Thank you to all my beautiful reviewers. I love you all so very much. Your reviews make my dark days better. I hope anyone else who reads this story enjoys it and will continue to stick with me till the very end. We will see Rachel grow and Christian fight his inner demons. There will be a lot of twists and turns in this fic. I have it all planned out inside my head and I think it will have a great plot to it. Ana will be in this but in later chapters, I know I have mentioned this before. Okay, so I am done with my little rant. On with the story!

I am brought out of my dream from an unfamiliar warmness on my chest. I peel my eyes open to see Christian sleeping peacefully in-between my breasts. His upper half of his body is on top of mine, and surprisingly he isn't that heavy. I run my hand threw his thick copper mess of hair and he begins to stir. Shit, I've woken him. I quickly remove my hand and close my eyes pretending to be asleep. I feel him shift and I can't contain my giggle when he rubs his nose against mine. I open my eyes and see him grinning down at me, he looks breathtakingly beautiful.

"Good morning, sunshine," I giggle.

"Good morning, beautiful," He smiles shyly at me before he sits up in my bed with his back resting against my headboard.

"We slept on top of the bed." I point out and join him sitting at the top.

"Yes, but I was lovely and warm." He mummers and wraps an arm around my shoulders and pulls me against his side.

"Me too, I had my very own Christian Grey blanket." I joke and put my head on his shoulder.

He chuckles. "They're one of a kind, you know. I myself had my very own Rachel Faith pillow last night."

I grin. He used my breasts as a pillow, how romantic. "Last night was amazing."

He rests his head on top of mine and sighs. "Yes. It was a very enjoyable evening."

Just then my alarm clock goes off. We both wince at the same time, great minds think alike I guess. I slam my hand down on it and silence it, saving our eardrums. I go to ask him about why he said Trent's name on the phone yesterday when I hear my mom knocking on my door.

"Rachel, sweetheart, can I come in?"

I see the panic flash in Christian's eyes as he jumps off my bed and begins quickly dressing himself. Damn he can move fast. Before I know it he is putting his shirt back on while he glares at the wall next to my door.

"Just a second," I call and make my way over to my closet and pull out some short shorts and a baggy t-shirt. I throw them on and walk over to Christian who is starting to pace around my bedroom.

"Hey, calm down." I whisper and grab his arm to stop him from pacing.

He looks at me and shakes his head. "I can't. I have just gotten you to sign that fucking contract and your mother is going to bust us before I have gotten to all the good stuff." He whispers.

"She isn't going to bust us. Trust me, I always have a plan." I give him a reassuring smile before pulling him along to my closet.

I open the doors and wave my hand to signal to step inside. He does and I give him a quick kiss on the cheek before closing the doors. There's a small gap in-between the doors and I am pretty sure Christian is watching me as I walk over to my bedroom door and open it.

"Hey. What's up?" I ask coolly leaning against the door frame.

"Nothing much, just woke up that's all. I thought I would see how you were doing since I didn't have time to check on you last night." She mummers and steps inside of my bedroom, yeah, go ahead mom make yourself at home.

I roll my eyes and walk over to my bed and sit down. I thought my mom would have joined me but instead she went inside my bathroom. I watch her as she picks up my dirty clothes and towels, she then places them in a basket she had waiting outside my room.

"I could have done that." I mutter.

"No, it is fine, I wanted to." She smiles and looks at her feet unsure of what to say next.

I open my mouth to ask her about last night but my phone beeps. I sigh and lean over to grab it from my bedside table. It's Christian,

*The condom we used last night is on the floor in front of your feet. GET RID OF IT BEFORE YOUR MOTHER SEES IT!*

I gasp and look at my mother who luckily has her back turned facing away from me. I look down the floor and see the condom right next to my feet like Christian said. I quickly lean down and pick it up. I squeeze my palm shut to hide it; I can feel his cum wetting my hand.

"What do you want for breakfast, love?" My mom askes as she stands just outside my bedroom door. Great, she's leaving.

"Um, pancakes, I don't know." I shrug.

"How about pancakes, bacon and scrambled eggs?" She offers.

"As long as you don't burn dad's bacon again," I joke.

She throws her head back and laughs. "Hey. I am a great cook,"

I go to hold my hands up to mock surrender when I realise I'm holding a leaking condom. So I keep my hands by my sides.

"Yeah, that sounds great mom. Can you make me some coffee too?"

"Sure thing, sweetheart," She flashes my warm smile before closing my door.

I sigh and flop back on my bed. "That was close."

I hear my closet open and footsteps heading towards me. I sit up and see Christian is my bathroom brushing his teeth.

I stand and walk over to lean on the door frame. "You brought a tooth brush?"

"No. This is your tooth brush." He mutters and spits the toothpaste from his mouth.

"Okay," I mutter and walk over to my toilet and flush the condom away.

I wipe my hands on my t-shirt as I walk over to my closet. I open it and see that Christian has dropped some of my clothes on the floor, lovely. I roll my eyes and begin picking them up and putting them back.

"I'm sorry. Let me help you." I hear Christian mutter and come over to help me pick up my clothes.

"Thanks," I smile and hang up the last item that fell; a loose fitting knee high baby blue dress. That I have never wore.

Once everything is put away and I find the clothes I want to wear today, a blue plaid shirt, a white vest top and skinny light blue jeans. I close my closet and throw my clothes on the bed.

"I better get going," Christian sighs and kisses my forehead.

"Okay, when will I see you?" I mumble looking down at the floor.

"Soon, I promise."

"Do you pinky promise?" I smile up at him and hold my pinky out.

