Angel POV.
I got what I wanted last night, I wasn’t sure if I was just trying to get away from the rules, I didn’t want to know what kind of rules they might come up with, I didn’t want any of them, I just wanted to be me, living with them isn’t so hard or bad, why can’t things stay as they are. We’re living all together, all of us, we get to work, we come home, we spend time together and things are just fine, why should I have rules now? As an extra, I just wanted to go and check the playroom, I want to spend time in that room, I felt like a child who never got to play before and now I want to try and spend some time there, I want to play with everything, I want to play with all the toys, and I was extremely excited.
“Come on the playroom,” I tell Logan and drag him with me and sit down on the ground and start playing we opened Angel’s kitchen, and we kept on playing until I was so tired that I was falling asleep while standing up and had to get to bed.
I slept face-first for the whole night, I had my best night of sleeping in their bed, and I didn’t want to sleep anywhere else, they came out and told me that the room that I had found, the baby’s room was mine, but I’m refusing to think about it, I’m refusing to think of anything, I didn’t want to think of it.
“Good morning princess, it’s time to wake up,” Hunter says, I decided that I don’t like him anymore, I didn’t want to wake up, knowing what’s waiting for me today, the rules, maybe I can talk them into forgetting those, into just keep living and let the rules go.
“I’m sleeping,” I answer him, forcing my eyes to stay closed, I wanted to wake up, but I didn’t want the the rules to happen.
“No, you’re done sleeping, let’s go,” Hunter says pulling me out of bed, I screamed out loud as he got me out of the bed and dragged me to the bathroom.
“Get out,” I yell at him, since he got me out of bed, I do need to pee.
“No, you can go ahead,” he says pointing to the bathroom, I gave him a death glare.
“No, get out,” I say in a cold voice, wanting to have some privacy.
“You’re gonna have to get used to this,” Hunter says in a firm voice.
“Logan! Come get your pervert mate,” I call to Logan, my saviour came toward the bathroom looking extremely tired and not ready to fight yet.
“Hunter, it’s too early, let her pee in peace,” Logan says pulling him out of the bathroom, I heard them fighting, and neither of them sounded too happy, I tried to understand what they were fighting about and I could guess that it’s me.
I finished my business in the bathroom but stayed inside for a bit longer than needed, I didn’t come out right away, I had my ear stuck to the door trying to hear them through.
“My Angel, are you done yet?” Logan asks me.
“Is it safe to come out?” I ask just to check.
“It’s always safe sweetie, we were just having an argument, nothing to worry about, we’re all good,” he says, it sounds like what parents would tell their kids to get them to not worry about their screaming and fighting before they end up divorcing.
“Sure,” I say coming out of the bathroom, they didn’t look to be mad or angry, or maybe they’re hiding their real feelings from me, who knows.
“Come on, let’s go have some breakfast and then a chat,” Logan says, I didn’t want to fight Logan, he’s my saviour, and he’s going to help me take Hunter down.
Breakfast was the same as it happened the last couple of days, I took a seat while they did the cooking, and I offered to help them, but as every day they said that they didn’t need me to help them, they did all the job and I got the plate ready to go while I sat down.
I tried to eat as slowly as possible, I even asked for a second serving of the eggs, even though I wasn’t hungry anymore, I was just pushing the eggs around on the plate.
“Are you done, Angel?” Logan asks me.
“No, still eating,” I lied, I was super done, but didn’t want to have the chat with them yet.
“You’ve been pushing the same bite for the last five minutes, I think you’re procrastinating,” Hunter says and I gave him a glare.
“I don’t know what that word means,” I lied.
“How about we all get some coffee? And get to talking?” Logan asks, I love the coffee, I know it’s mostly milk but it tastes good.
“Okay,” I say with a giant pout on my face.
We took a seat in the living room, and they made me sit facing them, I looked at them with the same pouting face.
“As William has explained being a little means being a lot younger than what you are now, it’s a new way to live your childhood all over again, and it’s a good chance to have a better life,” Hunter starts.
“I never had one,” I say, confessing that I’m happy about this new chance.
“See the classification gives you exactly what you need,” Logan says, and he might be right, but I’m not going to just give in.
“What if I decide I don’t want to be with you two?” I ask them.
“Then you get to meet other people, but do you have anyone else in your mind?” Logan asks me. “I don’t have anyone else,” I say, it’s not that I didn’t think of William or Dylan, but they both didn’t show any interest in me, and I know that Dylan told me he got others in his life.
“Then how about giving this a chance? We’re here, we want to have you and we want you to be happy with us, why not?” Logan says.
“I don’t want to have rules then,” I say with the same pout on my face.
“I’m sorry Angel, but rules are part of this lifestyle, even if you’re not with us, you’ll be getting rules,” Hunter warns me.
“I don’t want them,” I say angrily.
“How about you hear them first? We can fix the ones that you don’t feel comfortable with,” Logan offers.
“Fine,” I say, feeling that there’s no getting out of this no matter how much I tried.
“Here are Angel’s rules,” Logan starts getting a paper out it had words printed on them and I knew how to read but they started reading them for me.
Angel’s Rules:
*Be respectful.
*Call Logan and Hunter daddy when ready.
*Bedtime is nine, ten on weekends.
*Ask before having candy.
*Eat three meals a day.
*Don’t hide things from daddies, we want to know to be able to help you.
*Hygiene is very important, stay clean, and ask for help when needed.
*You only get one hour of free screen time after work.
*No cursing or cussing.
*Allow us to dress you, you’ll get a saying, but we’d love to dress you.
*Sleep in your crib, or at least try to.
*Wear some kind of protection, diaper or pull-ups.
*Use little items, including sippy cups, and bottles.
“See these aren’t that bad,” Logan said when I was done reading, he’s right, it’s not too bad, but I didn’t want any rules, I didn’t want anything of them.
“I don’t want rules,” I say looking at them angrily.
“These aren’t that hard of rules, they are just to give you a line and help you slip,” Hunter tries to explain to me.
“No, I don’t want any of them,” I say standing up and looking at him with teary eyes, the anger having the best of me.
“We can go slow until you’re good with all of them,” Logan says standing up, and walking toward me, but I started to move back, I didn’t want him to touch me, I didn’t want any of these rules.
“I don’t want any of them,” I yell this time, why can’t we just keep on living our normal life?
“My Angel, just calm down,” Hunter says.
“I’m not your Angel,” I say running, trying to run away, although I knew the house layout now, and I knew every room that was in this mansion, but my anger had me lost.
“Just calm down, please, breathe,” Logan tried to calm me down, but I was a goner, the tantrum was coming in full speed, the last time I had this bad of tantrum was when I was three maybe, and no one paid a living shit about me, I yelled and cried until I tired myself into blacking out.
“I don’t want rules,” I yelled kicking the back of the sofa, tears going down my face, unable to hold them back, I kicked over and over again until my foot started hurting, I stomped my other foot on the ground as well, I kept on crying and screaming, going down on the ground, stomping all four of my limbs, crying out loud, maybe they talked to me, maybe they told me to calm down, but the tears didn’t stop, not until I was too tired to keep on going, I calmed down.