#Chapter10
Willow
I was awoken from my peaceful slumber once more by the sound of the door slamming open.
I scrambled up, pressing myself against the far wall and curled up in a ball, not that it helped much in this tiny closet. I felt like I had only been asleep for mere moments, but that did not matter to Zeke.
Zeke barreled in, already yelling obscenities at me. /"Get your lazy ass up. You do not have time to be lying around./"
He grabbed my still sore arm roughly, hauling me out the door and down the hallway, towards the dining room.
He continued berating me as we went, /"Clean this mess up first, and then go clean yourself up. You look like a fucking slob. You had better be clean before I get back. We have some business to take care of before that asshole's sister shows up to help you with the planning for the ball./" He finished with a leering look.