Butch, a teenager who has all the time in the world, but he doesn't use it wisely and go to school to get his work done and instead he uses his time on sex. He lives with his younger sister and mother who is the owner of a daycare. He has two friends that are like his brothers, Brick and Boomer. Brick, the asshole of the trio. Even though he's not really the best person, he makes sure his family has everything straight. He lives with his grandmother, who has raised him since he was as young as four, and his cousin. Sadly, his grandmother has fallen sick and he has to take care of her when he's at home. He's had to do crazy things for money that he isn't proud of, but if he didn't him then his grandmother wouldn't be able to survive. Lastly, Boomer, he just really doesn't care. What he says, looks like, wears, or does. None of that matters. He cares about the people in his life, but anything else is nothing to him. He's secretly fighting for his life and his girlfriend and his sister are the only people who know.
"Goddamn, it fuckin' stink in here!" Boomer yelled, coming into Butch's room.
"Yeah, I just had sex with your bitch, " Butch replied as he typed away on his phone. The sex part was right at least.
"I wish she would have sex wit' you so I can choke the mess out of her, " the blonde scoffed. Butch just laughed in response.
"Who let you in?" he asked.
"Yo' mom."
"And why are you here?" Boomer uses his shirt to cover his nose because Butch's room really smelt terrible.
"Cuz' I rather be here than at my house wit' my parents, they havin' sex in the bathroom, the kitchen, everywhere. I ain't trynna be in there while they doin' that shit, " he explained.
"Just put some headphones in and tune that shit out, " Butch shrugged.
"It don't work, trust me." A second later Boomer left the room and came back with candles and air freshener. He lit the candles and places them anywhere and everywhere. Then he started spraying the room until it was foggy. Butch didn't notice until he inhaled the spray, making him cough.
"Are you trying to kill me?" he coughed out.
"No bitch, I'm trynna save my nose hairs." Butch got under his blanket and continued to cough. "I know yo' mom don't just let you bring girls in here, " Boomer stated.
"I do whatever I want."
"If you was my kid, I'd beat yo' ass."
So, fast-forward to the next day. It was a Saturday afternoon and instead of Boomer being at Butch's house, Butch was over Boomer's house. Brick even decided to come over and join. They were in Boomer's room, which was actually the basement, just watching American Dad.
Out of nowhere, they heard someone coming down the steps.
"Boomer, Mom wanted me to ask what you and your friends want to eat for dinner, " his sister's soft voice spoke. All the boys turned their heads to look at her. Since she had recently cut her hair, it was in a small ponytail. Butch was staring her down and taking in her features. Her long curly eyelashes, perfectly plump lips, and bright icy blue eyes. If she wasn't wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants, he'd be able to see her body better.
Brick noticed Butch's staring and nudged him with his elbow. "What?" Butch mouths. Brick shakes his head and rolled his eyes.
"If you're not going to say anything, I'll tell her to get you guys nothing."
"Calm down, what do you want?" Boomer asked Brick and Butch.
"I don't know about ya'll, but I'd take a happy meal from Mc—."
"Brick. shut the fuck up. McDonald's ain't even real food, " Boomer stated cutting Brick off.
"Bitch, let me die sooner."
"I'll take... you, " Butch said, making everyone pause.
"I'll beat yo' ass!" Boomer declared. "My sister don't want to catch whatever diseases you got."
"I don't have diseases dickhead and you don't know if she doesn't want to sleep with me, " he smirked.
"I know her more than you do, so I know she definitely don't want whatever you got."
Then, they argued some more about whether Boomer's sister wanted to have sex with Butch or not. Brick went back to watching tv and ignoring them and Boomer's sister got impatient and went back upstairs. No one except for Brick noticed. Their argument stopped when Boomer's girlfriend called his phone.
"Whatchu' want babe?" Boomer asked.
"You can't just answer the phone in the middle of an argument, " Butch growled. Boomer held up his middle finger and covered his other ear. Butch looked around and noticed the other blonde was gone. "Where'd the fuck she go?"
