I tossed and turned ,trapped in my thoughts....
I couldn't stay on the bed any longer, I began to pace about while awaiting mom's returnThe image of a younger Hayden along with that little girl and dad kept resurfacing in my head ..If Hayden knew my dad then was I perhaps missing something?
I heard some noises in the living room and knew mom was back....Only she could answer the questions burning through my mind....
I quickly made my way downstairs ,clasping the picture tightly as if it was some evidence of some sort..."Hey sweetie" she greeted with a tired smile.....Without saying a word I handed the picture over to her, she accepted it and I watched as the blood slowly drained out of her face...
"Mom what's wrong?"
"Where did you get this!" She snapped , her voice raised in anger...It was really rear for mom to raise her voice and
It was time for physical exercise class, it seemed I was in luck today because I managed to escape bumping into him every single time...I walked with Clarissa into the girls locker room to change into our sports attire , which consists of a simple T-shirt and plain pair of trousers .."Do you think the rumors are true?"Her voice broke into my trail of thoughts"Pardon?""Its been all over the school that Hayley got pregnant.....and that's the reason she quitted school "I wasn't surprise, she was one of the popular girls who frequently hang out with the jocks......"Can you imagine she pushed me the other day in the hallway , now look who isn't going to graduate..." She snickeredI made a roll of my eyes at the satisfied smile on her face"Now I see, this is like some sort of personal revenge for you isn't it?"We finished chan
My blood pulsed in my veins when that dumb bitch hits her with the ball hard on her stomach.She'd toppled over with the pain , my body tensed , my jaw ticked with barely restrained anger....It would surely leave a bruise and that fact made me even madder....No one else, only I have the right to hurt her....To leave my mark on her delicate skin....The intense possessiveness I feel towards her sometimes scares me and it was growing even worse by the dayI knew she was just right outside when I was giving Brittany a little warning , I don't need to look before my body recognizes her presence.....That was something only she could do.I stormed out deciding to just ignore her but I couldn't.....My body ached to see her.....to touch her...She was addicting.The thought of how much power she has over me without even making an effort filled me with fury, thank goodness
I squeezed my boobs together as he glide his glistened shaft over it, precum leaking out to smear down to my stomach....It was so degrading and humiliating, he grunts out his pleasure as he sprayed his seed all over my breast and stomach .He swiped some of his semen from the tip of my nipples and held it to my lips, the act felt so dirty, I felt as if I was being owned by him.... claimed by him....I unwillingly felt a jolt of sensation that traveled all the way to my center....I hated this, but at the same time I was throbbing with need, my juices were overflowing down my thighsHow will I ever get back to my life after all these is over?I wouldn't be able to, not after everything and something told me there were still more to come....
Dad doesn't have any tattoos as long as far as I knewBut in this picture the tattoos covered a large part of his neck before disappearing into the materials of his clothingHow was this even possible?Dad was sure a man of discipline, his personality sure doesn't match what I'm seeing right in this picture.But then again this picture must have been taken more than ten years ago, perhaps during that time he must have drawn one, then decided to erase it as he got older...With these explanations I was once again struck in a dead end...I had to find out something, I just had a strong desire to which came from the fact that he'd hurt and degraded me all my lifeNow that it seemed there was a reason behind it I have to find out..Why Hayden Mcandrew despises me so much.. And why....Why he's so obsessed with me...
Punch....Punch.....I kept delivering hard punches to the bag.That fucking bastard was back, I knew because I've always assigned people who keep watch at their house and report to me if the situation was something big.I gave another hard punch to the bag.He couldn't even protect his own daughter from me.....from what I was still going to do to her...... .but then again she wasn't really his daughter ,even if she was he still wouldn't have been able to keep her safe away from me...His effort wouldn't have made a fucking difference but the bastard didn't even try , he was too much of a pussy for that.Some times he just looks so much like his god damned brother that I feel like pulling a bullet through his head, he knew that and had wisely stayed away all these years.I wondered why he decided to return though, perhaps he thinks I must have forgotten...Definitel
It's been a week.A week since I found out that I had an uncle....An uncle whose disappearance probably have something to do with Hayden McAndrewOnce again I was stuck in a dead end, I couldn't ask mom about the details, not after the way she reacted the last time.Why did he suddenly disappear without a trace?Why didn't they get the police involve? Instead they kept it a secret...I would have to find a way to find out about it my self..The past week has been pure hell for me , he didn't make any sexual assault on my body but his painful grips , shoving me around lockers and desk , tearing my assignments sheets and his crude words were still enough to make my life miserableI would always feel his gaze on me though, the intensity of it always made by blood run cold, I couldn't help but fear the cruel intentions behind those stormy green eyes .I kept my assignments on the nightsta
I went to bed with the threat hanging all over my head, aside from the locker incident earlier today there haven't been any other messages .Lyn had kept insisting I tell her the truth...I didn't.I couldn't, she left after that but I assume she was mad at me.Every time I close my eyes, images of the lifeless doll ...the red paints kept replaying in my head...I couldn't sleep....not like this...I froze when my cellphone binged, I shuddered with terror when I saw it was from the same unknown number .My fingers trembled as I read through the message, I should probably ignore them, but I couldn't for some unknown reason ."your blood would feel nice under my knife bitch, I'm watching you;"Oh god!At the same time I heard a noise, it was coming from the windowI clasped my hand over my mouth to stiffle back a whimp
I knew the moment she finally relaxed enough to fall asleep beside me, I withdrew my cellphone from my pocket and made a quick call to Sebastian,sending him the details about the situation.I knew he was going to ask questions...About the fuck I was doingI wasn't supposed to be protecting her...I couldn't take those death threat she got lightly, when I find out who was behind it I'm fucking gonna make sure they regret every tear she shed....Every single fear she feltBy looks of it, the person wasn't smart enough to use the same number more than once.I wasn't doing this because I fucking cared about her which Sebastian probably thinks is the case.She was mine and no one else has the right to mess with my property, even if I want to end her, it would only be on my terms.Even in her sleep she looked so tensed, her shoulders were stiff,