Hi hi! Here's chapter 2!

Disclaimer: I do not own HOA or any of the characters in this story!

Reminder that this story is rated M for swearing, bdsm, sexually explicit scenes, and some abuse. If any of these topics make you uncomfy or just aren't for you, stop reading now.

On with the story!

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Nina's P.O.V

I hear nothing but talking and laughter coming from the living room. His friends seemed nice, I occasionally heard them other times they came over from my bedroom downstairs in the basement. I recognize their voices. The guy that came seems… nice. So does the girl if I'm being honest. They both do. I open the basement door that's in the kitchen and start making my way down the steps, I'll sit and wait in my bedroom I guess. While I'm walking down the stairs, I feel a rough shock from my collar that catches me off guard. It wasn't anywhere near as gentle as the other shock, I could only think the setting was around 40… ouch. I lost my balance halfway through once I was shocked and fell down the rest of the stairs. Great. I tried my best to get up, but pain shot through one of my ankles, it felt like it gave out and before I knew it I was back on the ground again. Groaning in pain, I was still fearful. Not for my ankle being hurt more than I knew, but for what might happen if I take too long going back upstairs into the living room. What master might do to me. My heart begins pounding, I crawl to the bottom step groaning in pain while I do. My ankle hurts. My lower back hurts. I know if I rest it will likely get better, but I can't rest. My master wants me. He shocked my collar. I've taken too long already.

I see light peer out from the top of the steps, the basement door opening. I flinch, thinking it's master. He's found me, he's come to punish me for taking too long. I softly groan in pain while I curl up my body, back facing to the door.

I've been a bad girl

I didn't come to master when he wanted me

Bad girl

"H-Hello?..." I heard a voice say from the top of the steps.

Not my master's voice… his friend? The guy that was also upstairs?

Had he… sent his friend to come punish me? No. Or… I'm not even sure anymore.

I stay in place, curled up, knees to my chest. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs.

"I heard a crash… are you alright?" The man asks. He continues walking down the steps.

He's getting closer and closer to me. I shut my eyes, expecting some kind of punishment from him. Anything. I've been a bad girl. I just wanted it over with.

I felt a hand on my shoulder and practically jumped out of my skin, flinching away and moving a few inches away from him despite the pain.

"I…I'm sorry… I didn't mean to scare you… I heard a crash and Jerome asked me to go check and see if you've maybe broken something. It looks like you just fell, is everything okay?" He asked

I just looked at him, wide-eyed, not knowing what to say.

Usually I'm not allowed to speak unless spoken to, and I'm not allowed to speak to anybody besides my master if he isn't present.

I was like a deer in headlights.

"Here, let me help you up"

Those words broke me out of my trance followed by him grabbing one of my hands, trying his best to lift me to my feet. I winced in pain and motioned to be let back down, sitting on the floor again.

"Does something hurt?"

I nodded my head, tears in my eyes

"What does?"

I looked at him, then looked at my legs. I motioned my hand towards my ankle and then my back.

"Can… can you talk?"

I look at the ground, avoiding eye contact.

"I'm sorry, that probably sounded insensitive of me. Here, let me help you up. I promise to go easy on your ankle." He said, genuine concern evident in his voice as he held out his hand. I reluctantly took it.

"Easy now… easy" He cooed, helping me up, "Keep pressure off your bad foot, use the one for now"

I did as told, only standing on one foot with my arm around his shoulder.

"Alright, now let's get you upstai-"

Fabian was cut off by a figure in the doorway.

Master.

Right when I saw him I let go of the man's shoulder. I wasn't supposed to touch anybody without his permission. "Slave? Fabian? What's going on?"

Huh. That was his name.

Fabian.

"Oh! Nothing Jerome… she just… it seems like what we heard was her falling down the stairs. She seems a little hurt, I was just… helping her up and about to help her up the stairs when you came, and it looks like she kindof slipped from my grip" Fabian responded innocently.

Yeah. I slipped.

"No worries Fabian, I'm quite glad she's alright. I'll bring her to her room down there, we don't want her climbing stairs when she's hurt. Come back upstairs, Joy misses you. I'll be right up" Jerome said as he started coming down the steps.

"Jerome, I'm already down here it's really not a problem. Just let me know where her room is down here and I'll-" Fabian was cut off by Jerome roughly grabbing me by my arms, pulling me up by force. I can't help but wince in pain and bite my lip to prevent myself from screaming. "It's alright Fabian. Go hangout with your girlfriend. I'll be back up there before you know it"

Fabian gives me a soft look, I look back at him with nothing but pain and fear in my eyes.

"Alright… I'll see you in a few" Fabian started saying to Jerome before looking my way again, "Feel better…." He trailed off, obviously not knowing what to call me. Soon enough, he was on his way up the basement steps. Once the door shut and he heard footsteps walking away, Jerome's demeaner changed drastically. He dragged me towards the door to my room, despite my sounds of pain.

"Stupid, stupid girl" he muttered under his breath while typing in the code to unlock it.

Once it was unlocked, he opened the door to my room and threw me onto the floor.

"You're lucky… LUCKY. I have guests over, girl. But trust me, the moment they leave, there will be consequences for the past 10 minutes. You've been a bad girl. I can't have my company hearing your screams." He growled at me. I cringed. He proceeded to leave, slam the door shut and lock it again. I can only imagine what he has planned.

Fabian's P.O.V

I re-enter the living room and smile at Joy as I sit down. "So? What was that about?" I shrugged, "She fell down some of the steps… that's what the noise was. I think she hurt her ankle or something" "That's awful, at least she has Jerome to help get her settled so she can rest" Joy mentioned light heartedly. "Yeah… yeah I guess she does" I failed to tell her my real thoughts, is it really my business anyways? Why wouldn't she speak to me… does she speak at all? Why was she curled up in a ball? Why did she flinch when I touched her shoulder? I can only wonder… my thoughts are interrupted by the basement door opening and closing, followed by Jerome walking into the living room. "Hey. I'm sorry about that…" He started off, "Anyways, where were we? Joy, tell me more about Eddie's new job. I'm sure Patricia has to be very happy don't you think?"

We continued talking, laughing throughout the afternoon into the evening. Mindless conversation. I enjoy Jerome's company, and I love spending time with friends with Joy… Jerome is honestly one of my closest friends. But… I couldn't help but think about that girl. His… his slave. It nauseates me to even think that word when thinking about her, nonetheless utter it. She just looks so beautiful, so innocent. She seems to be around mine and Joy's age, if not a year or two younger. I wonder what made Jerome buy her in the first place…

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And that's a wrap on chapter 2! I might do one more chapter over the next 24 hours, just to get a good kick start on the story. It's been so long since I've written HOA fanfiction, and I forgot how it felt.

Warning: I will put one at the start of the next chapter, but chapter 3 WILL include pretty sexually explicit scenes, and be one of the more darker chapters. If you don't like it, simply don't read! Thank you!
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