"She literally left ten minutes ago, " Brick answered. "And now we might not get food."
"Well, since Boomer wants to be a fucking cockblocker, I have to go find her."
"Touch my damn sister, and I'll fuckin' kill you, " Boomer whispered. "I wasn't talkin' to you, mind yo' business."
While he was distracted, Butch snuck upstairs. Lucky for him, Boomer's sister was just sitting at the kitchen table on her phone.
"Bubbles, " he called.
"Oh God, " she said under her breath. "Unless you're up here to tell me what you guys want to eat, I don't care."
"Harsh." Bubbles sighed and moved to get up. "Sit down."
"Um, no, " she said with a slight laugh. Bubbles was surprised he even said that, but it amused her that he did.
"You either obey or—."
"Obey?" She blurted looking at Butch like he was crazy.
"Something that you should probably learn, " he shrugged.
"And you're supposed to be the one teaching me?"
"I'll teach you everything I know." Bubbles rolled her eyes and scoffed. "Only if you want to though."
"Butch, I swear to fuckin' God, " Boomer cursed as he stomped his way up the steps. "Why you even botherin' her?" Boomer stood behind his sister, giving Butch a cold look. "She don't want yo' ass."
Butch shrugged with a sly smirk on his face. "Can't blame me for trying, your sister—."
"Watch yo' mouth."
"Can someone please just tell me what you guys want to eat?" Bubbles said.
"I already said what I want." Butch winked at Bubbles and licked his lips.
"Horny ass, just tell her to get Chinese food or somethin', " Boomer finally said.
"Whatever, " she mumbled. Bubbles texted her mother and went upstairs to her room. Now Butch and Boomer were alone, Boomer still had the same expression on, giving Butch a death glare. Butch also had the same expression on, a sly smirk.
"You must wanna get stabbed, " Boomer spat.
"Heart wants what it wants." That was a lie, his heart wasn't in it at all.
"Bitch no, yo' dick wants what it wants. You don't care 'bout her, just want her for pussy. Somethin' you can get from Brick's cousin or any other thot at school, " he explained. "Got no fuckin' limits. My fuckin' sister and shit." They went back downstairs and Boomer mumbled some insulting things towards Butch.
"Sooo, am I gettin' my happy meal or not?" Brick asked. Boomer threw his phone at Brick's head, but Brick ducked in time. "It was just a question damn."
"You know yo' ass ain't gettin' no happy meal."
"Well, I'm going to make a sandwich, " Brick sighed.
"We gettin' Chinese food, so no you not, " Boomer said as he sat back down in his spot. Butch sat back down as well and Brick just looked around as boredom started corrupting him.
"Hey, let's do something I'm bored, " he stated.
"Let's play never have I ever, " Butch suggested.
"I'll go ask Bubbles if she wants to play, " Brick blurted, he ran up the steps to get Bubbles before Boomer could protest and yell 'Hell no!'.
"I'ma get the drinks, I guess."
Meanwhile, with Bubbles. She was completing her four-page essay for school that was due on Monday. She was interrupted when someone just walked in her room and plopped down right next to her on her bed.
"Watcha doin'?" he asked. Bubbles looked next to her to see the red-head.
"Schoolwork, " Bubbles answered.
"How about you fuck that anddd come play a game of never have I ever with me, your ugly ass brother, and that goblin bitch?" Brick offers.
"Mm, tempting, " she sarcastically said.
"I'll protect you from the goblin bitch, " he added.
"I don't need protection, thanks." She's already been trying to prove to Boomer that she doesn't need protection from him, so why should she want Brick's?
"Bitch, Butch gon' get your ass when you least expect, so take the help. He'll snatch you up and then start—."
"Ugh, you sound like my brother, " Bubbles scoffs. Brick frowned and then an idea popped into his head. So, he got up and walked directly behind her. She thought he was leaving, but she'll soon realize that he didn't. Brick grabs ahold of one of her ankles and started pulling her off the bed. Bubbles let out a gasp and turned her head to see the smile on his face. "Brick, what the fuck!"
