1 1. The Girl With The Red Eyes
Okayyy soooo this might be a bit challenging to write haha, my first lesbian story *pray for me* and I hope y'all like this, please know this chapter contains triggers such as physical abuse and alcohol, please turn away and I apologize if it does trigger anyone🥺💕 you all deserve the world!
TW: trigger warning
PA: physical abuse
Ab: alcohol abuse
EB: emotional abuse
CW: cuss words
SA: suicide attempt
BL/B: blood lust/ blood
AC: after care
MD: Mommy Domm
S: Submissive
DD: Daddy Dom
Lemon: sex/ smut/ 18+
Blueberry: fluff/ angst/ soft
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Kendall:
"Kendall?" My husband asks me, he's checking up on me to see if I'm ready to go to this Masquerade with him, but before we get into that part, let's go way back to the beginning, where it all began...
Let me introduce you to my parents, Cathy and John. They weren't the "best" parents but I know they just wanted the best for me... my dad was an alcoholic, so yes, he drank almost everyday or mainly when mom pissed him off about this or that. Now I didn't have any siblings, only steps on my dads side cause his ex wife Jennifer and him gotten a divorce. My dad tried to be a father, he tried to be understanding but when it came to having a partner.. for some reason, that idea was a subject brought up at dinner...
"Why do I have to marry some stranger?!" I yelled at my dad one night while at dinner. I had just came home from school that day and dad wanted to have a "talk"...
"Because you need to marry a good man Kendall! It's what me and your mother want best for you!" I roll my eyes before saying anything else. "Why can't I have what's best for me? Why you do two always have to choose for me?! I'm literally 18! An adult! So for once, can you just be supportive of me?!" I yell and stand up from the table. I walk away but my dad gets up after me and grabs my arm roughly. "Sit your ass back down Kendall, this conversation isn't over!"
*this next part contains abuse*
I shove my dad out of my face for yelling at me... come on, over some stranger.... "LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE" I yell back. He gets pissed at me and drags me back into the dinning room where mom is sitting. We make eye contact and she has tears in her eyes. "Kendall, can you please stop this." She begs. "Ugh!" I say but dad take a hold of my hair and yanks my head back roughly. "Let go!" I yell, trying to break free from his grip. But it gets tighter. "Shut up Kendall and for once listen to your mother!" Dad screams at me.
I head butt him in his face and he lets me go. I make a break for the stairs to go to my room. But trip on my way up. "Fuck!" I say to myself. "Kendall James!" Lord... he used my full name... I make it up the stairs and limp to my room. Opening up my bedroom door, I make it to my bed, and grab my bat. "Kendall..." I stand there, bat in the hand and Dad at my door. "Dad, please...just leave me alone..." I beg him but he comes closer... "don't or I'll swing.." I threatened... but Dad gets closer and closer, I then notice he started drinking heavy again...
He grabs ahold of the bat that's in my hands. "Listen you little shit... you're going to do what we say or I'll make sure you never step foot outside this house.." He threatens... I let go of the bat. "Fine." Dad throws the bat across the room and starts hitting me. "Dad stop! You're drunk!" I say and cover myself the best I can. He doesn't stop, repeatedly hitting me, punching, slapping, kicking me over and over again until he's satisfied... I lay there, on the floor crying... I can barley move, my body is in so much pain... I still hate myself for taking my Dad abusiveness. I seriously hate my parents and my mom doesn't do anything about it.
*time jump to wedding*
It's been two weeks, two weeks since my dad abused me, two weeks since the fight we had... and now, I'm literally forced to marry a man at 18.... I want to kill my parents for this.. "Kendall, you look beautiful honey" My mom says to me as she walks in the room. I'm wearing my "wedding" dress, face full of make up, accessories, and a pair of sliver and white heels. "Thanks.." I say and sit down. "Who is this guy I'm apparently marrying?" I ask mom as she takes a seat next to me. "His name is Camron Royce, he's a very sweet boy- oh honey! You're going to love him!"
