. Obviously he knew I had been staring at him the whole time even though he couldn't see me.

“I didn't know you would be back early so i–” I began to stutter but he cut me short.

“Shut it and get on your knees.”