The Bully’s Obsession

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 doing 

I 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 felt

By 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, it made me wonder if it was fear from the threats or of me, perhaps a combination of both.  

We were so close,  her warm supple body was pressed against mine as she slept. 

I should get some sleep too, but I was staring at her like a man obsessed, yeah , that was the correct word for it. 

I forced myself to shut my eyes closed, knowing fully well I was going to be visited again by the nightmare that has hunted me for years…..

The darkness…. 

I was seven once again Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

I plastered myself against the wall, clenching the weapon in my hands tightly as I stared at the built man in front of me. 

Matteo.  He was one of dad’s trusted aides 

He was never one of our men, he had been planted by dad’s side for so many years by one of our enemies, dad found out a little too late about  it. 

Too late. 

“Let them go,” I shouted, sparing a glance at my parents who had a gun raised to their heads. 

“I said let them go! “I yelled at the top of my lungs, he halted and tilted his head around to look at me, “What are you going to do, little boy? Shoot me?” He mocked, and my eyes blazed in anger. My father had trained me and brother for shooting, and now was the time to put those skills to test.

“I will if I have to,” I said, tilting my gun upwards. 

“Keep that down boy. Or she dies”

My seven year old heart lurched when he pulled five year old Jenny in front of him, the barrel of his gun pressed to her head. 

She had tears in her eyes, her lips trembled with fear of the situation. 

Mom was sobbing aloud as she stared from me to Jenny. 

Dad gave me a curt nod and I did as I was told 

My heart ached , today was supposed to be mom and dad’s wedding anniversary, but it had now turned into a nightmare that I wanted to end.

Everything happened so fast , some of dad’s men rushed inside… 

There were gunshots and screams everywhere .

Then it was all over. A heart breaking silence as I looked around. 

There was so much blood , our once sparkling white carpet was covered in it  .

Mom was lying with a bullet hole to her head, her once beautiful white gown was now bloodied. 

She wasn’t moving, neither was Jenny.. .. 

Dead. 

The word registered in my head as we rushed towards them , Jenny was still breathing. 

Barely .

But she didn’t make it to the hospital,  the bullet had struck one of her vital organs. 

She had suffered so much and I couldn’t do anything to help her. 

My eyes snapped open , I touched my face to find it wet.

Wet? 

Dad wasn’t the same after that, he became so distant and we moved entirely to a different state. 

He never allowed us to cry, it wouldn’t change a damn thing and he was right, but that didn’t stop me,  I cried every single night but it didn’t ease the pain I felt inside. 

Not even the least bit. 

I wanted revenge but all the perpetrators were dead. Dad made sure of that. 

But then I found her.

How could she sleep so peacefully after they ruined our lives? 

My heart burned with renewed hatred towards her. 

She was that person’s daughter because of whom I lost the tiniest bit of happiness I ever had… 

Her delicate neck was exposed as she snores softly, it would be so easy to strangle her , even as I thought about it, I knew I couldn’t do it. 

I would never be able to. 

I shouldn’t want her the way I did, I feel like I’m betraying mom , Jenny…….. and even myself. 

All I wanted to feel was hate but It went a lot deeper than that .

As if aware of the looming danger , her eyes flickered open slowly.

“H.. Hayden? ”

She whispered so softly , confusion written all over her face,  a spike of anger swept through me 

“It’s all because of you!  ” I hissed wrapping my hand around her neck,  not so tight,  but enough to leave a mark

She looked surprised by my sudden outburst and I tightened my grip even more 

She was crying now and it made me even the hell madder

“why do you have to act so fragile , to gain my sympathy? it only makes me hate you more!”

I let go of my grip and she moved away from me, setting a good distance between us….

“I don’t w.. want your sympathy,  I already said I don’t w.. want anything from you. I never will”

A dark chuckle escaped my mouth. 

“You don’t have to want it,  but you’ll take everything I give to you but this time they’ll be no going back between us” I said,  my mouth now pressed in a grim line  

“what does that mean? ”

“you’ll see”

I noticed she was staring at me observantly…… I didn’t like it one bit… I felt like she was trying to read through me…

“what? ” I asked getting impatient of all the staring 

“Hayden were you crying? ”

I was taken aback by her question ..

“your eyes are red and.. and.. ” 

“Do I look like I could fucking cry about anything ? You are going to do all the crying….. If I were you I would be worried about myself, because your time is almost up” I snapped,  it had the effect I wanted,  she was no longer focused on staring at me….. at least not in the way she did earlier…. 

“time for w.. what? ” she stuttered 

“You are going to get fucked. Hard. you should prepare yourself. There would be no escape ” I paused after each words,  my meaning clear. 

She blanched visibly at my words,  the fear made her eyes seem wider as she struggled to take a breath .

I knew she understood me. 

But it wouldn’t be as simple as she thought, she could never have imagined the things that was going to happen 

Her life was about to change. For worse.

In two days she was going to understand… 

No one was really concerned about her,  not even her so called family , then he wouldn’t have made that deal with me years ago….. 

She has already been mine from the beginning… 

She was just waiting to be offered to me In a platter 

And it won’t be long.