Is all she says. I roll my eyes. "Alright, let's get this wedding over with."
*time skip to present day*
And here we are today... just me and my "husband" about to go to some Masquerade he was invited to by his job. He works a high end upper class realtor while I work as a psychologist- majoring in mental health and medical. "Are you ready my love?" He asks me. I take a look at myself before answering. How I ended up goth you could call it, blame my parents.. "let's go.." I say and we leave out. I'm wearing a black heart lined dress, it's short in the front and long in the back. While Camron is wearing a black suit.
"You're going to enjoy this." He tells me all about this Masquerade. "I bet." Now I'm not the typical "girl" to go out and party or anything fun since I got heavily into my job and has only been with Camron for 6 years. And we won't even have kids. He keeps trying but I seriously don't like men. I've never had, not only because of the abuse that my Dad put on me but just in general... I honestly think men are gross and the way they act around women, makes me want to kill them all.
While we are in the car, I start thinking about my life these past 6 years... just why.. why can't I be like everyone else and just enjoy having a life... this whole forced marriage is stupid... for fucks sakes I'm 24, who literally got forced into a marriage in two weeks to a guy I've never met or even know about in person... to make things better, Camron changed a lot... he's became more pushy lately and I'm not sure if it's because I'm denying him of sex or work or something like that... but whatever it is.. I hate it...
I wish these 6 years never existed.. I wish I didn't have the trauma I have... I wish I never had to marry some stranger... god.. sometimes... just sometimes.... I wish I never existed too... anyways.. I shake my head out of that thought and focus on the everything we pass by until we get to this party. So I close my eyes for a moment...
"Kendall?" I slowly open my eyes. "Yes?" I say and stretch. "We are here, I'm sorry honey, it was a bit of a drive.." He tells me and I get up. "Oh that's okay.." I say with a smile and we get out.
As we walk in, everyone was wearing mask. I honestly didn't believe that masquerades were still a thing. I was quite surprised myself. The lights go down and Camron takes my hand. The music starts playing in the background and he leads me to the dance floor. As we dance together, I start feeling like I shouldn't be here. "Honey?" Camron asks me as he pulls me closer to him. "I'm okay, I promise." I say and give a smile. "Good, but excuse me for a bit, I have to pee." I let out a small quiet laugh and shoo him away, leaving me alone.
"Well aren't you stunning.." a voice who I don't recognize says in front of me. "Thank you.. I'm Kendall.." I say politely and held my hand out. "Blair, Blair Cayden.." He says.. I can't tell and I'm a little embarrassed honestly. Their voice doesn't sound deep enough to be a man but how they're dressed... I wasn't sure.. "I don't mean to mis-gender you Sir.." I say and Blair takes my hand in theirs and pulls me close, they lean in close and whisper in my ear. "I don't have a gender sweetheart, feel free to call me whatever Kendall. But what is someone like you doing here alone?" Blair pulls back from me, putting one arm around my waist and slightly lifting me up on their shoes, while the other hand is held in theirs.
"Believe it or not Blair, I'm here with my husband who isn't even my husband... it's a force's marriage.." I say and look at our feet. Blair's hand that's holding my left one let's go and slightly touches my chin and lifts my head up, so my eyes meet theirs. "One day, you'll leave and find someone.. I should go... I can hear you husband coming back.." And before I can say anything.. Blair is gone, leaving me alone...
Camron comes back and gives me a look as if I've just seen a ghost. "Everything okay Kendall?" I nod and smile. "All good honey, I ran into an old friend of mine from Highschool. We haven't seen each other in a long time, that's all." I say with smile, lying behind every word.. "Oh, well one day I'll like to meet them.." Camron asks me. "One day." Is all I say as we start dancing again before we move off the floor and get drinks and talk to others.
My attention is for some reason on Blair... I can't get them out of my head... when Blair leaned in close, I swore my heart stopped.. the energy that they were giving off felt very Domish, as if I wanted them to protect me or something... but my mind couldn't place the words. And those eyes, their smile, how soft their touch was. This honestly feels like I'm in a romance novel brought to life... they smelled really good... but then my mind got stuck on one thing.. "I can hear your husband coming back." What did they mean by that?