He just laughs at her. Bubbles gripped her blanket and whatever she could get ahold of to keep her body on the bed. "That's the first time I've heard you say that word."
"I'm going to cuss you out if you don't stop!" Bubbles turned around and tried to kick him, but Brick grabbed that foot and pulled that one as well. "Okay, I'll play the game with you guys!" she gave in. He let go and raised his arms in the air, proud of his victory.
"Well then, get that ass up and let's go."
Bubbles took a quick deep breath and got up to follow Brick into the basement/Boomer's room.
"The fuck was ya'll doin' up there, yellin' and shit?" Boomer asked.
"He dragged me out of bed, " his sister stated.
"You went into her room?" Brick scratched the back of his neck and gave Boomer a nervous smile. Bubbles rolls her eyes at Boomer being over protective, again. "All yo' ass had to do was knock."
"Well if I just knocked, she wouldn't be here right now, " Brick explained.
"WELLL, what if she had no fuckin' clothes on?" Boomer was pressing the conversation more than it needed to be.
"Then I'd call you, but since I had all my clothes on everything is fine, " Bubbles blurted, answering his question.
"Can we like play the game now?" Butch questioned.
"Yes!" Brick yelled, the excitement was getting to him already. He sat down and Bubbles sat down next to Boomer. There was really no other place to sit because if she had sat anywhere else other than by her brother, he'd have a fit. "Alright, pour that shit up." Brick said holding up a plastic cup.
So they started the game, it was light at first but then Brick wanted to take it up a notch. Plus it gave him chances to punish Butch.
"Never have I ever wanted to sleep with Boomer's sister, " he stated. Then all eyes were on Butch.
"Oh my fu—."
"You gotta drink Butch, " Brick teased.
"Yeah I know, " he scoffed. Butch drunk from his cup. So now it was his turn. He looked at Bubbles and thought about the thing he wanted to know about her. "Never have I ever lost my virginity." Everyone drunk from there cup, but when Boomer noticed that Bubbles did he looked at her.
"Too fuckin' who?" he asked.
"None of your business, " Bubbles replied.
"I mean if you haven't lost it yet by now then like what the fuck, so I don't see the problem with her losing it, " Brick intervened.
"Thank you, at least someone isn't mad at me."
"I'm not mad, got all the approval from me babe, " Butch had to say.
"Don't fuckin' call her that, " Boomer demanded. He turned his attention back to Bubbles, "So how many times have you had sex then?"
"Only twice, it's not even a big deal. You lost yours when we were 14!"
"14?" Brick questioned.
"This has nothin' to do wit' me, " he defended. "Who'd you lose your shit too?" Bubbles looked down away from her brother's matching eyes.
"If I tell you, don't kill him. It was my idea, " Bubbles started.
"Depends who it is."
"No, you have to promise that you won't." At first, he growled, but then he sighed and crossed his arms. That let her know his answer. "It was Ace, " she mumbled.
"Oh shit, " Brick whispered. Butch almost started laughing, but seeing Boomer's expression stopped him.
"The fuckin' 20-year-old piece of shit who got held back 3 times?!" he yelled.
"Okay, he's not even that bad, " Bubbles said under her breath.
"That shits illegal."
"It wasn't when he was 17," she shot back.
"Three year's ag—. We were 14."
"No, we just turned 15 and he was still 17. So it was very legal, " Bubbles explains. Boomer was still mad even though nothing was illegal about it.
"This game is over, " he mumbles before getting up. Boomer went upstairs to the first room he had and they could hear him slamming the door.
"Welp, back to boredom, " Brick sighed.
"Just because Boomer says it's over doesn't mean it's over." Butch's eyes were right on Bubbles. "
"Wait, no how about another game?" Brick suggested, trying his best to help Bubbles.
He wasn't helping
"Truth or dare?"
