Chapter Two
The next morning, Heather woke me up by yanking all of the covers off of me.
“Hey!” I mumbled.
I was jolted wide awake when she grabbed my chin and pushed my head down hard against the pillow. My eyes flew open and I found myself staring into Heather’s scowl.
“You’re my b***h now,” she hissed. “If I hear one word of backtalk, I go straight to Dr. Cornell. Do you understand?”
I nodded, wide eyed at the change in Heather. Sure, we had played bondage games together, but that was for fun. Even when she tormented me we giggled about it later on, and she had never caused me serious pain. This was the first time she had anything like real power over me. It was turning her into a real snot. She is so mental sometimes.
The hell of it was, I was starting to like it. Looking back, I
