Fifty Shades of Trouble
Summary: What if there was a fourth Grey child? Broken from a past much similar to Christian's, Letty was a timid young child, but as she grows, the teenage Juliette turns out to be nothing more than Fifty Shades of Trouble. How would having a teenage sister change Fifty during the Fifty Shades Trilogy? How would he handle seeing his sister spiral dangerously close to his rock bottom?
AN: Alright, so I know it isn't Saturday, BUT, I have a super busy weekend this weekend. I have to go home from college to get things I need before I leave for Europe in t-minus thirteen days, and I have so much to study for, so I'm posting this tonight and getting it out of the way. I hope you all enjoy it.
As for where I am right now writing, I just finished chapter 28 and am about two thirds of the way done with chapter 29, so I'm moving right along. PLEASE REVIEW GUYS! There were so few on the last chapter, which granted, wasn't my best, but I'M BEGGING FOR REVIEWS!
Chapter 14: Little Blue Pill
"If you're going to kick authority in the teeth, you might as well use two feet."
― Keith Richards, Keith Richards: In His Own Words
Letty POV
Thursday rolled around and it was finally summer vacation. I took my very last final, which was just to pass a fitness test for gym class, and then, at 11:30 due to the half day, I was in the parking lot being picked up by Mia, who wore a mischievously evil smirk on her face.
"Uh oh." I groaned and she giggled.
"You have exactly four hours until kickboxing which means that you and I are going to go get lunch and then…" She began.
"Don't say it." I grumbled.
"We're going to go…" She tried again.
"Please no. Anything but that." I made a dramatic groan.
"Shopping!" She decided excitedly.
"Mom already took me summer clothes shopping!" I disagreed.
"Doesn't mean we can't go again!" She giggled.
"Mia." I groaned.
"Letty." She groaned right back.
"Mia!" I snapped.
"Letty!" She exclaimed excitedly.
Once Mia was like this, there was no stopping her. "Fine." I sighed.
"Oh we'll have so much fun!" She promised me.
"I wouldn't call it fun." I disagreed.
"We're going to get sushi beforehand." She smiled.
I did perk up a bit at that. I loved sushi so much, and hadn't had it in a while. Mia was warming me up for a day of torture. I knew I would leave with far too many designer clothes I wasn't even a big fan of that Mia thought looked good on me.
Mia and I got a big platter with an assortment of sushi at the restaurant so we could have different kinds and she smiled at me. "So."
"So?" I asked, a little confused.
"Boys." She smiled.
"Mia." I groaned.
"I didn't press you on it in front of our brothers." She defended herself. "Were you serious the other day about there not being any you would consider dating?"
"Well, yeah." I agreed.
"Why not?" She asked.
"They're either all about to ship out for college or they're idiots." I told her honestly.
"Idiots, hmm?" She asked.
"Most of the guys at school just want to have sex." I shrugged.
"And you don't?" She asked.
"MIA!" I gasped.
"I'm just curious." She told me.
"I just think it should be more special than what most of the guys have in mind." I blushed.
"You're so adorable, I swear." She giggled.
"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked.
"Just wait until college. They're so much worse." She shook her head.
"Great. I'll never find a man." I groaned.
"What about Alex?" She asked.
"What about Alex?" I countered.
"I think we've all seen the way that boy looks at you. All doe-eyed and like you're the only living person in the entire world. The only one who matters. You should give him a shot, he's cute." She suggested.
"I don't see you bringing any boys home for dinner." I crossed my arms.
"I left them back in Paris." She smirked.
"You're not saying you hooked up with multiple guys in Paris, are you?" I gaped at her.
"I'm 22 so I can do what I want when it comes to boys." She laughed.
"Mia!" I gasped.
"You didn't seriously think I was a virgin, did you?" She asked.
"Okay, I think I'm officially mortified." I told her, my cheeks so hot I doubted they would ever return to their normal shade.
"You asked." She shrugged.
"I didn't mean for you to answer that honestly!" I exclaimed. "And shouldn't you be encouraging me on waiting to find a boyfriend that doesn't just want me for Lady Town?"
"Lady Town?" She giggled.
"It's what Macy calls…it…" I trailed off.