"No."
"Too late, Bubbles truth or dare?"
"I dare you to say dare, " Brick attempted to whisper to Bubbles. Guess he wasn't helping her out anymore
"Umm." She wasn't really hiding anything since they just played never have I ever, but Butch and a dare? "Ok, dare, " Bubbles shrugged.
"Kiss me." It was more like an order. His dominant side was already taking control of him. "Like now."
"You don't have to rush me, " she rolled her eyes.
"Obey." Butch stood up over her, then she stood up. He caged her head in between his hands and kissed her. They started slowly, but then kissed her rougher. Bubbles found it weird and kinda uncomfortable.
"This is how it starts huh?" Brick said.
Butch ran his left hand down her body, feeling the shape of it. Bubbles grabbed his hand, but he wrapped his other around her neck. That made her pull away and push him. Butch stopped but didn't let go of her neck.
"My offer still stands, " he whispered into her ear.
"Alright, it's Bubbles turn. Please pick me, " Brick begged. Both of them sat back down in their spots to resume the game.
"Brick, truth or dare?" Bubbles sighed.
"Dare."
"I dare you to... tell my brother you want to have sex with him."
"Finally, something interesting." This probably won't end well.
They all made their way upstairs and Butch and Bubbles stayed at the end of the steps as Brick went up to knock on the door Boomer was behind.
"What yo' ass want?" Boomer rudely asked.
"You, " Brick stated.
"Bitch what?"
"I want you inside of me, " Brick explained."
Butch put his hand over his mouth and held back from laughing. Bubbles gagged.
"Fuck you just say?"
"I ain't flexible but I'd try for you y'know, so like I won't want anything after that. I just want you to drop that shit inside m—."
"How much have you been fuckin' drinkin' like how intoxicated do you gotta be to come to me sayin' this shit? Get the fuck outta my face, " Boomer scoffed. He didn't want to hear any more of that.
"Wait bu—. Ahh shit, he got a knife. I quit guys!"
"I should've fuckin' known, Bubbles get back to your essay. You don't have time for this!" he yelled at her.
"Well, this was fun but I have work to get back to, " she said in a low tone.
"Have you thought about it?" Bubbles knew what he was asking, and the truth is she hasn't even thought one bit about. She doesn't even know what to say to that kind of thing. "How about we do light shit for a week and you decide at the end if you want to continue and take it next level?"
"And why do you want this to happen?" she asked back.
"Because I have a target, " Butch replied. That target was her, obviously.
"Alright, fine but only because you probably won't leave me alone if I say no." Butch smirked and winked at her. She just awkwardly smiled and started walking up the steps.
"I didn't say you could leave, " he spoke. Bubbles stopped walking and turned around, a confused expression on her face. "Ask."
"Can I go upstairs?" her tone was even off. The tone of a confused person.
"It's may I, " Butch corrected.
"May I go upstairs?" she rephrased. "...Please?"
"Hmm, I'll ignore the slip-up, but yeah."
"Whatever, " Bubbles mumbled. Butch heard her and would make sure he remembered until the next time they were anywhere out of Boomer's sight.
As Bubbles walked past Brick and Boomer, she looked to see what they were doing. Brick was just showing Boomer something in his phone. Boomer sensed his sister and looked down at her.
"Get that shit done before I beat yo' ass, " he harshly ordered.
"You can't put your hands on me, " Bubbles replied.
"Bitch I might be straight but these hands are bisexual, get the fuckin' work done." She frowned at her controlling five minute older brother. He was really only looking out for her, one of them had to succeed and Boomer would make sure of that. She'll thank him later. Bubbles just rolled her eyes then went into her room, slamming the door shut. Brick was too busy on his phone to follow the conversation, but when that door slammed his shoulders rose into stiffness. "Where's the other one?" Boomer asked Brick.
"That green-eyed mu'fucka?" Boomer shrugged and nodded his head at the same time. "He was with your sssss—. I mean, he was by the steps last time I checked." Brick had a hand on his chest and took deep breaths. He almost got Bubbles in trouble.
