Little Designer.

Louis POV. Today’s my birthday, well yey me, not. The name is Louis, today is my seventeenth birthday, I’m short, too short for my liking I’m hardly 5 feet and a few inches, I’m a bit underweight but who’s counting. I have short blond hair and aqua colored eyes, I’m an only daughter of my divorced parents, I live with my mother who doesn’t really like me. Our chats are usually just her yelling at me and me crying, so yeah I and she doesn’t have the best relationship ever.I was hiding in my room again, I don’t go out except for food, water, and other essentials. I leave the room to leave the house also, I go to school, and that’s it. I’m not what you call popular, I’m close to being an invisible person around the school. I sat in my room alone, as usual, I’m still a human being I need outside interaction before I go crazy and that’s what I use the internet for, I have online friends, some are little like me. They always share their stories about themselves and their mommies or daddi

Rebbeca POV.The whole day I was waiting for Lou to be back from school, I saw the bruise but I need to know where it came from and how to protect her from having another one. Was it by mistake? An accident? Or did she self harm? My princess won’t harm herself in any way or form, I’ll do the impossible to keep her safe. Even if I had to put mittens on her hands and carry her around, she’s mine now.I couldn’t concentrate the whole day at work none of my designs felt good or okay, I had so many papers in the bin that it started to overflow. I stopped using my tablet for the day when I almost broke it after drawing a false line.My assistant and friend Alice walked in and saw yet another rage between me and the damn papers. I won’t be able to do a thing for the life of me today, I need to check on my little, I need to make sure she’s okay.“What’s up Bitch?” she asks walking in my office uninvited.“I’m in a bad mood Alice, leave” I say through gritted teeth I don’t want to yell at my f

Rebbeca POV.I had a busy day today, I only messaged my baby girl once today, she sent me a message with an adorable selfie when I was in a meeting. I wanted to tell her how cute she looks but the work couldn't wait for now.We're launching the new winter collection, it's taking a lot of work and time. By the time I was finally done working and ready to go home I noticed that my princess didn't message me back. Maybe she's busy with homework, I let it slide and get to my car and to my home, I was thinking about her the whole way home.I changed from my day dress and heels to a hoodie and no pants, I got comfortable in my bed and called her so we can talk before she goes to sleep.I called her and waited only for my call to my denied, I tried again but it was denied again. I was starting to panic thinking something must have happened, I spammed her phone with messages needing to make sure she's okay."Kitten, you okay?" "Princess pick up your phone" "Baby don't scare me like this are y

Rebbeca POV. I was so mad at Louis that I sent her to bed, she can't just lie to me and get away with it.That little girl need to learn that lying is a big No-No in our relation, she just should be grateful that she's not in arm reach or her bum would have paid the price.I need to find ways to punish her even while away, a simple go to bed isn't enough, but that's all I could came up with.I sighed and rubbed my eyes again, I'm exhausted, I was worried about her the whole day only for her to be lying to my face.I kept turning in bed unable to find a position to sleep, maybe this thing between us wouldn't work. Maybe she need someone closer to her or just someone who's....ughh I don't even know anymore.I closed my eyes finally getting some well needed sleep. I woke up to my phone ringing, expecting it to be Alice, who else would call this early I answered the phone without even looking."Hello" I said my voice still rough from the sleep."Mommy I sowwy" I heard Lou voice, she was

Louis POV.I just got so angry, so angry, my mother came from work while mommy was driving home. She just started yelling at me for no reason, simple yelling and screaming. I had enough from her and went upstairs to my room, Mommy Rebbeca had to call just then. She saw me yelling and crying, I don't know how to let my anger out, this is the only way. When she asked what's wrong, my emotion crashed, they all did and I started to cry, sobbed my heart out. I just wanted hugs and cuddles, but mommy was too far away to cuddle and hug me. I just felt like shit and I had to take my onesie off, this is the one she got me, it had her smell on it.After my bath, I came to bed in my own PJ, I got under the covers with a big pout, I wanted my onesie back. She raised a brow at my pouty face, she was now in only a loose T-shirt and no make up, her hair in a messy messy bun, not the fashionably messy, this one was really messy. "I wanna onesie" I pout making her coo at me. "I'll get you some ext