I excuse myself and start looking for Blair. I go to the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror. "Okay Kendall, tonight you end your relationship with Camron.." I say to myself and a stall opens up. "So that's his name.." I jump and nearly fall, forgetting that I'm literally in heels, Blair catches me. "Blair" They stand me up and I brush myself off. I walk backwards and bump into the sink. "You scared or something Kendall?" Blair asks me, coming closer, filling in the space between us. Their arms on either side of mine on the sink and face close to mine. Blair reaches up and takes their mask off. And does the same to me.
"No... I just..." I stop myself because Blair's hand goes for my chin again. And my stomach gets butterflies, I'm almost weak in the knees because of their touch. "You what? For someone as cute as you, I'm surprised you haven't melted.." Blair says and I blush.. "My husband is probably looking for me.." I say and try to move. "Aww noo, just to let you know Kendall, a forced marriage is overrated". Blair says and I laugh. "You're not wrong, you can thank my parents for that mess... it's been 6 years and I'm still with the man.. I just want to leave.." I say and look back at the floor again.
"Then why don't you?" Blair ask as that same hand stays on my chin. "I'm not sure if I'm even allowed Blair... for some reason, my parents... well the town I use to be from before I moved out here, at the age of 18, all girls are forced into an unknown marriage, even if we say no, our parents would still force us, most of them probably are forced to have kids..." I say and tears roll down my cheeks. "Kendall..." Blair's says as I stand there in cry in front of them. They wipe tears away from my cheeks and pull me into a hug. "Listen to me, you know you're a lot stronger than that. Just because your parents forced you into a marriage, doesn't mean you can't leave. Because you can, you have every right too and if they wanna act like it's a problem, then have them to come to cause I'll glad rock their shit." I laugh and tell Blair thank you.
"No problem Princess. Go back to Camron and just tell him everything. It's going to be okay." Blair says as we are still in a hug. "I'm going to give you my number and if you absolutely need anything, don't hesitate to call or text, I'll respond." I smile and let them go. "Thank you, honestly.." I say and give them my phone out of my purse. Blair types in their number. "Can I ask you something?" As Blair hands me back my phone. "Yeah"
"Soo... what did you mean by you could hear Camron coming back to me?" I ask slightly... Blair just smiles and hands me back my mask. "Nothing for you to worry about, I'll tell you that when you're ready to know. But for now Kendall, go enjoy your night."
And so, I thank Blair once again and head out. My heart starts racing slightly because of Blair... god why do they look good without the mask on... the short black hair that's shaved on either side and on the back, and yes, I could tell by how their hair is cut, slight feminine but more masculine features along with the black button up, tie, belt around their waist holding their pants and dress shoes all in the colors of grey and black, but for some reason, my mind goes back to their smile and their eyes. I've never met another person who's eyes glow a slight red...
I met back up with Camron, tell him everything is fine and we make our out of the party after spending another 2 hours there. Heading home is definitely quite the drive. I instantly went to sleep in the car as Camron drives. My mind thinks about Blair... and I get those butterflies before fully falling into a deep sleep. Camron who had to carry me in the house, and into bed, I assume tells me goodnight because I do remember waking up a bit. "Goodnight Kendall.." Camron says as he sleeps next to me. "Goodnight.." I mumble and go back to thinking about Blair again...
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Heyyy soo it's almost 3am and I just got done writing this- this entire story is dedicated to some good friends of mine on Tiktok; Dariann, Caroline, and Kam <3 shout out to y'all for helping with this. I'm excited to write chapter 2 and I just started all this tonight 😂
Anyways make sure to drink plenty of water and eat daily! And take mental breaks, you are important! Hope y'all have an amazing night or day!
I'll see you in the next chapter Sluts!
Byeeee!!!
Word count: 2,614
Time: 3:32am
Date: August 16th Tuesday