Butch was listening and took it as a cue to walk up the steps. "The fuck was you?" Boomer asked.
"Wherever he just told you I was."
Boomer rolls his blue eyes and walks back into the room. It's where he keeps everything that holds value to him.
"You still come in here?" Butch walked in behind Boomer, passing Brick.
"I prefer this room most of the time." The room had no windows and was lit with dark blue lights, a small bed against the wall, no tv, and a closet on the wall opposite of his bed.
"This rooms depressing, " Butch whispered.
"To you."
They stayed in that room until Boomer's mom came home with the food. Only one problem, Bubbles. They waited twenty minutes for her to come downstairs. Brick was starting to get impatient, but every time he'd try and sneak a shrimp roll Boomer would catch him in the act and tell him to 'put that shit back'.
"Boomer, please. I'm hungry, I'll do whatever you want, " Brick begged.
"We don't eat until she's here, " he coldly stated.
"Bitch, I'll suck dick for a shrimp roll. Just one, pleaaase." Boomer's mom almost choked on the wine she was drinking and his dad scrunched his face up, the same way Bubbles does.
"Shut the hell up, " Boomer ordered.
"Boomer, why don't you go and get Bubbles?" his mother suggested, trying not to laugh. Boomer shrugged and got up to get his sister.
First, he knocked on the door to make his presence known. "Bubbles?" he called. She didn't answer. "It would be nice if you'd reply." Boomer started frowning when she still continued to not answer. "Brick's hungry and he's getting desperate." Still no reply. He just opens the door, not caring anymore. His eyes landed on his sleeping sister. She was curled up in a ball, her hair sticking to her face, breathing softly, while her arms were wrapped around a small stuffed octopus. Boomer's agitated expression dropped from his face. Her laptop was wide open, he walked over to her and carefully picked it up. Boomer counted the pages and surprisingly it was six. It made him proud but also disappointed. He wasn't disappointed in Bubbles, he was disappointed in himself. Boomer made sure everything was saved and then put the laptop on her desk. Then, he sat down on the bed, next to Bubbles. He pushed the hair out of her face and sighed. "I push you too hard, don't I?" He knew she wasn't going to answer. "I do." Boomer looked down at the stuffed octopus and kinda smiled. He won it for her at a carnival when they were six. It took him at least twenty tries. Bubbles told him it was okay to stop after his fifth try, but Boomer was determined to win it for her. He spent all of the money his parents gave him for it.
He should wake her up, right?
Boomer got up to turn around and crouch down in front of her. His left hand came up to tickle the spot on her neck under her ear. Bubbles face turned into a frown as she started to wake up. She knew who was disturbing her sleep.
"Boomer, stop, " she mumbled. Boomer did not stop, he only tickled her more. "Boomer." Bubbles opened her eyes and saw a smiling Boomer. It wasn't a full smile, only one of the corners of his lips was curving up. It was still a smile though. She put her hand on the one that was attacking her and he stopped. "Why are you smiling?" Bubbles turned the other way grabbed a pillow, pulling it under her head. As soon as her head hit the pillow, she was out like a light.
"Did you go back to sleep?" Boomer questioned. Since she didn't answer him, he knew Bubbles did. "Bubbles." Just calling her name was obviously not working. "I ain't lettin' you go to sleep without eatin'." Boomer softly gripped her shoulder and shook his sister back and forth.
"Leave me al—." Wow, she still fell right back to sleep. He shook her more, "I'm awake, " she declares.
"Then, let's go. Everyone's waiting." He walked out of the room, thinking Bubbles would be behind him but as soon as he reached the steps he turned around and waited for two seconds. Boomer went back into her room to see her still in the same position. Well not really, her body was turned back around. "Get yo' ass up, come on." Boomer grabbed her arms and pulled her up. Bubbles groaned and tried laying back down.
"Boomer, " she whined.
"You gotta eat, get on my back."
