TMR/TBS Imagines

Thomas // Cinderella (Pt.2)

Three days have gone by in this room. My father would bring me food twice a day before sealing the door again. Using the small laptop I had in my room, I was able to talk to Leslie.

We would text back and forth trying to distract my mind from the prison i was in.

Leslie: did you hear the news?!
Me: what news?
Leslie: Thomas Sangster is looking for a girl! And he said it's Wes's daughter!! THAT'S ME! XD
Me: really? Why you?
Leslie: I don't know but apparently he told the cast he really likes me!
Me: wow that's awesome :)
Leslie: I KNOW! I just hope he wants to date me!!
Me: I thought you liked Dylan?
Leslie: I do but Thomas is cute too ;)
Me: you know he's more than just being cute
Leslie: what are you jealous? I knew you'd be! This is why I keep things from you because all you do is mope around and feel bad for yourself! Thomas loves me and I'm gonna be with him. Goodbye!

That was a day ago. I haven't spoken to a person in two days. That was until someone came to my room and unlocked the door.

"You have three hours out before you're coming home. We have laundry," my blonde step sister said.

I fixed my shorts and walked down the large staircase. Wes was standing at the door looking unbearably uncomfortable while talking to my step mother. He lit up when he saw me and gave me a nice smile, something I hadn't seen in days.

"Hello Mr.Ball. Is everything alright?" I asked sounding formal as my step mother wanted.

"Everything's alright dear. But you're needed on set. I need a few extras and I know you won't be nervous to speak," he said tilting his head slightly for me to get the hint.

"Of course. I'll be back soon," I said taking my jacket and purse off the hooks by the door.

A hand bound tightly around upper arm as i was pulled back into the house with my step mothers head on my shoulder. She was close enough to where I could smell her alcohol drowned breath on my neck. "You're still nothing. No matter what he gives you, you're just a waste of space."

She released me and pushed me out the door before it was slammed shut behind me. I wiped the forming fear from my eye as Wes pulled me into a hug.

"I'm sorry Wes," I said.

"Honey I told you to call me dad," he said walking me to his expensive car.

"I know but Leslie doesn't want to talk to me anymore," I said taking out the small bag of makeup from my purse. I hadn't worn any in days so I quickly made myself look presentable with eyeliner, mascara and lipstick. All the essentials.

"I know... she told me. She was totally in the wrong though. I mean it was Thomas who spent the night with you so it makes no sense. But honey I still see you as my daughter. You deserve a good father figure and I'm gonna be that for you," he smiled as I finished my makeup and pulled my hair into a side fishtail braid. I wanted to look - little nice.

"I know you're probably starving so how about some fast food," he offered as we pulled into the drive thru.

"Dad you're a lifesaver. I thought I was going to starve in there," I laughed as he ordered me a cheeseburger and fries.

"I wasn't gonna let that happen. When Les told me what happened I came right over. I don't know how hard it must be but I can promise as an adult, it won't happen again. As your dad, I love my daughter and I have to protect her," he said taking the food and handing it to me after paying.