“Girl, he didn’t!.” My best friend, Olivia, but everyone calls her Ollie, stopped in the middle of the hallway, causing more than three people to bump into her and other people and she carried on without apologizing. I’m not even sure she’s knows she stopped.
“You don’t have to be so loud about it, Ollie and let’s continue working. The last thing I want is to be late to a class I already missed a lesson on. I wouldn’t be able to catch up anymore” I said, hurrying her along. If I allow it, I know we’re going to be here for a long while while she extracts all the details from me.
I had just told her about Adrian being my stepbrother and what he said to me last night. I know I’m not supposed to tell anyone but Ollie is not just anyone and it’s only a matter of time before she finds out anyway. I couldn’t stop her from visiting and she’s bound to find out then. I had to tell her before then.
After Adrian left my room last night, it took me quite a while before I could get some sleep and that’s only because I reminded myself that I needed to come to school today and it wouldn’t do for me to come to school with barely an hour of sleep in. I wouldn’t be able to concentrate and that’d only make everything worse.
I kept replying his words over and over in my head till I could repeat everything verbatim. I didn’t just think about what he said, but how his voice sounded when he said it.
It was silky, annoyed yet still flirty and I know girls are killing themselves, metaphorically of course, to hear that voice being directed at them and despite the fact that he had basically degraded me, I couldn’t help but blush a little when I remember his voice.
This morning had been a crazy one. I had woken up extra early despite sleeping late, par his instructions so I don’t miss going outside with him. We both greeted our parents who came out to watch us get in his car and drive off, just like he predicted.
“Don’t get any ideas into your head. And sit still, I don’t want my car interior smelling like you just because you couldn’t stay in one position for all of two minutes” He barely looked at me while he said this but I did as he said, afraid to even breathe.
He dropped me off as soon as we turned a corner, sure none of our parents would be able to see us now. I walked as fast as I could to school because I wanted to get in extra early to be able to tell Ollie about it without being distracted in class.
And here we are.
“Omg, that’s so wild. And that last line he said to you? He should totally star as a villain in a movie. He already has the looks anyway” I was grateful when she resumed walking again.
“Yeah, he’s alright” I said, wanting to wrap up this entire conversation. It’s only a few minutes to the ring of the bell and I know Ollie wouldn’t shut up about this if she is given the chance.
“You know he’s more than alright, Jay.” She’s the only one who calls me Jay and I kind of like it even though it makes me mad sometimes. “I’m so jealous” She said and sighed.
“Of?.” I looked at her, quizzically.
“Of the fact that you live with the baddest yet hottest guy in this school and you get to see him everyday. Oh, and you get to see his hot body too. That’s literally every girl’s dream. You currently have a storybook life, my dear lucky friend. I’m jealous, yet so happy for you”.
I roll my eyes at her but smiled anyway. She wasn’t lying.
“I’m happy for me too” My head whipped to look at her and she gave me a little sly smile. “This means my sleepovers and visits will become a little more frequent. I can’t pass up an opportunity to see that hot body even more up close and personal”.
This made me laugh. I should have known. But now, the thoughts of Adrian’s hot body is refusing to leave my head. From the way his shirt hugged his body and the way his clothes fit, I knew he’d be ripped and seeing him shirtless will probably be one of the things that’d complete my life. I could die happy after seeing that.
Those thoughts were now getting me excited and I had to shake it off my mind before stepping inside the classroom, not before Ollie gave me a knowing look though and we both giggled before turning serious. We both know that gossip ends at the door. We don’t joke around with our studies and that’s one of the things I love most about her. How she helps me be even more serious.
The classes went by and we didn’t have any chances to talk about anything until lunch and even then, all she wanted to talk about was Adrian. I didn’t indulge her because one, we were in the school’s cafeteria and anyone could overhear and start rumors and two, he’s right there.
He’s sitting at his usual table with his friends and he somehow looks even better than this morning. It was almost like the classes or studying didn’t do anything to him other than make him shine. That’s supposed to be illegal. The myth of school air doesn’t apply to him at all.
“Do you want to talk to him?” Ollie said, jolting me out of my thoughts.