Bubbles lazily stood up on her bed and Boomer turned around. She wrapped her arms around his back and then let her legs wrap around his waist. On their way down the steps, Bubbles fell back to sleep again. Boomer growled at his tired twin, cursing her for falling asleep.
"Should've known, she was asleep, " their mother stated. Bubbles and Boomer's mother had blonde hair and light brown eyes. Bubbles got most of her features from her, the face structure, the body shape. She looked young for a thirty-eight-year-old woman.
"And she still is, " their father added. He had dirty blonde hair, the lightest blue eyes, perfectly shaped jawline, and thin but not too thin lips. He was growing a little stubble on his face, but that was only because he forgot to shave the past two days. Their father is actually part Polynesian. His mom is fully Polynesian, while his dad is half. So technically, he's 75 percent Polynesian.
"Ay, wake up, " Boomer ordered. He threw his head back to hit Bubbles in the head with his own. That definitely woke her up.
"Ow, son of a—!" Bubbles stopped herself and put her hand on her forehead. "Stupid brother." She hopped down and went to sit in her seat, which was, sadly, across from Butch.
"Shoulda stayed awake." Boomer sat down next to Bubbles, ignoring her stares.
"Can we eat now?" Brick asked.
"Oh, yeah." Brick took a whole bag of shrimp rolls and dumped it all on his plate.
"Fat ass, " Boomer mumbled.
"Y'know who has a fat ass?" Butch added. It was also in a mumble so the grownups didn't hear him, but everyone else did. His beautiful eyes were on Bubbles who was too busy filling her plate.
"Watch yo'self, " Boomer growled. He wanted to knock his ass out, but his dad would pull Boomer off of Butch before anything can happen.
The rest of dinner was filled with Butch throwing flirts towards Bubbles and Boomer becoming closer to killing him.
"So are you two staying the night—."
"Slumber party!" Brick yelled.
"Shut the fu—." Boomer took a deep breath before dropping the 'f' bomb at the table. Bubbles laughed at Brick, she always thought he was adorable sometimes. Boomer thought he was an idiot. Butch... most of the time he didn't care.
"Well, Corey I think it's time we turn in for the night, " Mrs. Alana said.
"Oh, right it is that time isn't it?" Mr. Alana replied. "Goodnight everyone."
"Whatever."
"Goodnight, " Bubbles smiled. As soon as they went upstairs, her smile dropped. "I'm going to bed."
"Gu'night, " Boomer uttered. He says goodnight to her, but not their parents. Bubbles got up and before going upstairs, she put her hand on Boomer's hair. She ruffled his hair, knowing Boomer doesn't like his hair being messed with. "Ugh, you fucker." He tried to hit her, but she was already a little out of his reach. "Watch me beat yo' ass," Boomer growled, trying to fix the mess of hair Bubbles made.
"Soo, we gonna braid each other's hair or nah?" Brick jokes, but said with a serious tone. Butch laughed and Boomer scoffed.
"You boutta get kicked the fuck out."
"You gonna put me out in the cold?" He pouted.
"It's eighty five degrees outside," Butch cut in, making Brick frown. "Just saying."
"If he go, yo' ass go too," Boomer warned. Brick smirked and Butch's smirk dropped from existence. He was thinking about not seeing Bubbles more than anything. His mind really shouldn't be there though.
"I still say we braid each other's hair before anything and anyone gets kicked out, " Brick blurted.
"Bitch, your hair is the only hair that can actually be braided."
"We can braid Bu—."
"No, leave my sister out of things, ain't nobody wanna braid hair anyway, " he explained. Brick just went back to pouting. They went back into the basement. Boomer and Brick uncomfortably sleeping on the couch while Butch slept on the two bean bag chairs he put together.
The next day, for some reason, Bubbles was up early. Like four o'clock early. She couldn't go back to sleep, even though she's been trying for an hour. Five o'clock came around and Bubbles gave up, quitting completely. She hopped in an hour-long shower. Not even noticing the person that slipped in the bathroom while she was in there.
