Angel Lancaster Cole
Dream:
"Just go through the hole and wait for me ok?" Aunt Maggie said.
I nodded and gave her a kiss on the cheek. As I made my way through the hole, I stood next to the neighbors house and waited for Aunt Maggie.
Before I could get up and go back inside the house to see what aunt Maggie was doing there was a bright light then everything went dark.
End of Dream
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I jerked out of my bed sweating buckets, while breathing erratically. I sat down at the foot of my bed trying to control my breathing as my therapist had told me to do.
When I got my breathing under control, I sighed.
"I hate dreams and sleeping." I said to myself out loud.
Every time I close my eyes I remember everything bad that has happened to me when Aunt Maggie died.
Every time I close my eyes the memories just come rushing over me, and it feels like they happened to me yesterday.
I sighed and turned my head towards my night stand to see the time.
It read 6:10. I sighed again and made my way to my bathroom to shower because I smelled bad from all the sweating.
I walked into the bathroom and. Stood in front of the mirror. When I looked at myself the first thing I saw was the jagged scar running from my eyebrow to me cheek on my left eyes.
I got that one when I was in a foster home. My foster father used to rape and abuse me, both he and his wife, but I just beard with it because I had a place to sleep and eat. I did not want to be in the streets again.
I would have endured anything back then, just as long as I did not have to sleep in the streets again.
They had only adopted me because they were paid by the government to take care of me.
They would sexually abuse and beat me up and make me work a lot. I got the scar from actually fighting with him.
His wife had given birth to a baby girl but died in the process, so I was basically taking care of the baby. When Josie turned two he would go into her room and masturbate to her while she was asleep.
I could bare him abusing me but not another innocent child.
I would always follow him to make sure he did not do anything to her.
But one night he came home drunk and I followed him as he went to her room.
He took his pants off and started stroking himself, he then started removing Josies's clothes, he laid her back down and was about to touch her private before I ran into the room and pushed him away from the girl.
His eyes widened when he saw me. He then stood up, grabbed my hair and threw me against the wall while he went back to what he was doing.
I have always been very short and small so it was very easy for me to be manhandled. But I was not one to give up I was trained not to give up no matter who and how strong your opponent is as Master Xiang Yu always said.
I got back up and pushed him out of the room this time. It was easy to push him around because he was intoxicated. When I finally pushed him out of the room I locked the door and put the key in my pocket.
"You bitch, what the fuck you think you're doing?" He asked furiously.
"I'm not going to let you hurt her." I said to him.
Before I knew it he threw a punch to my face grabbed me and threw me on the kitchen floor and started repeatedly kicking me in the stomach and chest. When he saw that I was not moving he started to walk towards the room again.
I got back up and grabbed a knife from the kitchen counter and stabbed him in the back as he let out a blood curdling scream.
I stabbed him again pulling the knife out as He fell to the ground laying on his back.
"Kill or either be killed." His words echoed in my head again and again. So I did what I was always told for 5 years.
I climbed on top of him and stabbed him again in the chest as he reached for my face and scratched my eye drawing blood. I stabbed him over and over again until he stopped moving.
I looked at myself in the mirror for another minute before I removed my clothes to reveal my hundreds of other scars. I looked at my naked body in disgust, hating the scars that littered my body. I hated that my body had been used and abused without my permission. I hated myself.
I made my way to the shower and washed myself with cherry blossom shower gel. I have an obsession with cherry blossom.
After my shower I made my way to my half empty closet to choose an outfits
I took out a white cotton turtle neck with some black elephant feet yoga pants.
I then looked back at my clock on the nightstand not realizing how long I had taken in the bathroom it read 7:10, I had been in the bathrom for an hour.
I then made my way downstairs to my Dad's making pancake for breakfast
"Good morning dad's." I said with a smile.
"Good morning bunny" they said back in unison.
Sylvester and Lincoln Grayson, are my adoptive parents, the best I have ever had. They treat me like their own daughter which is the sweetest thing anyone could do.
Sylvester had brown hair and stunning blue eyes with a well defined jawline. He was very fit for his age and I liked that about him.
Lincoln on the other hand had black hair and green eyes, which are so beautiful, he has a slightly bent nose but was still handsome with a square jawline and fit body.
But the thing is they never adopted me at an orphanage they actually bought me at an auction when I was 9 funny.
You may wonder how a 9 year old got into an auction, but that's for another time.
"Here you go bunny." Sylvester said, with a smile. As he set a plate of pancakes in front of me. It had strawberries and blueberries on the side with a generous amount of peanut butter and syrup on each one.
