TWO DAYS LATER

Bubbles P.O.V.

I was getting all dolled up for my first official date with Boomer.

I was wearing a mid thigh length light blue sundress with some super cute sandles to match. I put my hair up in low pigtails and put on some lip gloss. I examined myself in the mirror, frowning at my pale skin and tired eyes.

I shrugged it off, knowing it couldn't be helped.

I grabbed my purse and skipped down the steps, quietly. If my sisters new where I was going I would be in so much trouble.

I opened the front door and Boomer was standing on the sidewalk waiting for me. He had a car, but if he pulled up to my house we would be heard.

I pranced up to him and he took my hand, "You look cute."

I blushed, "Thanks, so where are we going?"

He shrugged, "Dinner and a movie."

"Fun! Where are we eating?" I asked, smiling as we walked.

"Apple B's, you're favorite." He grinned.

I cheered, "Yay!"

We walked asking random questions, and talking about nothing important. Which was good. It felt like a break from all the stress and worry.

We sat in the booth at Apple B's and gave our orders to a tall brunette that was no less than gorgeous.

I smiled at the fact he payed no mind to her at all.

"She was pretty." I said, nibbling on a piece of bread.

"No one here compares to you." He said offhandedly, sipping his coke.

I flushed, and looked out the window.

I almost choked.

Butch was walking by, a blonde under his arm. They were both hopping on his motorcycle, when he made eye contact with me.

He smirked and said something to the blonde, who pouted before walking off. He walked towards the entrance and my pulse quickened.

"Um, excuse me for a moment." I said, all but running to the ladies room.

My face was paler than it usually was, except for my cheeks which were really rosy.

My hair was starting to frizz so I took it down. I was trying to get my breathing evened, when I saw a reflection in the mirror that wasn't mine.

I shrieked, and he covered my mouth with his hand.

"Don't want to cause a scene do we?" Butch whispered in my ear.

I whimpered as he flipped the lock to the door.

"I thought we made it clear that you were mine, my mistake." He pulled my body flush against his, "I guess I'll have too make it more obvious to you."

"No, don't touch me." I growled, pushing him back.

Or trying to anyway, he didn't budge.

"I own you." He reminded me.

I tried pushing him back with all my strength, "No you don't, I broke off the deal!"

He grinned, "Would you rather me make the deal with one of your sisters? Or destroy the city?"

I hung my head in shame, "No."

Butch smirk broadened, "I didn't think so."

He sat me on the bathroom counter and placed kisses on my neck, causing me to gasp.

He pushed me down farther and I whimpered as his hand slipped up my dress.

He growled when I tried to shove his hand away. "Your mine."

A tear slid down my cheek as his finger started to move my underwear away.

"Stop!" I shrieked, instinctively, hopping to my feet.

His arm snaked around my waist, yanking me back to him.

"Don't be so shy."

I righted myself and glared at him, letting all the anger and hate I've been building up towards him for the past years.

He backed up eyes wide and I smiled, a bit manically.

"No, Butch. You're not getting near my sisters and you're not destroying the town. And don't kid yourself into thinking you'll be touching me either. I am going to kill you Butch Jojo. Right now."