He chuckles lightly and grabs my pinky with his. "I pinky promise,"

I nod and he lets go of my pinky and climbs out my bedroom window.

"Are you crazy?!" I snap as he begins climbing down a pipe.

He jumps to the floor and looks up at me and winks. "Bat shit, baby," I he calls.

I shake my head and giggle as he runs along my lawn to my garden gate. He turns and blows me a kiss, I catch it and blow him one in which he catches. We grin at each other for a moment or two and then he turns and begins walking down the street to his car. I watch as he drives away and I suddenly wish that he could have stayed. Then I remember he promised we would see each other soon and I just hope that he keeps his word. I am totally hooked on Christian Grey.

11:20 am

I'm sitting in math class and Marie is still pretending to be in love with Mr Fibs our 'sexy' math teacher. Every time I turn to look at her I burst into a fit of giggles. I am surprised Marie calmed down so suddenly. When she saw my face this morning she started to go insane, she told me if she ever saw Trent near me again she will kill him, and by the way she looked when she said it I believe her.

Just then Trent comes striding into the classroom. His hair is a mess and his clothes are all messed up like he's just fucked someone quickly and came to class. It probably did knowing that prick. He mutters a sorry and takes the seat behind me. I can smell the cigarettes he's smoked and a shiver runs down my spine. I feel him move closer to me and I stiffen.

"That cheerleader, Mandy, is so fucking tight! I'm surprised my dick could move in such a tight pussy." I growls in my ear.

I can feel my breakfast rise in my throat and I know I am about to throw up. I don't know why his words have such an effect on me. I put my hand up to get Mr Fibs attention.

"Yes, Rachel." He smiles and looks up from his text book.

"Can I go to the bathroom please?" I say and give him a pleading look.

"Okay," He nods, "But, be quick."

"Yes, sir." I nod and stand from my seat.

"Are you going to go touch yourself? You wouldn't need to if you just gave that sweet pussy of yours to me." Trent says in a low voice so only I can hear him.

I rush to the front and grab the hall pass. Once out the classroom I begin to run to the toilet, I can't hold on to this sick anymore. I burst through the bathroom door and rush to the first toilet I see. I throw up all my breakfast in seconds and kneel dry heaving next to the toilet for a little while. I realise that I'm having a panic attack. I begin to shake and freak out; I then begin to feel light headed. I pull out my phone and call the only person who will actually do something. Christian Grey. He answers on the second ring.

"Rachel?" He sounds confused.

"Christian," I sob uncontrollably.

"Hey, what is it?" He coos softly to me.

"Trent...he...he," I can't even form a proper sentence as my sobs get the better of me.

"What did that bastard do?! Where are you?" He snaps down the phone.

"Toilet," Is all I get out as I rest my head against the door.

"I'm on my way. Just stay where you are and I will pick you up." He mutters and by the way his breathing sounds I would think he was running.

"Thank you." I breathe and stand from the floor.

"No need to thank me, baby, just stay put okay?"

"Okay," I sigh. "I better go wash my face."

"I'll be there in a few minutes." His voice sounds out of breath a little bit and I hear a car door slam.

"Right, I'll see you soon." I mumble and run the cold tap.

"Yes, see you soon." He says and I hand up.

I wash my face and head into the hall way. I decide to go to class and get my things. I walk into the room and I hear gasps of shock, I must be paler than usual. I give the pass back to Mr Fibs and tell him I am going home. He nods and goes back to writing on the board. I walk to my desk and grab my bag and I quickly glance at Trent and he is looking smug. It takes everything I've got not to smack him in the face with my bag.

"Rachel," I hear Christian call from the door way.

I look up to see him standing just inside the classroom with Taylor closely behind him. His eyes move from me to Trent and he glares at him. If looks could kill Trent would be dead on the floor. I throw my bag over my shoulder and just as I am about to leave I feel Trent grab my arm to stop me.

"How was your masturbation session?" He growls.

I give him a disgusted look and try to pull my arm out of his grasp.

"Let go of her!" I hear Christian yell and run over to my side.

"Or what?" Trent spits and stands up still holding my arm.

"Or I'll break your fucking arm." Christian growls and I turn to gape at him. His eyes are set on Trent. Mr Fibs is standing at the front of the class dumbstruck. The rest of the class are whispering to each other about why Christian Grey is here.

"I fucking dare you to touch me." Trent raises an eye brow at him.

Christian moves closer so he is almost a foot away from Trent. "Unlike you, I am not that much of a scumbag to hit a girl. You're a monster and if you think I'm going to let you get away with hurting Rachel, you've got another thing coming. So, you can let her go and I won't rip your fucking head off or you hold onto her and I'll make you wish you were never born."

Trent's eyes widen and he quickly lets go of my arm and sits down. I move closer to Christian who holds my hand for protection.

"That's what I thought." He spits and leads me from the classroom.

As I walk out of the door I turn to see Marie grinning like an idiot at me. I blush and turn to follow Christian out of the class.

As we walk down the corridor of my school we get shocked expressions and girls blushing at Christian. At that very moment I felt safe and protected. I know now that with Christian being my Dominate, I will be well looked after and pleased. Signing that contract and meeting Christian Grey is turning out to be the best things that have ever happened to me.

I know I promised the Red room but that will be in the next chapter. This chapter was rushed because I kind of have a lot of homework to do. I'm having a busy time at school and I'm finding it hard to get the time to update. Reviews keep me going and help me find the time to update. I don't like letting people down and I don't plan to. Please review. I want to know what you all think!