It may sound weird but that's how I love my pancakes.
"Thanks daddy." I said back with a wide smile.
( Sylvester = daddy Lincoln = dad)
"You're welcome bunny." He said back with a kiss to my cheek.
I got the nickname bunny because Lincoln, when younger, had a white bunny with blue and grey eyes just like me. He said I reminded him of the bunny.
"Are you all packed up?" Dad asked.
My mouth still had food in it so a waited a few seconds before answering.
"Yes, dad. But do I really have to go? I mean why can't I just start my own businesses. I studied so I can make my own business, do I really have to work for Mr. Dark?" I asked with a whine.
Yes a whine I am pretty childish a lot of times. My therapist says that it may be my brains coping mechanism for the trauma I went through at young age, because I did not get the chance to have a normal childhood, to let loose and play like any child should.
"Bunny, we talked about this already. Yes you are one the smartest people alive, yes you are mature, but you are still young. You are still a minor" Daddy said trying to make me understand.
"We know you can do it but you are only 16, we want you to experience what business life is like, we want you to learn from Mr. Dark so you can see what you are getting yourself into. Ok? Besides it's only till you turn 18 then you can resign if you want and then start your own business." Dad said.
Mr. Dark was a huge donner to the Harvard College that I went to. So the students who studied business, architecture, statistics, interior design, stock marketing, and real estate had a 50% chance of getting an internship at Dark Enterprise. The other 50% percent depended on how well you did on your interview.
Dark Enterprise was know for there unique way of hiring by asking a series of questions that do not quite have anything to do with the interview, they like people who can do critical thinking while also thinking out of the box.
My Professors personally recommended me to Mr. Dark so, he is actually kind of expecting me.
They had a point and they were right but I was just being stubborn, and childish.
My parents and I made a deal that, when I graduated college this year, if I worked for Mr. Dark until I was 18 and a legal adult, they would let me start my own business, but it also ment that I had to move to Seattle, Washington. But the good thing about it was that I could move in with my best friend Hugh Sylvester.
"Ok." I said with a pout which earned me tickles.
I started giggling like a mad woman.
"Stop daddy, I'm not a baby anymore." I said between laughs.
"You will always be our baby." Dad said with a kiss on my forehead.
When he saw what I was wearing he sighed.
"Bunny, you know you don't have to always hide them right, it's ok to have scars, it just shows how strong you are and how much you have been through." Dad said with a sad smile.
"Dad, my body is disgusting, I hate it I hate it a lot I hate looking at myself in the mirror. If I hate and feel disgusted by my own body, how would others feel?" I asked him.
He sighed a long sigh before kissing my forehead again.
"A time will come when you will understand what we are trying to say. Finish up your food, we have a jet to catch." Daddy said. As they both walked towards their room to get ready for our 6 hour flight from Massachusetts to Seattle.
I finished up my food and went to my room to brush my teeth. After brushing my teeth, my phone started to ring. I smiled when I saw the caller ID.
"Hi bitch."
"HUGH! I told you to stop calling my that I don't like it." He chuckled on the other end.
"Oh my. I keep forgetting..... sorry... bitch." He said with a loud laugh.
Hugh and I have been best friends since we met in college. He has been a big part of my life. He has helped me through a lot. I used to harm myself before because I thought that physical pain would help numb the emotional pain I felt. I know it's stupid but it is what it is.
But Hugh stayed with me and explained to me that avoiding emotional pain will just make things harder and harder and harder till one day it becomes to much that you decide to end your life. He told me that emotional pain is just another part of life that sucks but it's there for a reason. It helps remind us that we are still human.
He said that if I could not find a reason to live then I should find one, and I did, I realized that there is more to life than what happened to me as a kid. There is so much more to explore and so many more people I will meet and help.
I can also live for both my dad's they would hate to see me die it would kill them because they love me. I know the scars won't go away but I can live with them even though I am disgusted by them.
Since he has been in my life I have been fighting the urges much more better now, and. I would always be grateful to him for it.
He is the only person that knows everything that happened to me after my aunt died. He understood me and could connect with me on an emotional level. He himself had gone through the things I had, so I felt connected to him in a way because he could understand how I felt.
He is also a genius like me, but I'm smarter, lol. We were both recommended by our professors to Dark Industries. But Hugh wants to work for Mr. Darks's father.
He has had an obsession with Mr. Richard Dark since he came to a charity even at our college. Since he saw him, he said he wants him to be his sugar daddy. I laughed till I could not breath when he told me.