I gave her my most expressive, “are you serious right now” look and she burst into giggles. “Girl, it’s not funny. Haven’t you been listening to a word I said? He literarily looked me dead in the eyes and told me he wouldn’t acknowledge I exist in school and you want me to go and embarrass myself? How are you my best friend again?”.
I pretended to be mad even though we both know I’m joking about that. Soon, we were both laughing so hard that kids from other tables turned to look at us. Adrian’s table turned too and I’ve never seen us sober up that fast. Once they faced away, we burst into another round and we left the cafeteria as soon as possible before someone starts recording us and we end up as the girls who need to go to an asylum.
“You’re coming for book club later?” Ollie asked me. She’s the captain of the only book club in the school since we had to be in one of the clubs and we were disinterested in the rest of them so she basically just went to the principal and a day later, we had a new club.
At first it was just five of us, that was the minimal number of members we had to have and we found a few kids that didn’t want to be in the rest of the clubs too. Now we have quite a handful number of members. We didn’t use the term club president for her because “it didn’t sit well” with her. Not like anyone cares what we call her and she likes it like that.
“Unfortunately, no” Her face fell and I understood. This is the first time I’ll be missing our meetings too. “I have to go wait for Adrian and it’s quite a long walk. I didn’t tell him I had club so he will be pissed. I’ll explain everything to him when I get home and I’ll make sure not to miss anymore”.
“Oh. That’s okay then. As long as it’s for Adrian” She wiggled her brows at me, her face lifting into a smile. Such a manwhore, I thought, laughing. I love her so much.
We split for our last class since we had varied ones and we said goodbye. On another day, she’d be waiting for me after this class to go for the meeting but it looks like it’s till some other day.
I promised to text her everything that happens if anything juicy happens and we departed.
The class felt so long compared to the other ones mostly because I kept staring at the clock every minute. As soon as the bell was rung, I was the first to leave the class which was quite unusual because I usually waited to ask the teacher one or two questions but if I don’t leave immediately, I’ll be late and I’m sure high and mighty Adrian wouldn’t like that.
I walked as fast as I could, sweat dripping down my face from the hot sun. Adrian wasn’t there yet and I heaved a sigh of relief.
“Get in” I hadn’t heard his car roll up beside me, so it startled me. “And don’t get your sweat on my upholstery or you’ll have to clean every inch of it”.
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Oh my God.Did that just happen? "How would I survive!" I winced and clapped my hands to my face as a sign of relief. I really wish this hadn't happened.Now like he said, I'll have to "survive" and not "live" for the rest of my life. Or so.This treatment is totally not sitting right with me. First, I have to miss book club meetings with my best friend and I also have to put up with his nasty behavior for two minutes while I still get to walk all the way down to the house.Speaking of house, my mind became a little at rest bec I was thinking of "the house". It's a mansion duh, and I have access to so many cool things, like the study, the pool, the alcohol room- for one, I haven't tasted alcohol in my entire life but I know if I do, I wouldn't be that nerd who's only known as an academic beast, I get to be cool.And for the study- maybe that's where my love story begins. Adrian walks in and sees me in a white dress with my hair packed up and he comes to me from behind. "You smell hor
Adrian POVI was preparing for practice as basketball is the only place I feel like myself.As I laced up my sneakers and put on my jersey, I felt a sense of calm wash over me. The court was the one place where I could escape from all the pressures of school and life. It was the one place where I felt like I could truly be myself. I could forget about all the expectations and the demands that were placed on me and just focus on the game.As I dribbled the ball and shot a few practice shots, I felt my worries fade away. It was just me, the ball, and the net. Nothing else mattered. It was like therapy, in a way. I could focus on it all day long.As I moved across the court, my mind started to wander to thoughts of my family. I thought about how things had changed since my dad remarried. It wasn't that I didn't like my stepmom, it was just that things were different now. I felt like I was always trying to measure up to her expectations, and it was exhausting. All my life I've been