"You mean your…" She began.
"Please don't say it out loud." I cut her off.
"As for your earlier statement, yes. I do think you should wait to have sex until you are in love. You should let your first time be special because you never forget it." She told me. "You don't have to sleep with every guy you date."
"Was your first time special?" I asked her.
"Do you really want to know?" She asked.
"Just with a 'yes' or 'no', I would not like to know the details." I told her.
"Yes and no." She told me.
"Mia." I groaned.
"What?" She asked.
"Now I have to know the details." I sighed. "Yes and no?"
"Mom caught us." She laughed.
"And you're laughing about it?" I gasped.
"I was seventeen. It's been long enough that Mom and I can both laugh about it now." She giggled.
"How did she catch you?" I asked.
"Two words; pool house. She came to bring us lemonade and…well…" Mia trailed off as she giggled again.
"What did she do?" I asked her, actually curious to how my mother would react to finding one of her children having sex.
"She apologized and left, waited to talk to me until after he left. Though, he didn't stick around long after being busted." She laughed.
"Was she mad?" I asked.
"No. Actually, she was pretty calm about it. I had to endure a talk about unexpected pregnancies and STDs, and she made me visit a gynecologist to get on birth control, and gave me a box of condoms, but she didn't tell Dad and that was the end of it." Mia assured me.
I burst out laughing at the thought of Mom buying condoms. I mean, prim and proper Dr. Trevelyan buying condoms just had me torn up in laughter.
"So, that's all you have to worry about if Mom ever catches you. Dad on the other hand…" She trailed off.
"Oh God, I would be mortified." I laughed.
"He walked in on Elliot a few times. Mom too." She giggled.
"Well, I think we've all had some embarrassing moments with Elliot." I smiled.
"Far too many if you ask me." Mia giggled. "But it wouldn't be Elliot without those moments."
After lunch, Mia and I mad our way to various stores. I put my foot down when she wanted me to buy a $1,000 sundress that I didn't even like though. I would never wear it, not even if she forced me in it, so it wasn't worth the money.
Mia's torturous shopping trip wasn't as bad as I expected, but I was glad when she finally dropped me off at the kickboxing gym.
Training was a little tough today. My trainer was not holding back today and when it was finally time for lessons to be over, he didn't seem pleased. "You've regressed." He told me.
"What?" I asked.
"You're not as strong or in as good of shape as you usually are. Have you been working out like you normally do?" He asked.
Aside from party recovery days, I had been doing exactly the same thing I did every day. "Yeah, nothing's changed." I told him.
"Maybe you need to start drinking protein shakes after training sessions. It may help get some more muscle on you." He told me. "So, I'll see you Tuesday?"
"See you Tuesday." I agreed as I put on a hoodie over my sports bra and headed outside.
Dad was waiting on me, sitting in his car reading over some lengthy document, which he put away once he saw me and unlocked the door.
"Hey Dad." I greeted him.
"Hey Princess. Did you have a good day?" He asked.
"Yeah, it was nice. I would like a warning the next time Mia plans on taking me shopping though." I laughed.
"I can promise you I didn't know your sister was taking you shopping." Dad chuckled. "How bad was the damage?"
"I reigned her in a bit." I assured him. "Hey Dad."
"Yes Princess?" He asked.
"Macy is throwing a "Last Day of School" sleepover tonight. Would it be alright if I go?" I ask.
"I don't see why not, but we'll double check with your mother." Dad smiled as he continued driving. "How was kickboxing?"
I sighed at that one. "Coach said I'm regressing and need to drink protein shakes to build up more muscle. It doesn't make sense though. I'm doing exactly what I've been doing for years."
"Well, I'm not an expert on nutrition so your mother would probably know more, but maybe you've simply hit a wall. I'm sure you're still doing fine. You're healthy." He assured me.
"Maybe I need to add a morning strength workout after my runs." I told him.
"I think you already get too little sleep as it is." He disagreed as he turned off towards Bellevue. "Do you know when grades will be back?"
"Oh, I got most of them verbally from my teachers today. So far, A's again. The report cards aren't sent off for another week though." I told him.
"I'm proud of you Darling." He told me.
