The Bully’s Obsession

 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  window 

I clasped my hand over my mouth to stiffle back a whimper as I stared at the window in fear,  I had shut it firmly closed,  but that hasn’t stopped him before 

He always could manage to open it and get me. 

I prayed silently… 

Prayed that he would just leave… 

Why was all these  happening to me?  I’ve been a good girl as long as I could remember… 

I’ve never hurt anyone in my entire life, at least not intentionally.. So why me? 

Why couldn’t I be like every other girls of my age? 

Tears escaped my eyes as I clutched the pillow tightly  like it would protect me.. 

From him. 

Perhaps if I don’t make a sound and just pretend to be asleep he would leave…

I curled around myself tightly, shutting  my eyes closed.

I felt the cool breeze against my skin but still didn’t open my eyes… © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

I didn’t need to. 

I knew it was him,  all my nerves were in high alert… totally aware of his very presence .

Each breath got difficult as I heard him approach me,… i could feel his dark burning gaze on me, he sat besides me on the bed,  my lips trembled violently as his fingers graze my cheeks…

He wiped at my tears slowly 

“I know you’re awake, open your eyes now and look at me ” he whispered the command slowly 

My eyes fluttered open to meet his stormy green ones , I shuddered at the burning intensity I saw there 

“Are you going to kill me? … why are you doing this to m.. me? ” I whispered scooting far away from him to the very edge of the bed.. 

His gaze narrowed to slit as if in disapproval 

“What makes you fucking think I would want to kill you? ”

“you sent me t.. those text me.. messages .. that d.. doll… why d.. do you want to kill me” I sobbed, fresh tears escaping my eyes 

He clasped my shoulders none too gently 

“what the fuck are you talking about? ”

I flinched  at his sharp tone

“you k.. know exactly what I’m talking about! ”

The text,  the threats… I know it’s all from him

“No I fucking don’t, and you have just three seconds to explain everything to me ”

I blinked back in confusion,  he hadn’t sent those texts? 

Then who did if not him? 

“I’m fucking asking you something!” he all but growled out

“it’s p.. probably n.. nothing ” I whispered still taking in the sudden revelation that it wasn’t him 

A low dangerous sound escaped rumbled from his throat 

“I’m warning you for the last time! Where are the messages! ”

I handed my cellphone slowly to him, he snatched it from my hand 

His eyes darkened with cold rage  as he read through the messages 

“who fucking sent this! ” He seethed 

“I don’t know.. I.. I thought it was y.. yo… ”

He shot me a sharp glare and I swallowed hard 

“explain everything from the beginning… you better don’t leave out any detail of it”

I started from how I got the  first text message 

When I got to the doll part I don’t realize I was shaking uncontrollably until I felt his arms  wrapped around me… 

“it’ll be okay bunny… I promise ” he whispered nuzzling against my hair,  

I totally went still against his embrace,  was he comforting me? 

I needed protection against him,  the threats doesn’t scare me even half as much as he does… 

I don’t need his comfort,  I need absolutely nothing from him,  I began to pull away when he tightened his grip warningly 

“you d.. don’t care about me,  you don’t need to pretend , I don’t need anything from you ” my voice sounded as bitter as I felt inside 

I expected him to  pull away but he didn’t,  instead he held me even more closer to him, he tilted my face to his… 

His expression strained like he was struggling with himself over something.. 

Then  he smashed his lips to mine in a forceful kiss,  his lips were bruising and hurting as it pushed against mine, his tongue plunge deep inside of my mouth… tasting… punishing… sucking the little oxygen out of my lungs 

My head felt dizzy,  just when I thought I would pass out he let’s go of me.. I didn’t mistake the burning desire in his eyes… It made my legs feel weak.

“y.. you are right… I’m not doing anything for you,  I just don’t share what belongs to me ”

“your tears… your fears should all come from me,  no one else has the fucking right to make you feel so scared… you are all mine! “he growled into my neck,  his voice dripping with raw possession 

“I’m n.. not yours,  I belong to myself” I whispered still panting to catch my breath 

A dark chuckle escape his mouth 

“you have no fucking idea… soon… soon bunny, you don’t have to be scared of anything… except for me…  because I’m going to do things to you..  bad things”

His words sent a wave of shiver through my whole body, I couldn’t look away from his penetrating gaze…. 

He flung off his boots and began to make himself comfortable on my bed

“w.. what are you d.. doing? ”

“I’m staying over tonight ” he stated as if it was the most obvious thing on the planet 

The blood drained out of my face completely. 

“you won’t! my parents might come in and… ”

Something akin to anger and hate flashed through his gaze momentarily 

“they don’t give two shits about you!.”

“what do you mean by that?”

I was tempted to ask him about my missing uncle who worked for them, but the experience in the janitors closet had me swallowing back my words. 

He completely ignores my question as he barks out , tapping on the space beside him on the bed. 

“come over here now! ”

I shook my head my head slowly in refusal.. 

An irritated look flashed across his face 

“you’ll regret it if I get you myself , I don’t plan on doing anything to you,  so don’t give me ideas ”

I slowly walked up to him,  my whole body quivering in fear……….. and anticipation? 

True to his words, he didn’t do anything …. not like I expected him to keep his words 

He spooned me tightly against him,  my back pressed against his chest , his warm breath fanned on my neck 

I stilled when he wrapped his arm around my waist possessively ensuring there was no distance left between us …

I don’t know how long we stayed,  minutes…. maybe  hours when he spoke again 

“I tried to stay away from you this past week,  I fucking tried …..” his voice came out as a strained whisper… he was talking more to himself than to me.

His gaze were burning holes right into the back of my head.

“what did you fucking do to me? ”

His fingers brushed through my hair gently,  a shiver shook me when he placed a lingering kiss on the crook of my neck. 

“Don’t Gracie,  don’t fucking make me feel anything for you…. you’ll so regret it” he spoke in a soft dangerous voice that sent goosebumps over my body..