Jane's POVI can't believe I did that."Oh my God!" I exclaimed, my eyes wide. "Why are you shirtless?"Adrian didn't turn around, but shook his head surprised by my reaction. "Uh, because I was getting dressed? What's the big deal?""I don't know. You tell me."He turned around and looked at me, a smirk on his face. "What's the matter, Jane? Never seen a guy without a shirt before?" he teased.I felt my face flush and I stammered, "I-I just wasn't expecting to see you like that, okay?"Adrian laughed and said, "Relax, it's no big deal. Just a guy in his boxers."I tried to regain my composure. "Fine, whatever. The Gardener wants you downstairs, so can we just get this over with?" I said, trying to sound annoyed. But deep down, I was still feeling a little flustered."Yes ma'am." He said and I couldn't help but smile.Aa I entered the reading space where Ollie was I just heard "Holy shit! Is that Adrian shirtless?" She asked so excitedly that it began to annoy me."Oh my goodness! It
Jane's POV I arrived at school before Adrian which was a wholesome surprise to me. That morning, he and I said nothing to each other. I refused to start a conversation with him, and he in turn rolled his eyes at the sight of me, sneering before getting into his car. I was fully dressed and waiting for him. He honked, and I opened the door to the backseat of his car and got in.The car engine purred softly as it pulled out of the driveway, leaving a trail of silence in its wake, which eluded the car as he drove out of the house, and headed for the school. Adrian kept his eyes fixed on the road ahead, not caring to glance at me once. I didn't turn in his direction either. Despite how hard it was not to take a second look at the new pair of Gucci pants and the Louis Vuitton polo he had on, I kept my gaze on the road. I was also itching to stare at his beautiful, curled hair, or lock my eyes in his, but I didn't want to be bullied. I held onto the resolve I made last night.Minutes later
Ollie POVI was on my way to the parking lot, where my mom waited for me every day after school. She hadn't arrived yet, so there was no need to hurry. I took the longest route, the path through the basketball court. Pausing to drool at the sight of Adrie and his hot teammates, practicing. I could spend the whole day looking at them, but that would be considered an awkward obsession.They were all gathered in the basketball court, their fancy and designer sneakers squeaking against the polished floor. Sweat dripped down their brows as they ran drills, passing the ball and shooting hoops. The sun was shining and it made the weather hot. The scent of fresh-cut grass filled the air. It was like a scene from a movie, except these boys were hotter than most movie characters.One boy, in particular, stood out from the rest. Maybe he didn't, but in my eyes, he did. He was tall and muscular, and moved with grace and precision. His shots were always on target, and his passes were all perfect.
Chapter NineOllie POVThe air was thick with tension as I approached the door of the classroom, my fist raised to knock. It was a hot afternoon and my heart was racing in my chest. The sweat on my brow was starting to drip down my face, but I ignored it. I needed to know what was behind the door. Or rather, who was behind the door. And why he was crying so profusely. I had told my mom the biggest lie I could think of - that I was studying with Jane in the library, and we would be unable to join her in her car, as Jane had failed the physics test. I told my mom that Jane was too sad to leave the library until she understood the topic. That didn't make any sense, and I didn't even have an explanation for it, but I simply hoped that she'd believe me and have no reason to call Jane for confirmation. I went on to tell my mother to go home without me, that I was going to come home with Jane and her mother, in their car. "Be home before six this evening." She responded. I smiled with rel
Chapter TenOllie POV "I don't hate Jane."As he navigated through the path that led to my house, he spoke to me about so many things. It felt as though I would fly. He and I were in his car, having the most calm and polite conversation ever. Me, Adrian? Definitely a dream come true. That wasn't all, he and I were talking about his feelings. "I don't hate you either." He swerved swiftly to the left, avoiding a careless pedestrian. "Stupid woman!" He cursed, rolling his eyes. My eyes didn't move away from him, so I had barely noticed the woman, nor did I see anyone else on the road."Why are you so mean to her, me, and everyone else?" I was talking about Jane and he knew. He barely bullied me or others. It was just Jane."I just wish I were better at anything. School, sports, music, anything.""You play basketball so well." I complimented."Yeah, right. I am just overhyped because we go in my father's van for games outside the school.""No, for real. you play excellently." I knew noth