If only he knew. If Christian, or any of my siblings now that they know, told him I was into partying and drinking, he would never be proud of me. I think I feared my parents' disappointment more than I feared punishment.
The rest of the drive home was pretty much small talk. When we finally got home, I instantly excused myself to get showered for dinner. I didn't bother putting on makeup, Macy would just redo it once I got to her house, or bother doing much else fixing my hair than drying it.
I headed downstairs in a pair of jeans and a tank top and Mom greeted me with a smile and a warm hug. She wasn't home when we first got back, so I assumed she had to stay later than usual at the hospital "Happy summer vacation." She smiled as she let go and took my hands in hers, standing back to look at me.
"What?" I asked.
"I just can't believe you're already finished with your first year of high school. Just the other day I could've sworn your father and I were dropping you off for your first day of kindergarten." She had a tear threatening to fall from her eye.
That was actually one of my earliest memories I had that wasn't traumatic. It was probably one of the best memories from my early childhood I had.
…
"Alright Baby, so now that you're in kindergarten, you won't have half days at school anymore." Mommy told me as she fixed my headband and straightened out my plaid jumper.
"I know Mommy." I whispered, my eyes wide with the idea of having to go to a new classroom with a new teacher. Mommy promised me that I would have some of the same friends to play with my age, as well as some new friends to.
"It's okay to feel scared about going to school too." Mommy seemed sad as she pulled my knee sock that had slipped down my leg up further.
"Let's go downstairs for breakfast." She told me as she took my hand.
Daddy, Mia, and Christian were all in the breakfast room. Elliot was at some place called college. I didn't like it because he wasn't at home and Mommy told me he wouldn't be back until Christmas time. I missed Elliot.
"Well Gracie, we've got a college kid, a senior, a seventh grader, and a kindergartener. I feel old, how about you?" Daddy asked Mommy.
Mommy started crying and I looked up at her, confused. "Mommy, why are you sad?"
"I'm okay Baby." She promised me. "Go sit with your brother and sister and eat your breakfast."
I sat down between Mia and Christian and began eating the pancakes Daddy made. I also got to drink my special chocolate milk that I got for breakfast and for dinner. Mommy said it's to help me grown more.
After breakfast, Christian and Mia left for school in his car, but Mommy, Daddy, and I all got in Daddy's car. Mommy was still crying when we got to school. I was worried. Why was Mommy so sad?
Daddy parked and helped me get out of my car seat, that Mommy said I had to ride in until I was bigger, and took my hand. Mommy took my other one when we walked around to her side.
"Ready Princess?" Daddy asked.
I looked up at him and saw him carrying my backpack and my lunchbox. I liked my backpack. It was pink and had a picture of a turtle on it. My lunch box matched it, but it was purple instead.
"Yes Daddy." I whispered.
We walked together inside the school. My old classroom was on the first floor, but my new classroom was on the second. Mommy and Daddy found a cubby that had my name over it, and Daddy hung up my backpack and lunch box for me.
There were lots of kids with their mommies and daddies, but the mommies and daddies made me scared. I held Mommy's hand tighter and moved behind her. She would keep me safe.
"Letty!" Rocklin, my best friend, called as he let go of his Daddy's hand and ran over to us.
"Hi Rocklin!" I smiled.
"Guess what I learned in the car today!" He told me.
"What?" I asked. Rocklin always knew funny things.
"Well, Madeline asked Daddy where babies come from and he told us that when a mommy and a daddy love each other very much…" Rocklin stopped talking because his Daddy had his hand over Rocklin's mouth before he could say anything else.
"Rocklin, Son, what did I tell you?" Rocklin's daddy asked him.
"That I was little to know that so I shouldn't tell other little people." He sighed.
"Exactly." Rocklin's daddy agreed.
"But Letty isn't a little person. Letty's my best friend." Rocklin huffed.
Mommy was laughing now, and I was happy. That meant she wasn't sad anymore.
"Sorry about that." Rocklin's daddy sighed. "Grace, Carrick."
"Laurence." Mommy greeted him with a handshake, Daddy doing the same thing after Mommy let go of his hand. "It sounds like you all had quite the eventful morning."
