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CHAPTER 154: Practically married
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Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 172: Stronger than Julius
*LEONARDO*I met Vance in high school. Even then, he was as pesky and nosy. I wasn’t good at making friends. He just wouldn’t leave me alone. I guess he could be useful sometimes. Especially when I started painting. At first, it was only another possible escape route… something that might take me far from Julius if I became good enough. Then the work itself caught me. There was a strange relief in putting color on a surface and watching feelings become shape. Rage, grief, the constant tightness in my chest… things I could not say out loud somehow fit inside the strokes. The fear, the emptiness, could sit on a canvas instead of staying trapped in my chest When I painted, the noise in my head quieted just enough to let me breathe. I poured everything into it. And I was good. I had always been good at many things, but this was the first one I could truly picture as a life. Vance lived in the same neighborhood. His family was normal in a way that felt almost
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 171: To live
*LEONARDO*I was on the street for many days.And honestly, I preferred it to that house.Out here, there was no Julius. At night, I slept in an alley between two buildings where the wind cut less sharply.That was where I met the cat.She was small and thin, with careful eyes, and the alley seemed to be her resting place the same way it had become mine.At first, she kept her distance, but I found myself talking to her all the time… for hours sometimes.It was ridiculous. She could not understand a word. But speaking out loud gave me a kind of comfort I had not had in a long time. It made the dark feel less empty.She didn’t seem interested in my endless rants, though. Still, day by day she came closer. Eventually we slept side by side for warmth. We searched through garbage cans together. We walked the same short routes and came back to the same patch of ground. I did not know how long I lived like that. It was hard. Cold. Uncertain. But it was better than the mansi
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 170: Carole’s episodes
*LEONARDO* Edgar may have been a puppet, but he was left out too. The difference was that he was not hated the way I was, so whatever mistreatment he received still felt bearable next to mine. Carole doted on Julius. She spoiled him openly. She celebrated every milestone… birthdays with full tables and gifts, setting up Christmas trees in the main hall, school achievements praised in front of everyone, holidays planned around him, new outfits ordered without asking, only his photographs were framed and displayed. Edgar and I watched from the sides.I knew she owed us nothing. That knowledge never fully quieted the ache of wanting even a fraction of that care. Just a little would have been enough. A glance that was not disgust. A plate set down without conditions. Something ordinary. When her episodes started getting worse, my life got worse with them. I still remember the first one I saw clearly. One moment she was the graceful, elegant woman the household
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 169: That house
*LEONARDO* I first met Julius when I was seven and he was sixteen. He was old enough to know better. Old enough to understand that whatever my mother had done was not something a child could carry. He did not care. My memories of my mother were thin now, more feeling than clear pictures. I remember a woman who was always tense, always calculating. Becoming a mistress was one thing. Trying to force her way into the legal wife’s place was another. That did not excuse my father either. He was a scum who made vows he never intended to keep. My mother put me in advanced classes before I was ready. Tutors rotated through the house. Violin. Piano. Other instruments I did not ask to learn. I was not allowed to simply be a child. If she could have forced me to grow up overnight, she would have. She needed me to greatly impress my father. On phone calls with my father, she would boast that I was a genius, that I was useful, that I was wor
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 168: Self-loathing
The conference hall was too quiet for a room full of people. Slides glowed on the large screen at the front: mock-ups, campaign timelines, proposed taglines for the new product launch. A junior marketing lead stood beside the projector remote, voice already thinning as he walked through the first concept. Everyone else sat rigid in their chairs, eyes fixed forward, as if the wrong blink might draw attention. Leonardo sat at the head of the table.He had not taken off his jacket. He had not touched the water in front of him. He only watched, expression carved into something cold and impatient, while the presenter finished the opening pitch. “That is the weakest opening I have heard in months,” Leonardo said the moment the man paused. “If this is what you consider market positioning, you should not be in this room.” The presenter swallowed. “Sir, the… the data from the focus groups…” “The data is irrelevant if the idea itself is garbage.”
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 167: The right thing
*LEONARDO* I stood by the window and watched Jamin get into the car. The second it pulled away, something in my chest tore sideways. The weakness hit so hard I had to sit down, fingers locked together until the joints ached. My hands were still unsteady from the crash and the panic that came after it.I did the right thing.He would be fine… he would be free.****************** “I told him the card was mine, but he still wouldn’t take it,” Gary reported after dropping him off. I hadn’t meant a single word I said to Jamin tonight. I needed him to hate me. If he hated me, he would forget me faster and move on with his life.I already knew he wouldn’t take the other card either.It didn’t matter. He would figure something out. He was a strong kid. I exhaled hard. My chest still felt tight, like the air never fully reached the bottom of my lungs.Gary stepped closer. “Mr Madrigal…” “Get out.”With a sigh, he left. I stayed where I was, stari
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 5: To show you
*LEONARDO* Jamin scurried back a bit and hurriedly explained, still on his knees. “I…I…it’s been awhile since my last master and I haven’t done it with anyone ever since. So my skills are a bit lacking…”I shut my eyes briefly in frustration. I had no time to teach anyone anything rig
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 4: The safe word
*LEONARDO* My new pet checks all my boxes. Sure I knew some of these submissives on the apps were mainly into this because of the money and I don’t mind playing at all.But for my moral code, one must be a masochist to be with me. I needed them to be able to take all the pain I give. H
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 3: Harmless lies
*JAMIN* The mister?Mister what?Should I ask what his name was?I suddenly couldn’t find my voice. Calmly, he pulled out a chair and sat down opposite to me. “Let’s eat first.” He began and pressed a button. Two waitresses came around. “What will you like to eat, Jam
Save Me, Mister CHAPTER 2: The Mister
*JAMIN* No!This was the only “10k” I’ve been able to find so far.I can’t lose him!I could lie, right?A harmless little lie.So I replied. 25 wasn’t that far from 22. I’d be 25 before you know it.Me: [I’m twenty-six]Mister:[Send a picture] A picture? What does he need a picture for?
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