Chapter 11Jane's POVOlivia got to the cinema before me, and was seated already, when I strode in casually. My eyes scan for a perfect position."Over here," a female voice called out. I looked in its direction and saw her seated at the far end of the room, clutching firmly to a pack of popcorn and a bottle of drink.I shuttled quickly towards her, a grin plastered on my face. "You seem very pumped about tonight. What's so special about this movie? I know you are not a big fan, anyway."Olivia smiled, but said nothing. "Sit," she finally said. And showed me a spot next to her. "There's so much I need to tell you, but that'll be after the movie."I locked my eyes in hers, and wore a questioning look. "Hm," I blurted. "I guess I can wait till then." As I was about to settle down, my eyes caught a disturbing figure. He had seemed to walk past us quite quickly, I couldn't say for sure if my eyes had seen correctly. Deciding not to burden myself with thoughts of him, I turned to Olivia. "
Adrian POV Mum pulled out a CD from her pocket and put it in the CD slot, the television turned on and it was a dark room. A door opened and someone was thrown in it, I recognised who. It was Jane. She was in a revealing two piece dress, my eyes widened and I looked at Michelle. She was looking at the floor and tears were pouring down her face. I looked back at the television and saw the door slammed close on her, she was banging on the door begging to be let out. She was sobbing and crying. I couldn't keep my tears in and began to cry. Ollie and Steve walked out of the room and I could see Steve had his arm around Ollie because of how much she was crying. I could hear a different voice and I gasped. That was my voice. I sat up straight in my bed as Jane looked up at the camera and it was heartbreaking to see the state she was in. Jonas was using my voice to verbally abuse her, he began to hurl insults at her. She was rocking back and forth and I could hear he
Adrian POVI could feel my eyes slowly opening, the headache I had was killing me. I didn't really want to wake up. I'd rather go back to sleep, I felt so tired. My eyes opened and the blinding light in the room made me groan and I moved my hand to cover my eyes. A sharp pain ran through my arm making me yelp in pain.Fuck sake, what was wrong with me? Maybe I should be working out more. My muscles were too sore. Screw that, the only exercise I needed was with Jane, I tried to feel around for the body of my darling.I moved my hand all over the bed trying to find her. When I couldn't, I opened my eyes and sat up, which caused more pain to erupt through my body. I groaned and held my head and used my other hand to massage my shoulder. That only made it hurt more.I looked around the room and my eyes widened whenI saw it wasn't my room. I looked all around the space feeling a sense of dread.This definitely wasn't my room, the white walls and constant spell of medicine told me I was
Michaelle POVI chucked it on the floor and smashed it with my foot. I looked back up at the police officers and they were looking at me with wide eyes and puzzled expressions."Well what are you looking at? Keep fucking going. Don't just stand there."I pushed them out of the way and walked out of the room. I could hear voices from the room next to me and walked to it, it had a lock on it. I shot the lock and then kicked the door open. My eyes first darted towards a boy tied up at the door. Wait, I knew that boy. I think his name was Steve and he was a friend of Adrian. My eyes widened and I began to head towards him. Why was he here? Steve used his eyes to try and signal me towards something else making my eyebrows furrowed in confusion. What was he doing? I looked at where he was trying to tell me and I felt my heart break. My baby girl.I dropped my gun and ran towards Jane on the bed, he wasn't wearing anything and I could see every inch of her body. There were new scars,
Richard's POV ( Adrian's father)It hurt me to admit it but Michelle was right, I knew down inside me she was right all along.Jane has helped him, so much more than I could have. She's helped him heal and forgive himself.She's made him feel loved like I or the rest of his family never could.But I just needed someone to blame, someone to give the blame to so I would feel better. Because knowing who's caused your child pain is better than not knowing at all.I grabbed a chair and placed it beside his bed. I sat down and grabbed his hand."Adrian, please don't leave us, this is one of the only times you'll ever hear me begging. But please don't leave. You're my only son, you can't leave us. You mean so much to so many people and if you leave they will be heartbroken. We don't know where Jane is right now but ,when we do find her, imagine how she'll feel when she finds out the man she loves is dead. Please don't die on us, I beg of you son. Please don't leave."I let a tear fall and ki
