I'm so sorry i haven't been very active in uploading. I actually have been in and out of a mental health hospital for three weeks after multiple suicide attempts, 5 to be exact, and probably should still be in one after I tried to electrocute myself and then ran away when it didn't work two days ago.

So yeah, I've got issues. No, I was not in there because I'm crazy, though. I was there for severe depression. You don't get in there for two people sitting and laughing at each others laughs for minutes on time (true story bruh. The nurse kept giving me and my friend concerned looks).

Also, I don't have internet on my phone, where I type all of this shit, so I have to text it to the texting app I have on the computer to post.

So there, my excuses are over. Please still love me, I need a little love. I know I'm making Sebastian kinda mean but later on in the fic it'll make sense. HE WILL CHANGE! NO OOCNESS!

Bianca found her tormentor making eggs in the kitchen.

...

Eventually, she got hungry enough that she forced herself to give in and leave the bathroom. She cautiously tip toed down the glass steps to the main room, following her nose.

Sebastian stood flipping eggs with a Darth Vader spatula. He turned to look as she came down. "Is easy-over good?" He asked, pretending there was no earlier that morning.

Bianca glared at him as she pranced down the stairs on her toes, the cold glass seeping through the bottoms of her feet and getting to her.

...

After Sebastian left the bathroom he punched a wall to get his anger out and accidentally broke it. He covered it up with a large picture of some lady some long-dead painter liked. Sebastian personally didn't find her very attractive, but knew he should keep an open mind. She could have an amazing personality. She could have liked long sharp swords.

...

Bianca took a seat at the end of long glass table, similar to the one Sebastian threw Clary through a few months ago. Sebastian slid the eggs from the pan onto two paper plates. He walked over to Bianca, set a plate in front of her, then took his seat at the head of the table, six seats away from her.

"Don't want to get to close," he grumbled through his eggs.

Bianca didn't grace him with an answer but she was thinking I sat down first.

They ate in an uncomfortable silence.

Bianca hated being there. She had to wear uncomfortably revealing clothing, obey some guy only a year or two older than her, leave her family, etc. Her mom was probably worried sick over her. The longer she thought, the angrier she got. She needed to get it out.

Bianca slammed her fists down on the table, knocking her plate off and spilling the yellow broken yolk all over the floor. "Fuck this! I want to go home! Bring me home, goddammit!"

Sebastian watched her over his eggs passively.

Bianca picked up her plate and threw it at him. He easily dodged it. "Bring me home!"

She frustrated by his lack of response, she uggghhhhed loudly and stamped her foot before leaving the room in a flurry. Sebastian got up and followed her.

Bianca picked up a vase and threw it against the wall. It smashed in a million pieces, sparkling glass flew all over the floor.

Sebastian watched with an indifferent face.

She kicked a wall, and clutched her foot afterward. Bianca went tearing through the house for the next few minutes.

Once she got out the majority of her anger, she plopped down on the couch and put her flushed face in her hands.

Sebastian stood above her. "Is your tantrum over?"

Bianca sighed. "Yeah."

"Stand up."

...

Bianca frowned. Who did he think he was? She complied anyway because she found his temper was almost as scary as her own.

Sebastian pushed her back into the glass coffee table. Bianca took a step back but didn't fall. Sebastian stepped closer so they were almost touching. Bianca took a step back again, and this time tripped on the coffee table. Her bum landed on it, and Sebastian roughly shoved her back farther again.

"What are you doing? Stop!" Bianca didn't like this.

Sebastian knelt between her legs and kept her from escaping with a hand on either side of her. He leaned down, forcing her to lay back on the table.

Bianca tried to pull herself out from under him but Sebastian harshly grabbed her wrist and pinned it above her head. He was completely on top of her now. His breathe was hot on her face. She felt especially uncomfortable because of her attire.

"Listen, you little bitch," he breathed in her ear. (A/N Haha I started a note to my ex boyfriend with that. Not the he breathed in her ear part. The other part.) "I am in charge here. This is my house. You are here out of charity. You are to obey me. Understand?"

Bianca was terrified now, but her pride forced her to shake her head. "I am my own free person and I obey no one! Get off of me fuckhead!" She spat in his face. Sebastian frowned, distain twisted his beautiful features.

Inside, he was burning with more than a little respect and envy. It takes a whole lot of guts to stand up to him. He was never brave enough to openly oppose Valentine. Who the hell was this girl?

But it was defiance he wouldn't have. It sealed her life, he decided then and there that he was going to keep her to see how far he could push her before she breaks.

He punished her then by covering her mouth with his own.

Bianca squirmed underneath him and tried in vain to break free. She screamed in her throat but there was no one to hear her.

Finally he let go. His breath was still hot on her face.

"Obedience," he said as he trailed a finger down the side of her face. She was gasping. "Is key."

He raised himself up enough to hook a finger through the strings on her shirt. He leaned back and pulled her up just by that.

Bianca tried to use her hands to push herself up, but he flashed her a look that stopped her.

The fabric strained under her weight, and Sebastian placed a hand behind her back to make sure it didn't rip.

Sebastian rocked back to standing position, pulling Bianca up with him. "Good girl," he said, suddenly back in a good mood. "Just don't oppose me and we'll get along just fine. Go upstairs to my room, I'll bring some chocolate, while the maids clean up this mess."

Secretly, he hoped she did act out again. He enjoyed seeing how far she would go. He decided he would put his Plans for Taking Over the World on hold and just play with the blonde who just entered his life.