"So, when are you coming, I'm getting bored in this big apartment all alone." He said sounding like a baby.
"My dad's and I are about to leave today, so don't worry I'm coming." I said back with a laugh.
"I can't wait for you to come,you are going to love what I did with the place." He said sounding excited.
"Well I can't wait to see it." I said back.
We talked for a few more minutes before my dad's said it was time to go.
I bade him goodbye and hung up.
As we made our way out the mansion we were greeted by a black SUV that drove us to their private airport.
Yes, my dad's are rich. They are an individual organization that sells state of the art weapons and security systems that are bought by millions of people around the world.
As we arrived to the airport we got into their private jet and took off for Seattle. Because I did not sleep well through the night, when I sat in the chair and leaned back I fell asleep directly.
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Sylvester Grayson
When I saw that Angel was asleep, I sat beside Lincoln who was on his lap top.
"Do you think it's a good idea?" I asked, with a whispered voice.
I did not want to wake Angel up. We know about her insomnia. She barely sleeps at night, and if she does she would probably wake up with a scream or she would even cry in her sleep. She has been through a lot as a child.
When we first got her from the auction she tried to runaway thinking that we were going to hurt her. She actually almost got away but she was hurt and weak so we were able to catch her.
We were actually surprised because she took down two of our guards like they weren't specially trained agents, I mean she literally killed them, with a fucking hair pin. It was then we realized that she was not just any type of child she was also very alert about everything and everyone it's like she was trained.
She has never really openly talked about what had happened to her her before the auction. All we knew was that she had been raped multiple times and had been physically abused multiple times as well but this we only knew because we took her for a full body checkup to see if she was healthy, and she wasn't she was malnourished, had some infected wounds, and some bones that healed the wrong way.
We have taken her to a therapist and so far it has helped, because when we first brought her home she would not eat, drink, or sleep all she wanted to do was read. So when we took her to the therapist it really helped she stared talking more and smiling. Her smile, she has the most beautiful smile I've ever seen. We Love her so much.
We had went to that auction hoping to buy a red diamond, but instead we were met with her. We were not planning on buying her but when we saw what she was being sold as, a child sex slave, we had to do something.
So we forgot about the diamond and bought her instead, so we could give her a new, better and happier life.
"What?" Lincoln asked.
"To make her work for Mr. Dark. I mean he is a Mafia Don." I said
"We have both met him already Sylvester and he has said that he does not mix his world with his work and we both know that it is true, and besides this is good for Angel, especially since she wants to start her own business." Lincoln said. He was right.
Lincoln has always been the one to think rationally in our relationship while I am always led by my emotions, so I think that we are a good match for each other.
"Ok, if you say so. I just hope we are not making a mistake." I said.
"We are not ok? Now get some sleep we still have few hours till we land. You barely got some sleep last night from out late night activities." He said making me blush. He kissed Me on the lips before ushering me to lay my head on his lap.
I eagerly laid on his lap as sleep consumed me.
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Angel Lancaster Cole
I was woken up by dad saying that we had arrived. I got up from my seat with a stretch and a yawn.
We got out of the jet and were greeted by a smiling Hugh and an annoyed Wesley.
Wesley was my personal bodyguard, because of parents business, people would sometimes threaten them about doing something to me if they did not do what they wanted.
Hugh came running towards me with big smile, as he picked me up in a bear hug and spun me around while a giggled, we haven't seen each other since graduation so it's been a while.
He then put me down and turned towards me dad's. He walked towards them and also gave them a hug. He has been a part of our family since I met him he is an orphan. He only got to Harvard because of his intelligence and a scholarship.
They both hugged him back with a smile and a chuckle. I made my way to a pissed off Wesley and gave him a big hug as well.
He smiled but then went back to his usual pissed off face. He says that he does not "like" Hugh. Yes quotation marks because I think he does. He says that Hugh is reckless and unpredictable. But deep down I know he loves Hugh just as much as he loves me, because Hugh reminds him of his son that passed away in the army. He looked just like Hugh, acted just like Hugh, but the difference was that he was not gay.
After our little reunion my dad's had some business to attend to in town with a client so they left us with Wesley to take us to our new apartment.
We got into the SUV while my dad's took the other one.
"Hey guess what?" Hugh asked as Wesley drove out of the airport driveway.
"What?" I asked.
"So you know how I already got the Job as Mr. Richard Dark's assistant right?" He asked.
"Yeah, why?"
"He is hosting a charity event for Cancer patients in honor of his wife who beat cancer."