Jane POVJonas lowered his head and began to kiss my breasts, I tried to move my body but because my feet and hands were restrained I couldn't. He took my nipple into his mouth and I finally stopped fighting. He sucked and bit at it, making sure to leave marks and hickies on itI was numb to everything, he was going to rape me. What would Adrian think of me now? He's probably looking at me disappointed, I cheated on him. He may be dead but I still cheated on him. I am such a whore.Jonas let go of my hands and I left them where they were, no point trying to fight him. He wasn't going to stop. Jonas always got what he wants, I've learnt that. Plus he was way stronger than me and I was too weak to even consider fighting him. I just laid there and let my tears silently fall.This was it, he was going to finally break me. I would no longer be Jane Williams. I would be that girl that got kidnapped and raped by her step brother and boyfriend's cousin.I would be no one.How would people
Jane POVI've been tied to this chair for ages and my back hurts. I feel like I've lost any movement in my legs and I can't move my fingers because my body is so weak. I struggle to keep my eyes open sometimes and half the time I don't want to anyway. He's hasn't touched me like that since the first time I woke up here, I don't know why .He's had so many chances.I've hardly slept in days, i’m too scared to sleep because I'm terrified he's going to do something to me in my sleep. I'm scared. I'm so scared. I just want to go home.He sits in the room and tries to talk to me as if we're the bestest of friends, he asked me about my life andwhen I refuse to talk to him he slashes my body.I've stopped screaming now, my throat is as dry as adesert and hurts. The wound between my breast ishard to look at. How was Adrian supposed to want me when I looked like this? Hell he would have thought I was ugly, like I was a piece of garbage. He wouldn't have wanted to even look at me let alo
Jane POVMy head was hurting me. I felt like there were little men in there banging my skull with sledge hammers It really hurt. I felt like my head was going to explode, It was dark. I couldn't see anything. Maybe that was because my eyes were closed and refused to open. I tried to peel them open but my dizziness prevented me. Why was I dizzy?I was sitting on something really hard and there were itching things around my wrists and ankles. What's happening? I want my daddy.I forced my eyes to open and when they did I was confused. I was really drowsy and it was hard to keep them open, I was in a dark room. I didn't know where I was. I sat up straight and became alert.There was a bed in the middle and I didn't like the color. The rest of the room was a sickly green, I tried to move my arms and legs but I couldn't move. I looked down at myself. My arms were bound to a wooden chair by a rope, I tried to move again but I couldn't. I was beginning to panic. Where was I?Why was I h
Jane's POV"Adrian what's happening?" He leaned his head back a little."Don't worry darling. Everything will be fine."One of the men came running towards Adrian, Adrian pushed me to the side and I fell on the floor.My palms were grazed and a tiny bit of blood began to come out of them. Adrian punched the man coming at him in the throat before grabbing his hand and bending it backwards, I heard a funny crunching sound and Iknew it was broken. I couldn't help wince a little. That must have hurt.The other man came at him, he had a knife in his hand. He tried to stab Adrian in the shoulder. But he ducked and then grabbed the man's hand, took the knife out, went behind him and stabbed him in the throat. The thug made a horrible gurgling sound before falling to the floor. I covered my eyes with my hands and shuffled so my back was making contact with the car, I began to cry and little sobs escaped my lips.I heard someone else run and suspected the man Adrian had stabbed in the hand
Jane's POV“Daddy, isn't this dress pretty?” I asked while twirling in my dress.“Yes princess. It really suits you too.”Adrian and I were in the mall trying to look for a dress for dad's next event.I turned around and saw Adrian looking at me with darkened eyes.I suddenly had an idea and I wanted to have a little fun."I have a few more pieces to show you, Daddy." I said, biting my lip."Okay Princess," he nodded with a smile and I hoped this would go well.I disappeared into the changing room, putting on the red bra and 'Daddy's Girl' thong I got from the store we just visited before sticking my head out the door, "Ready?"He nodded and smiled but that smile quickly dropped when I came fully into view."How do I look, Daddy?" I said in a low and sultry tone before turning around and showing off the ass I’d been working to tone for months now before flicking my blonde hair over my shoulder.And when Adrian didn't answer, just stared at me, his pupils dilated, his pants tenting, I