A/N: This is the first little bit of this story I've written. I'm not entirely sure where it's going. My stories tend to have a mind of their own. I'll upload the next chapter as soon as I finish it. Let me know what you think. Disclaimer: I don't own Riddick or any other recognizable characters.
"It was bullshit how he treated you, Hartley. You and I both know that. Why the fuck do you keep going back to him? Why do you keep doing this to yourself? One day it's not just gonna be a quick trip to the doctor's office to fix a broken arm." My best friend and sister was pacing back and forth in front of me.
"I told you it wasn't his fault, Laney. I fell."
"Bullshit. I call so much bullshit. He fucking shoved you again, Hart. I'm sick of sitting by and watching this. I'm gonna hunt that fucker down and kill him." She was standing in front of me now, arms on either side of my head. "I'm gonna kill him and then we are taking the first ship off this fucking planet. We'll find a new place to live. Somewhere better than this shitty ass planet."
I looked at her sadly. I knew she was right. I needed to get away from Cole. Cole was my abusive, piece of shit fiancee that I couldn't get away from because I didn't want him murdering myself and my sister. If I left him he was going to kill us both. Since I was the oldest daughter, my father sold me off to the highest bidder - Cole. That's how it worked on this planet. Females were objects to be sold. I accepted my fate, but my sister was more of a spitfire than I was.
"Laney, you and I both know what would happen if you killed him. You and I both know what would happen if someone heard you talking like that too. You can't speak about a male like that."
"Shut the fuck up, Hartley. I don't give a shit anymore. We're done here. We're done being slaves to this place. Be ready to go tonight."
And with those final words, she turned around and stalked out of the doctor's office. I sighed. I had my little bit of hope that she was right and we could make it off this planet, but I knew better. No woman escaped here.
"Here's some medicine for the pain. Make sure you keep your arm elevated. The break isn't bad enough to need a set cast, so that removable one should be fine. Take it easy, Hartley."
I thanked the doctor and headed out to Cole's car where he was waiting with an angry look on his face.
"I'm sorry, Cole"
Slap. "Shut the fuck up. We're gonna go home, you're gonna make me dinner, fuck me, and then you're gonna sleep on the couch. I don't want to look at you."
"Yes, sir."
"Good girl. You know I don't like hurting you. Why do you have to disobey me?" He opened the car door for me and kissed me on the forehead as I sat in the car.
I knew better than to answer his question. No matter what my answer was I knew the outcome wouldn't be so good for me.
"I'm sorry, sir. What can I do to make it up to you?" Those words were so automatic now. I said them without a second thought.
Cole just smirked at me as he grabbed the back of my head and started to undo the button of his pants.