The Bully’s Obsession

 I ran the brush through my hair once again until it was silkly straight ,  I was dressed in the beautiful red gown mom had gifted me earlier today as a birthday gift. 

Since I didn’t want a party I decided to hang out with Lyn and Clarissa,  we will first have a little celebration, grab some drinks… , then have a sleepover at Lyn’s house. 

I took a glance at the wall clock,  I still had about ten minutes to go. I didn’t receive any threat messages all through out yesterday neither have I heard anything from Hayden  since that night he spent in my room… 

“mom.. dad.. I’m leaving ” I called out making my way downstairs. 

I met them in the living room discussing in low tones,  mom’s face was quite pale… 

“mom what’s wrong?” she turned to face me looking quite startled. 

I stared from her to dad , something wasn’t right. 

“is something wrong? I just said I was leavin… ”

“Y… you can’t leave ” Dad said swallowing hard,  he looked nervous about something… like very nervous. 

My brows drew in confusion,  why were they behaving so strange? could something bad have happened? ,  I was just about to ask when a knock sounded from the door .

“um.. I’ll get that” 

“you can’t ” mom voiced out , stopping my movement. 

Okay… now I know something was truly wrong… 

“sweetie…. why don’t you go upstairs to your room for a while ”This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

“m.. mom?” my voice was laced with doubts

“Now!  no more questions!”  Dad yelled leaving no room for arguments… 

I slowly made my way upstairs to my room,  what was going on?  I paced about nervously.. 

What could be wrong with them?  Why were they looking and even sounded fearful? 

I couldn’t just sit by .. i needed to find out. 

I made my way downstairs searching my gaze around ,  the living room was empty .  I heard voices coming out of dad’s study and slowly made my way over. 

The door was slightly  ajar, a very familiar voice stopped me right on my tracks 

Hayden’s? 

The hairs on my body stood at it’s ends.

How could he know my parents? And they also appeared to know him.. ?

What was going on? 

They were so engrossed in their arguments that they didn’t hear me enter.. 

 “We’ve kept this secret from her for all her eighteen years  , we can’t just tell her now that we aren’t her real parents ….” mom spoke 

I stood motionless like a mannequin, it felt as if a bucket of ice has been dumped on me. 

They weren’t my parents? 

No… No… It couldn’t be true,  I must have heard it all wrong…. 

“That’s your business. I’m  here to take her,  we had a deal. and time’s up”

“You can’t just tak…..”

“mom.. w.. what’s going on here? ” I interrupted whatever mom was saying 

All of  their gazes snapped towards me but my gaze was focused on Hayden’s

My mind was in a complete mess right now. 

“Why did you say you weren’t my parents? ”

“Sweetie w.. we… ”

“You didn’t tell her… I guess it’s up to me” Hayden bit out , his hard gaze on me

He made a grip of my hand suddenly, dragging me out of the room , making his way out of the house… 

I stared at my parents,  why weren’t they helping?  dad clasped mom’s shoulders when she began to make her way over to us. Stopping her. 

Tears burned in my eyes.  What was going on here? 

“let go of me! ” I yelled struggling to break free,  he opened the car and practically shoved me inside,  locking us from inside out as he drove off

We stared at each other momentarily and miraculously he broke the stare first. 

“where are you taking me? ” panic etched in my voice as I stared out the window 

He didn’t bother with a reply as he kept driving with a speed I was sure wasn’t safe by any means 

“what were you doing with my parents ? What discussion do you have with them? ”

“You heard them. They aren’t your parents ”

“that’s a lie! I don’t believe that! ” I screamed out 

“You had an uncle named Matteo. He’s your real father ”

I shook my head in denial and shock

“you are lying! I don’t believe anything you say ” I repeated 

He was lying… he had to be… everything felt surreal to me… I would just close my eyes and open them to find out it was all a dream. 

“Am I? Then why didn’t they try to stop me when I took you away? ”

“Even if that was the truth,  why are you taking me…  what does it have to do with you? ”  

His gaze snapped to mine , his hands clenched tightly on the wheel 

“It has everything to do with me or you wouldn’t be here. ”

“what do you mean? ” I asked but he didn’t bother with a reply 

“Whappened to him? uncle Matteo. Why didn’t he ever return… I know he was working for your family.. Then he disappeare… ”

The vein in his neck  strained, threatening to snap, the car came to a screeching halt so suddenly I nearly lost my balance,  I looked to see we were in front of his house 

He opened his door and walked out while I stayed frozen to mine

Yanking my side of the door  open , he made a harsh grip on my arm 

“Get out”

“I’m not going anywhere with you!” I hissed struggling in futility against his iron like grip 

He practically dragged me inside of his house 

My back slammed against the wall with so much force that I cried out from the pain.

“you fucking want to know what happened to him? ” he hissed , his fingers digging into my face, I thought my jaw would snap from the amount of pressure he was applying 

“he’s fucking dead!  and you should have along with him”

“d.. dead? ” I stuttered numbly,  although I’ve thought of the possibility before, but hearing it from his lips shook me to a whole new level 

“you are not deaf so stop repeating my words! ”

“Did you kill h.. him? ”

“That doesn’t matter , the fact is you are here,  and you are going to pay for his sins” he hissed across my face 

“Are you g… going to kill me?”

For a moment he looked taken aback , almost…. compassionate even, he blinked and it was gone , perhaps I had merely imagined it. 

“what crime did he commit?  why do you hate him so much! ”

“He fucking killed my mother and sister! ” he roared 

I wasn’t prepared for his answer nor for the shock that shook me,  I expected anything….. just anything… Except for this… 

H.. how could.. it…. 

“No more questions, now you get fucked… i already told you they’ll be no escape ”

A sob shook my whole body,  my knees buckled, I would have fell if not for his hard grip on me

He grabbed a fistful of my hair painfully and began to lick the corners of my face… licking away my tears…. 

He ripped of my shirt and bra,  leaving my upper body bared to him.. my arms were pinned above my head as his fingers grazed my nipples 

“such nice tits”

I cried when he squeezed and  slapped them hard , he didn’t stop until they were sore and red with his palm imprints 

He sucked harshly on one nipple,  his fingers twisting the other painfully..  

It hurts so badly but there was no mercy in his gaze.

He looked like he was satisfied by my pain 

He took more of my breast into his mouth,  he feasted on it so violently until a bead of milk appeared,  he lapped at it for a moment before looking up at me once again 

“I hope from hell he sees your slutty self get punished for his mistakes ”

He pulled at my panties,  tearing off the flimsy materials, two of his fingers slid into me without warning..