"Poor Rocklin was doomed with a sister four years older than him that is exceptionally nosey and very pushy for a nine-year-old." Rocklin's daddy laughed as he smoothed out Rocklin's hair.
"Daddy, my tie came undone again!" Rocklin gasped, looking at me in horror.
"That's okay Champ, I can fix it." Rocklin's daddy promised him. He knelt down and quickly got Rocklin's tie so it was tighter around his neck.
"Rocklin, who is your teacher?" Mommy asked him.
"Mrs. Roberts." He told her.
"That's my teacher too!" I told him.
"You two are in the same class then." Daddy told us.
Daddy, Mommy, Rocklin's daddy, Rocklin, and I all walked into the room together. It was pretty and happy. The yellow walls had lots of art work on them. A woman walked up to us and I immediately went behind Daddy's leg.
"It's okay Princess." Daddy promised me. "This is your teacher Mrs. Roberts."
I looked up at her. She looked like Grandma Trevelyan. She was smiling at me, and didn't look very scary. Maybe she would be nice to me.
"Alright, bye Daddy." Rocklin told his daddy as he held his hand for me. "Come on Letty."
I bit my lip. "Bye Mommy, bye Daddy." I waved as I took it and we went into the room together, and Mrs. Roberts helped us find our seats.
Rocklin and I got to start coloring a picture of a school and I looked up. Mommy was crying and Daddy was pulling her out of the classroom. I didn't know why Mommy was so sad but I would draw her a special picture today to make her feel better.
…
"You cried a lot." I told her.
"I was just as bad with your brothers and your sister." Mom admitted with a smile. "My babies were all growing up."
"I'm hungry." I admitted.
"Dinner should be ready." Mom told me.
We walked to the dining room together, and sure enough, Gretchen was putting plates of food on the table. Dad and Mia were already at the table, wine in hand, laughing about something. Mom and I joined them, and after dinner, I made my way back up to my room and grabbed my bag, and then Mia took me over to Macy's.
"Be more responsible this time." She told me.
I rolled my eyes. "I wish Christian had just kept that to himself."
"Hey." She grabbed my hand. "I'm serious. You shouldn't drink that much."
"Mia, I'll be fine." I assured her.
"Well if anything happens, and you're not fine; call me. I'll come get you and keep it between us unless it's something super serious. I just want to make sure you're safe. You know that offer goes for Elliot too, and even Christian. Though, I would say Elliot or I are your best bets on people to not freak out." She assured me.
I offered a small smile and nodded. "Thanks Mia."
I headed inside the house, waving one more time at my sister, and immediately finding Macy. She dragged me up to her room, in a very Mia-like fashion, and began putting makeup on my face instantly and doing my hair. She was already ready in a bronze colored sequin dress that was so tight I wondered if she could breathe.
Once I was deemed appropriate, I got slipped into my royal blue sequin dress, and matching royal blue sequin heels, and the two of us headed downstairs, passing quite a few of our friends in the process who were all going upstairs to get ready.
The party was in full swing in the basement though, so Macy and I quickly took a few shots and joined the rest of the kids. It was going like it always did, drinking, dancing, people making out, people going off to hook up. I wasn't as out of it as I usually was tonight though. I knew I had drank as much as usual, but I just wasn't getting as wasted as I usually did.
"I'll be back! I'm going to get another drink!" I called to my friends over the music before I wandered off the dance floor, and found another drink. I sat on the couch and prepared to chug it. The quicker I drank it, the faster it would work.
"Want something that works faster than that?" A voice had me jump before I could even start the chug the drink.
"You scared me." I admitted as the guy plopped on the couch.
He was gorgeous. I mean he was literally one of the most gorgeous guys I had ever seen. He was tall, probably about 6'2'', and well built. He had a shade of blue eyes I had never seen, almost turquoise, and short, styled dark brown hair. His facial features in general were flawless. He was literally supermodel status and I instantly knew I hadn't met him before. I would remember someone like him.
"Ashton, but call me Ash." He offered his hand to me.
"Juliette, but Letty is my preferred name." I told him.
"Oh, I know who you are Juliette." He smiled. "Can I call you Jules?"
