You're Mine. I Bought You.

Alexis Hunt is not your average 17 year old girl. To help her desperately poor family, she takes on several part-time jobs daily. One night, a mysterious boy snatches a kiss – her first kiss! – from Alex, saying "I'll buy you." Who is this mysterious boy that stole Alex's first kiss!?

WARNING: This story contains sexual and mature content. Please read sensibly. Based on a manga.


8. Remake You

The first time I met the prince, he was half-hiding behind my mother's skirt. At that time, I was thinking 'Who are you? Why are you so clingy to my mommy?' Based on his glare, I could tell he was thinking something kind of similar.

"You two get along now.." My mother tried to push us together. The prince restrained himself from coming near me, and clung onto my mom.

In all honesty, I couldn't stand the fact that he was too close to mom. So, I hit him right on the head with my 'fun bucket.' Of course, being a rich weakling at that time in his life, he cried like the little wuss he was.

"Alex.. You're a good girl so you're going to be nice, right?" My mom was smiling, but her eyes looked as if they were about to jump out and kill me. I was pouting, but nodded anyway. She turned to the prince and brought our hands together. I was kind of shocked to find that a guy's hand was softer than my own. I confirmed to myself that he was definitely a spoilt brat.

"Daniel's real mommy has passed away in a car accident, so I'm going to be his pretend mommy for now. Will you help me out, Alex?" My mother batted her eyes at me. Even though I didn't like him, and he was bossy, and I always got the feeling that he wanted to steal my mom away from me, I did it anyway.

Slowly, I began accepting him. That's when I realized that he had a really beautiful smile. He'd smile when my mother liked the flowers he picked for her. He'd smile when he put a crown of daisies on my head. He'd just smile whenever he was with us. I didn't know it at first, but I fell in love with the prince. I'm positive that the feelings were mutual because he showed interest in me too. My first love was the prince at age 4.

Of course as a child, I didn't know that the words 'I love you' were such dangerous words. So, I always told him that he was the only one I loved. Every time my mom picked me up at the end of the day, I didn't want to go home. I wanted to be with him. Forever.

Until it happened.

The second I said "I am" to that masked man, he grabbed me and made a run for it. Everything happened so quickly it's a little too hard to recall all of it. But I do remember most of it. The beatings. The yelling. The cursing. My crying. My screaming. My begging. No 6-year-old is supposed to experience such hell.

When the kidnapper finally found out I was the wrong person, he brought me back to the exact same place he got me. The woods. He just left me there, half dead and unconscious. I wasn't found until a few hours later.

The next time I woke up was at a hospital. Needles were poked through my skin, bandages were all over my arms, legs, and head. Mom was there when I woke up. She gasped and embraced me tightly. As she rocked me gently in her arms, she cried. That was the first time I ever saw my mother cry like that. The warmth of my mother was so good. But the trauma took over and kept my body cold.

A couple hours passed, and the visitors I was anticipating finally came. The prince and his daddy. Mr. Crawford rushed into the door, and stared at me. His son was guiltily standing behind him with a large bouquet in his hands. The old man took my mother's hands and began apologizing. He spoke of regret, sorrow, pity, punishment for Daniel, and he told my mom that he'd do his best to support us in every way possible.

On the other hand, the prince reluctantly approached my bed. I watched him with vacant eyes, and just turned away. I didn't want to speak with anyone right then. But he did something very unexpected.

Instead of feeling sorry for me, he was furious. Prince threw the flowers at me forcefully. I raised my arms in defense, covering my face, causing some of the needles that were stuck in my arms to be painfully ripped out. "You shouldn't have come back! Why did you come back!?" He screamed at the top of his voice. He was venting out his guilt and regret on me. I blocked my ears, and just shivered in fear, not even noticing that blood was seeping out of the tiny holes on my arms. His yelling reminded me of the kidnapper's curses. It was scary. So scary.

Now, I finally understand why I buried those words in my heart a long time ago. Those words that have helped keep me un-regretful of my life.

"Please God, so that both he and I become happy.. Lock my memories of the Prince deep down where it can't be found. Put them in a titanium chest and burn the key."

Soon after that day, the doctors announced that I had amnesia. It was a case of selective memory loss. My mother and mr. Crawford even decided that they wouldn't remind me of anything. They planned to just never mention this part of my life to me.

Most people thought it was because of trauma, but I actually chose to forget those memories to save the prince. To save him from hating me. And to save myself. To save my own existence from wallowing in the pain of what happened.

I loved the prince so much that I even chose to forget about him.


"So you remembered!?" My mother was flabbergasted when I explained. "B-But how!? We even confronted plenty psychologists about this, and they were certain that you weren't going to be able to remember."

"Aha, well.." I chuckled dryly, "I guess they were wrong."

"I don't understand.. The doctors-" She stopped in her tracks and started a new sentence, "Did something happen between you and Daniel?" She eyeballed me.

"Haha, no mom.." I couldn't tell her about the things he did.

"Fine.. But, are you okay?" She stroked my cheek.

"Yeah." I smiled into my mom's shoulder when she pulled me in for a hug. "I've decided to leave the past in the past."

"I see.. Then I don't have to hold back anymore." Mom pulled away, and looked at me seriously.


"You know, I always regretted that things were left unresolved with Daniel.." She sighed, "I didn't get to raise him to be the perfect gentleman I had planned. So.. Alex, I want you to take my place."

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Me? Take her place? Like, being the wet nurse? That's sort of.. Difficult.

"You're late.. Where'd you go?" The prince scowled as I entered his room, "Why aren't you wearing your uniform?" Instead, I was wearing one of mom's old dresses.

"My mother told me to become your wet nurse." I replied bluntly with a big grin on my face, "So I quit being your maid and now I'm going to do that.. I got permission from your dad too. He was totally fine with it, since I was your first love after all." I emphasized on 'first love,' making him irritated.

There was a pause in the atmosphere. Then, the prince burst into laughter. "Who's the wet nurse? Who's the first love?" His tone changed from mockery to anger, "You're always going to be my maid, you penniless girl! Don't overstep your boundaries!"

I simply smiled evilly at him and replied, "Shut up, you guy-with-a-mother-complex."

Bullseye. He completely froze.

When I regained all my memories back, a huge revelation occurred. I realized that the only reason the prince loved to be with us was because my mother was there. After his real mother died, my mom was his saving grace. So, he fell head over heels for my mom. Not in a romantic way, but I guess you could call it that intense family love type of thing.

"Bitch." He snapped bitterly.

"It's true though. That's why you always looked resentful every time we went home. Also, that time we switched clothes.. You did that because you wanted to become my mom's child and be with her forever. Right?" I stared at him in a teasing manner.

"So what?" He was finally showing a little defeat.

"So?" I pulled his glasses off, and wore them, "I'm going to re-raise you as a good person! Get ready." I winked, even adding a peace sign.

My goal was to make him look at me. Not my mother. Because when I opened that door, all the sad and frightening memories vanished, and all that's left are my feelings for the prince. The feelings I used to have for the prince, and the feelings I have for him now.. I'm going to intertwine them.

Get ready, prince. I'm going to remake you.

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I would like to give all of you a massive thank you! Honestly, I'd hug every single person who's read and liked and maybe even favorited my story! 400+ views & 21 favorites.. You guys make my day :') I hope you enjoyed this short chapter! I'm going to level up the romance even more soon so not only the prince needs to get ready! Lol. Please leave a comment, like, or favorite. Thanks! Bye, beauties!xoxo
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