When she was done the long shower, she pulled back her curtain and immediately saw Butch leaning against the door. Then, she pulled it back to cover her body.
"Why in the—. What are you doing in here?" Bubbles asked.
"The week starts today, " Butch replied.
"Well, there are better ways to tell me than coming in here while I'm in a freaking shower." Bubbles was mad at him, her face getting slightly red because of that.
"We're not doing things your way, it's my way. Move the curtain." There's no way in hell Bubbles is moving that curtain. "I guess you have to learn the rules first." Butch locked the door and Bubbles noticed that he was starting to walk over to her. She got in the corner of the tub, turning around when he pulled the curtain back. "You're being childish, " he scoffed.
"And you're being impulsive, get out."
"No."
"Bo—." Butch pulled her towards him, covering her mouth.
"You should've said no if you didn't want this, your brother can't save you, " he whispered in her ear. Well, that wasn't true of course, Boomer would come running if Bubbles yelled his name. But that would only result in a badly beaten Butch and also Boomer because Butch wouldn't just lay there and get his ass beat. "I'll let go and hand you your towel, only if you shut up alright?" Bubbles nodded her head and then he let go of her. Butch reaches over to the sink to grab the towel and hand it to her. As Bubbles wrapped the towel around her body, Butch kept his eyes glued to it until he couldn't see no more.
"Why are you even awake?"
"I heard you from downstairs, " he answered.
"From the basement?" she turned around to see him just standing there, he didn't even answer the question. Bubbles rolled her eyes only to have her neck be grabbed, Butch wasn't choking her. He only had a little pressure on her neck.
"Step out the tub, " he commands. Out of fear, she got right out. Seeing this side of Butch was weird. The fact that he had his hand around her throat made her feel all types of things. "Sit." Bubbles sat on the closed toilet and looked up at Butch. "Damn, don't look at me like that." Bubbles raised one of her eyebrows, Butch swore her eyes could have any man in a trance. Except for family members, of course.
"Wh—."
"No questions, you listen." Bubbles opened her mouth, but before she could speak Butch plucked her mouth with his other hand. "If this was the real deal, you would've probably gotten smacked." The shape of her cat-like eyes almost increased.
"How?" She asked, earning another pluck to the mouth.
"Rules, " he declared. "1. Fucking obey 2. No talking back or smart remarks 3.Confidence, always have it 4. When I call, you better come fucking running 5. No crying, I hate that shit 6. Unless I'm making you bleed, break or fracture something in your body, and or burning you to the point that your skin is basically melting I don't give a shit 7. Watch your mouth 8. If you don't like what I say, keep that shit to yourself 9.Call me out of my name and that's your ass 10. Step out of line, that's also your ass 11. For the most part, this between us 12. Your answer to me, I don't care what anyone else says 13. You can talk shit all you want in public, but behind closed doors, I am allowed to punish you for the shit you said 14: Follow the fucking rules, " Butch explained.
"And who is going to remember that crap?" He frowned and plucked her mouth again.
"I'll add more, " Butch threatened.
"Uhh no."
He tightened the grip of his hand around her neck and out of instinct Bubbles slapped his hand off her neck. After she did that, Butch went back to having his hand around her throat but this time he was actually choking her. Not to the point of her passing out, just to try and scare her. "Did that sound like a question?" Bubbles opened her mouth but nothing came out. Her voice was nowhere to be found. "Thought so, " he spat. Butch let go, watching Bubbles cough. "You done?"
"If you're done choking me, " she mumbled.
"You're breaking rules 2, 7, and 14." She didn't care and her face showed it. "Strike one then, " Butch shrugged.
"What?"
"Forgot to mention that you get three strikes per week, " he answers. "That's it, now you just wait until I need you." That was kinda offensive, she wasn't his little slave and would never be it. Butch unlocks her bathroom door and walks out of it, going back to the basement.
She definitely regrets agreeing to this