Chapter 153: You Get What You Demand

Rain

I didn’t survive the darkness to make it back to the light. I died that day. Rain died, and in her place was born someone else, someone not me who was capable of performing the way that they demanded. She was able to be who I never could be. She could be their trained Barbie doll with no real feelings or emotions, but perfectly able to act like she feels and thinks, but it’s an act. She is nothing but a robot, programmed for what they demand.

I perform for him the way he wishes; I respond sexually and say the right things about how wonderful he is. I kiss him back the way he wants. I dress the way he wants. I say what he wants me to say during our conversations.

He wants to go swimming, we go swimming. He wants to fuck, we fuck. He wants to walk the beach, we walk the beach. He wants to hold my hand, he holds my hand. He wants me to say I love him, I say I love him. Anything he wants, she is able to perform for him. I am no longer a consideration. There was no way that Rain could ever do what he demanded.

We are leaving the island and going back to the O’Connor compound tomorrow. I am packing our bags as he requested. He comes and leans against the door, looking at me and watching what I am doing. I don’t pause; he made a request, so I am supposed to fulfill it.

“Are you excited about seeing the kids tomorrow?” I pause and look at him and smile softly.

“Why, of course I am.” He tilts his head, looking at me.

I go back to packing the clothes. He comes over and pulls me to him and grabs my hair, pulling my head back. He kisses me, so I kiss him back, mirroring what he does. He pushes me down to the ground on my knees, so I go to the ground on my knees. When he uses my mouth to get himself off, I moan as he wishes me to. I do what he tells me to do without complaint. When he is done, I get back up and once again complete my task.

He seems rather moody and confused, but I am not sure why. I have done all he has asked me to do. I no longer complain. I no longer fight. I no longer resist. I am the perfect thing he wished for me to be.

Sade

Something is beyond wrong with Rain. She has turned into a Stepford wife, quite literally. So, now I have this plastic, robotic woman who does absolutely everything I ask. Yet, she is not really alive. There is no true emotion anywhere; it is all pretend. It is a weird echo of what I used to do when I was growing up. I didn’t really feel the things people thought I should, so I learned to fake it.

The problem is Rain has no clue how to really fake it, so she is just fake period. I have pushed over and over to see if I could see some flicker of Rain that would peek through, but absolutely nothing. She lets me fuck her when I want; she drops to her knees and blows me when I want. She says yes to absolutely anything I say. She even said she loved me the other day when I told her to. However, there was no truth to any of it. She is still blank, but in a totally different way.

She gave me exactly what I asked for, absolutely word for word. However, it is not Rain that is there anymore. I am not sure who the fuck this is, honestly. So, now I am stuck. I made a demand, gave her an ultimatum, and she fulfilled all of the things I demanded, so I can’t say anything about her not doing what I asked, because she has. It is just not the way I ever imagined her doing so.

We go home tomorrow, and I have no clue how any of this is going to really go now. So, all I can do at this point is wait and see.

When we get to the house, everyone is staring bug-eyed at her. She is smiling that stupid plastic smile, but she is being overly polite and answering everyone’s questions. Then the disaster strikes. The kids, they absolutely freak out at her for the first time ever; they refuse to go to their own mother. They can sense something is very wrong, and this isn’t really their mother. I watch and wait to see if she snaps out of it for them, with them freaking out at her the way they are.

She doesn’t. She seems to just keep going and trying to take care of them the way she thinks we want her to, while maintaining whatever the fuck this now is. I see Barnabas watching her with horror written all over his face. He looks at me and nods his head at his office.

“Rain, I’ll be right back. I need to go and speak with your father.” She looks up at me and smiles that fake plastic smile.

“Certainly, take your time. We are all fine here.” I go and kiss her, and when she kisses me just like that, once again, everyone just gasps at watching her. I shake my head and go to find Barnabas.

“What the absolute fuck is that? That is not my daughter." I shrug.

“I had to give her an ultimatum. I told her I would have her committed and take the kids away if she didn’t stop blanking out. She had to stop doing what she was doing, and learn how to be my wife. She couldn’t act like that being the daughter and wife of leaders, and when she had such a bad panic attack that she passed out, this is what there was when she woke up. This is what she has been for the last week basically now.” I sat down heavily on the chair in front of his desk.

“What do we do, Sade? That is not her; she’s not in there anymore, so how the fuck do we fix her?” He looked very distressed.

I rubbed my hands over my face. “I have no idea, and I’m not honestly sure we can. I am not sure I can undo whatever the fuck I did that caused this.” he shakes his head and goes and gets us both drinks, and we just sit there drinking and thinking about what to do.