I cringed internally. Jules was close to Julie, and Julie was what I had been called by Man and Woman, but he was literally the most attractive guy I had ever seen. If he wanted to call me Jules, then who was I to disagree?
"Yeah, okay." I agreed.
"Well, as I said earlier Jules, would you like something that works quicker and better than that drink in your hands?" He asked.
"Better than the punch?" I asked with a smile.
"Much better." He agreed. "These" He held out a baggy filled with bright blue pills "work like a charm."
"Drugs?" I asked, frowning.
"Hey now, don't say it like that." He laughed.
"I don't know." I admitted.
"Look at it this way Jules. You are already drinking before you're twenty-one which could get you arrested seeing as it is illegal, so what's the difference in taking these pills? They work so much faster, you feel so much better, and, the best part, you can take them when you're at home." He smiled.
How did he know I wasn't just a party drinker? Should I ask? Just go with it? My curiosity got the better of me though, so I settled on asking him. "And how do you know I'm not just a social drinker?" I asked.
He all but snorted and shook his head. "You make it obvious. You drink with a purpose. You drink to forget right?" I glared at him. "I only know because I do too. These little pills, they work so much better than the alcohol does. With these in your system, you won't have to think about whatever you're trying to forget. Hell, if you have nightmares, one of these before going to bed gets rid of those."
That caught my attention. No nightmares? Just one before bed? That really was more reasonable than drinking myself enough, and I could do that at home.
"How about this, I give you this baggy of pills, take one today, take some throughout the week, if you like them, I'll get you more." He smiled.
"And what will I have to pay you for these?" I asked.
"Well that's the best part Julie. You won't have to pay me a dime. We can work something out later." He assured me. "So what do you say? Want to try them out?"
Oh what the hell? "Yeah, okay." I agreed.
"Excellent." He chuckled as he handed me the bag. "One of those should do the trick. Snorting it works quicker, but you may want to just take it since it's your first time."
I glanced around nervously, but I doubted anyone, not even my friends, would care if they saw me take the pill. People took pills at these parties all the time. My friends and I were in the minority when it came to not taking some of the pills offered. Even Macy's older brothers and his friends would pop pills occasionally. The most prevalent thing was to smoke a joint or eat some of the brownies that had pot in them, but pills were definitely something nearly as common as well.
Without another thought, I popped that blue pill in my mouth and took a swig of the punch, downing it for good measure, and leaned back in my seat, the effects of the drugs hitting me quickly. My heartrate picked up, and I felt…excited? Happy? I couldn't even describe the first thing I felt, but then I was also calm. I didn't feel as nervous as I usually did. Nothing seemed to matter to me. I felt the need to do something fun, or exciting. Like dancing. I really wanted to dance. "Want to dance?!" I practically shouted at Ash.
He chuckled and nodded, offering me his hand as we headed out to the dance floor. I felt good. Carefree. I didn't even care as Ash's hands were traveling up and down my body, or as he held my breasts. That was something I would usually be freaking out over internally, but I didn't mind today.
We danced together up until Macy pulled me aside to dance with her and some of my friends. "Who is that?" She asked.
"That's Ash." I shrugged.
"Who?" She tilted her head.
"Ash." I shrugged again. "Don't you know him?"
"No. I've never seen him. He must be one of Liam's friends!" She called over the music. "He's hot though!"
"He is, isn't he?" I giggled.
"You're happier than usual!" She called. "More booze than usual?"
"These." I laughed as I held the bag up.
"Is that X!?" She called.
"X?" I asked.
"Ecstasy!" She called back. "Where'd you get that? Liam has threatened people if they try and give it to me!"
"Ash!" I called to her. "Want one?"
She nodded with a smile and I handed her a little blue pill. She popped it in her mouth, not even bothering to swallow any liquid with it. She smiled and I knew she felt the effects of the medication as well, and pulled me more towards the middle of the dance floor, continuing our little dancing spree. We danced up until the last of the guests had trickled out. Liam had gone up to his room with some girl a while back, so it was just the two of us, still energetic as could be. I started doubting these pills would help me sleep, but as soon as Macy and I were on her bed, and my eyes were shut, I drifted off into a peaceful slumber.