"Oh wow that's great, what are you getting to though?"
"As his assistant, I have to attend the event and I'm allowed to bring a plus one, who is going to be.... Drum roll... Jeff Bezos.." He said laughing hysterically.
"Really Hugh that joke again?" I said laughing myself. After his laugh he then answered.
"I want you to be my plus one so we are not going straight home, we are going to a mall to find you a beautiful dress for such a beautiful face." He said with a smile. I smiled back.
He then turned to the rear view mirror to look at Wesley.
"Weeeesssley?" Hugh said dragging his name on purpose.
"Fine" Wesley said, with an annoyed face.
"To the mall we go." Hugh said with a huge smile. That was one of his favorite things to do, he loved dressing up and shopping.
When we got to the mall Hugh dragged me from store to store choosing outfits he knows I will never wear.
"Come on you have to choose something sexy, the Four most richest bachelors of this town are going to be there." Hugh said.
"Why do I have to care if they are going to be there or not?" I asked a little confused.
"Of my innocent bear, have you ever even been attracted to a man or woman before?" He asked
"No, why?" He then slapped his forehead with his palm and asked.
"Do you ever want to get married or even date someone?" He asked again.
"I havent really thought about that." I said as I started to think about it.
"Of course you haven't all you think about is books, school education, business, you have to live a little." He said, but then he slapped his forehead again.
"I keep forgetting your only 16." He said.
We Continued looking for a dress before I saw a dress that caught my eyes.
I dragged Hugh into the store and showed him the dress.
"Ok. My bear has some style." He said with a smile.
"Go try it on." He said with a nod.
I took the dress and went to the fitting room to try it on, but I did not remove my turtle neck shirt.
As I walked out I saw Hugh and Wesley staring like they saw a ghost.
"I can go change if it looks that bad." I said. Sounding a little sad.
"Bitch stop playing, you look fucking amazing, if I was not gay I swear to God I would totally smash you." Hugh said sarcastically.
"HUGH!, that's disgusting." I said with a smile.
"You look wonderful sweetheart." Wesley said with a smile.
"Yes, she does. Oh my work here is done, by baby is all grown up." Hugh said while wiping a fake tear from his eye.
"Shut up Hugh." Wesley said looking annoyed.
"Geez ok. You seem much more grumpier today. Come on love let's go pay for your dress. You know what I'm going to match you." Hugh said with a smile.
"Really?" I asked.
"Hell yeah, then I would be able to keep you away from all those horny rich boys and girls." He said with a laugh.
"What is the meaning of horny?" I asked him. He sighed.
" I was wrong I still have a long ways to go before your all grown up." He said. I just rolled my eyes as we made our way to the counter after I changed out of the dress.
"We are almost there are you excited to see what I did?" Hugh asked excitedly.
"Of course." I said
We made our way to the elevator to go up to our apartment. It was on the highest floor of the building.
As we walked out of the elevator my jaw dropped to the floor.
"Wow Hugh, you did so well."
"I know right, I'm so amazing." He said happily.
"It was already decorated and all but I did not like it so I redecorated it to my and your liking and I believe I nailed it." He said with sass.
"Oh my god Hugh this amazing." I said admiring the setup.
"Wait till you see the kitchen I didn't do much in the kitchen though just a color change and a few decorative accessories. Now you can cook all you want." He said with smile as I followed him into the kitchen.
"Oh my Hugh this is amazing thank you so much, I really love the dining table." I said.
"I know I'm amazing, but thanks for the reminder, you haven't even seen your room yet, come on let's get you settled in."
"Do you like it?" He asked sounding a little nervous. I turned around and faced him with a huge smile on my face.
"I love it Hugh, it's amazing thank you." I said.
"Good. You better. Come see my room." He said excitedly.
"Oooo this is nice." I said
"Come on you must be starving we have to get you something to eat before we leave for the party. Don't worry your dad's are going to be there as well." He said.
We ordered Chinese food as we were both too exhausted to cook. I took a quick shower before the food arrived. When the food came we ate in the living room while binge watching Stranger Things, till it was time to get ready.
Sylvester Grayson
Name : Sylvester Grayson
Age : 31
Sexuality : Gay
Status : Married to Lincoln
Date of Birth : November 2, 1991
Nationality : American
Occupation : Owns a
Business with Lincoln
Lincoln Grayson
Name : Lincoln Grayson
Age : 36
Sexuality : Gay
Status : Married to Sylvester
Date of Birth : October 4, 1986
Nationality : American
Occupation : Owns a business with Sylvester
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