Page 40 of Daddies' Little Spitfire

"Now," he said.

Her eyes made their way towards Leo and he didn't look happy. Part of her felt guilty that he wasn't because it was her fault, but the other part didn't care. They were taking over her life and she didn't want that. Maybe before the incident she wanted that, but things had changed, and they hadn't gotten the memo.

"Even if it's not with us, you can talk to someone else, but you need to talk to someone at some point," Leo said. "It's not healthy for you to bottle everything up. You can do some serious damage to yourself and we don't want that. I think, deep down, you don't want it either."

She tried to shake her head, but his grip on her tongue prohibited her from doing so. Leo finally let her tongue go and she quickly put it back in her mouth.

She was never going to stick her tongue out at him if he was close. His reflexes were way too fast and she didn't want to be in that situation again.

"Do you understand?" he asked.

"There's nothing to talk about," she replied.

She needed them to think that there wasn't anything wrong. Hedda didn't know if she kept saying there wasn't anything wrong, they would start to believe her, but she needed to try. They needed to get off her case so she could live in peace.

Well, some sort of peace. Plagued with nightmares wasn't really peaceful.

"Don't bullshit us," Oliver said and her eyes went wide. His tone was cold and like he didn't give a shit about anything. "Do not lie to us unless you want to write lines, betied up, get spanked, corner time, or have ginger in your bottom."

Her eyes got even wider as he listed off all of that. They had already spanked her and tied her up. The spanking didn't really bother her that much, but them tying her up made her feel insecure and helpless at this moment.

If they did it again, she didn't know if she could keep herself from not breaking down. It had been a hard thing not to do that the last time and she knew she couldn't go through it again.

"Do you understand?" Oliver asked.

She didn't look at him when he spoke. Maybe if she didn't acknowledge him, it wouldn't actually happen.

"Look at me," he commanded. "Now."

Her eyes flew to his and he almost had a satisfied look in his eyes. She hated how his Dom voice always worked on her. He knew if she wouldn't listen, to use it and she would.

It infuriated her to no end. Part of her thought that they were doing it because they knew that, but the other part knew they weren't. But either way, she didn't like it and wanted them to stop but she knew they weren't going to.

"Let's go eat and get something to drink," Leo said. "I bet you're hungry."

"I'm not fucking hungry or thirsty," Hedda lied. She was hungry, but she didn't want to eat right now.

There was so much going on and she didn't know if she would be able to keep anything down. What was the point of trying to eat when she knew she could possibly throw it all up? Hedda didn't want to waste any food.

"Tough luck," Oliver said. "You can either go willingly orwe can have Michael put an IV in your arm and a feeding tube down your throat."

She gasped and stared at Oliver. "You wouldn't."

His eyebrow raised and he folded his arms. "Try me."

Hedda thought about it for a second. He could be bluffing so she went willingly to eat, but he could also be telling the truth. Oliver didn't normally make empty promises.

"We don't have a problem with calling Michael to put an IV and feeding tube in," Leo said. "You've lost a lot of weight and we don't like it. Sometime soon you're going to have to have a feeding tube in if you don't start eating today."

She didn't want a feeding tube in but at the same time she didn't want to eat and waste food. She hadn't been able to keep much down in the earlier days after she had killed Richard. Everything had made her puke and she didn't want to do that again, no matter how much she wanted to eat.

"You have the next minute to decide if you want the IV and feeding tube or if you want to go downstairs and eat with us," Oliver said.

"You can have chicken noodle soup and a protein shake," Leo added. "We just want something with carbs and protein in it so you nourish your body."

"No," Hedda whispered. "I don't know."

Leo gave her a small smile. "Do you like needles?"

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