“It’s my superpower,” he whispers. “Don’t tell anyone, though.”
My eyes widen. “O-okay.”
He chuckles. “Let’s eat before breakfast gets cold.”
“I needto go check on a patient, but I hope to be back later,” Aiden says as he stands next to the door. “There are two other girls who live here with their Daddies. One of them is currently away, but you should still meet up with the other girl.”
I wring my hands together. “I’ll think about it.”
He nods. “Take care of her and don’t let her get stressed. It’s her doctor’s orders.”
Aiden walks off and Tobias looks down at me.
“Doctor’s orders?” he asks.
“Yeah, the doctor back home,” I mumble, hating that Aiden brought it up once again.
“Why did you go?” he asks. “I thought you said you hadn’t gone to the doctor in three years.”
I rub my neck. “It wasn’t a checkup.”
I don’t want to tell him that I passed out and hit my head while working. I don’t want him to know how bad things are.
“What was it for?” he asks.
I shrug. “I don’t really want to talk about it.”
“Is there anything major I should know?”
“No,” I lie.
He searches my face before sighing. “What did I tell you about lying?”
“Not to,” I mumble.
“And did you just lie to me?”
I nod.
“Corner time,” he declares.
I walk over to the corner slowly and lean my head up against the wall, taking a deep breath in. I deserve it. I deserve this and a lot more.
I’ve lied to both of them so many times and I keep doing it.
“You are going to stand here until I tell you otherwise. You are not allowed to talk and if you move, the time starts over. Understand?” he asks.
“Yes,” I whisper, Daddy on the tip of my tongue.
“I want you to think about why lying is bad.”
Tobias’ footsteps leave and I take several deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I absolutely loathe corner time. It makes me really think about everything that I’ve done.
More effective than spanking.
I know lying is bad but I don’t want him to leave me just yet when he finds out how badly I’ve been taking care of myself. The thought has even crossed my mind with Aiden, and he is like a brother to me.
How am I going to keep them in my life when I just keep on making them worried about me? At some point they are going to get tired of worrying about me and not want me in their lives anylonger. They’ll figure out how peaceful their lives are going to be without me.
