Melissa walked into the house, she felt shocked and numb, she hoped that Brock wouldn’t be too much longer.
Sitting on the couch, she just stared into space. A knock at the door came 30 minutes later. Brock stood there with a bottle of wine and a paper bag.“Hey.” He said softly. “Have you fed Storm and Sully?” Brock asked gently.“Oh. Oh no. I forgot.” Melissa said.“It’s okay. Tell me where their food is I will feed them.”She showed him the cupboard under the stairs. “Go sit.” He said quietly.Sitting back on the couch, Melissa was feeling sad.Brock joined her quickly, the wine and the bag he placed on the table.“My friend said he will ring you when Ebony is ready to collect, or I can collect her for you.” Brock said sitting on the couch next to Melissa who had now put her legs up and folded them.“Yeah.” Melissa murmured.“I though I would buy you something to cheer you up.” Brock said this while putting his hand in the bag.Pulling out a tub of chocolate ice cream and spoons he’d grabbed from the kitchen.“I know ice cream is probably....” Brock didn’t manage to finish the sentence before Melissa had grabbed the tub off him and opened it, digging in with a spoon.He chuckled softly, at the young woman digging into a two litre tub of chocolate ice cream, “As I was saying I also have wine.” Brock grabbed the plastic wine glasses that he’d brought at the store “Would you like some?”“Yetthh pleattthhhh” Melissa said with a mouthful of ice cream.Right now this usually classy woman didn’t care how she looked. She was unhappy and she was going to be sad about that.Pouring two glasses of red wine Brock sat back nursing his drink and getting the spoon and digging out ice cream in between Melissa’s shovelling, but he didn’t mind, he wanted to cheer her up.“Hey. You okay?” Brock asked when she’d finished the ice cream.“Yeah. Sorry.” Melissa sniffed and shuddered from crying.“Hey come on it’s okay. Listen you mentioned something about an envelope, someone sent this to you?” Brock asked“Yeah. I don’t know who would or why though. Ebony was the sweetest dog. She wouldn’t have batted an eye at a stranger walking in. We get trade’s people and delivery’s here all the time, people are constantly on and off the property, that’s probably how they got so close to her.” Melissa explained.The two sat in silence for a few minutes, Melissa felt calm in Brock’s presence, he soothed her soul, she felt comfortable with him, her legs were on his lap, her shoes discarded on the floor, her head leant against the back cushion of the couch. Brock looked over when he spoke to see that Melissa had fallen asleep.“Melissa?” Seeing her sleeping soundly, he moved gently, covering her with the blanket that lay on the other sofa. “Goodnight.” Before settling into the armchair and falling asleep himself.When Melissa woke it was dark outside, she turned her head to see a sleeping Brock, snoring gently, head on the back of the armchair, one arm over his eyes. Gently she woke him “Brock?”He snorted and woke up “Yeah I’m awake.”Melissa giggled at this “Hey, there’s plenty of rooms here if you’d like to sleep in one.”Getting up he ran a hand through his hair and made his way to the stairs, opening a door before turning back and calling “Goodnight Melissa.”“Goodnight” she said then heard the door click Going upstairs, she stripped off her clothes, too tired to put any other clothes on she was unaware there was a camera lens pointed directly at her bedroom window.The user of the camera and lens wasn’t as good as Brock but he got on where he could just point and click “Look at your body. Melissa I cannot wait to get you naked in my bed. God I desire you. Hartford Industries and all it billions will be mine.” As he said this taking the photo, he stroked his hard member.He orgasmed as Melissa climbed into bed, the thought of touching her pale skin, really turned him on.These photos would come out well, a bit of photoshop here and there and it’s just what he wanted.He decided he had got enough evidence, and climbed down the tree.Tomorrow he would get into her house and take her panties. This thought excited him, as he settled into his car, covering himself with a jacket, he fell into a light sleep.THE NEXT MORNING.The guy woke up and stretched, looking at the clock he saw it was almost time for Melissa to go to work.Looking towards the front door, he saw Melissa and Blake hug, catching it on his camera, he smirked.“Yes keep doing this. I will destroy you and make you subservient to me. I will erase any aspect of them on you. Just wait for me.” He said to the empty car.The phone ringing brought him out of his reverie “Yes?” He snapped“Now now brother, don’t be so angry.” The voice came down the phone.“We can’t make our move until after the New Year. This last package will be the last one we send until after, make her think it’s nothing, lull her into a false sense of security.”The guy in the car kept one eye on Melissa, starting his car it wheezed into life, pulling off he followed her to her office. “Ok. Do you want me to stop following her?” He askedThe voice on the phone said “Up until Christmas and New Year. You won’t be able to explain away your absence.”“Ok bye.” Said the guy in the car. “You will be mine Melissa make no mistake about that.” And with that he drove off.A WEEK GOES BYMelissa sits at the wheel of her car, quite still at traffic lights. Noticing the black car two cars behind her. She’d started to notice it on Monday, didn’t think anything of it at the time. But then it was parked across the road, then it was there everyday as she shopped and took the dogs on walks.Sully and Storm were getting restless in the back. They hated being in the car. Melissa had overslept and it was almost 10:30. The time she had arranged to be at Elaine’s.Melissa’s phone rings and it come through the Bluetooth speaker in the car.“Hello?” Melissa said while waiting for the lights to turn green.“Hello Melissa, Happy Christmas.” Shane, Suzanna and Ryan all say into the speaker.“I hope you’re not spending it alone.” Suzanna comments“No. Honest. I’m spending it with Elaine and her family.” Melissa said touched at the concern of her stepmother.“Good we just rang to wish you Happy Christmas, Grandpa is doing okay. But when are you b
Brock left the bathroom and bumped into Blake.“You asshole.” He whisper yelled. What did you say to her?”“I asked her if she slept with you.” He stated.“Douchebag.” Brock said. “No we haven’t slept together. You could have just asked me. And if we ever do it’s none of your business, you made that perfectly plain, when we spoke about it, the next day.”Just as Blake was about to say something, Elaine interrupted the whispering boys.“What are you two up to? Where’s Melissa? I’m preparing lunch for us all. Then afterwards I thought we could play some games. Oh Blake will you go and help your father. And remind him of Melissa’s name. He keeps referring to her as Melinda. Honestly that man.”Blake nodded and walked off to find his father.“Brock” Elaine said pulling her son into the living room.“I’m kind of hoping that you and Melissa will get together. That’s one reason I invited her.” Elaine said to her elder son.“Mom. Seriously? Did you set this up?” B
Elaine clapped her hands together gently. “Right now lunch is finished, I’ve got some games I’d like to play.”Blake rolled his eyes and said “Mom aren’t we a bit old for games?”“Come on Blake.” Elaine said “You’re never too old for games.”As Melissa helped Brock to clear the table and loaded the dishwasher, Elaine, Blake, Tony and Andrea moved into the living room to discuss games.“My mom is so obvious.” Brock said suddenly, snapping Melissa back into the present, she'd be lost in her thoughts about what happened at the dinner table, did Blake still want her? But what about Brock? She found herself starting to fall for him the same way she did his brother. "Brock, what do you mean?" She asked, giving Brock a conflicted look. Brock paused, he was going to tell her about what his mother said, he knew what Elaine was up to, his mother had a big heart, she invited Melissa for two reasons, one was because she was alone at Christmas, Elaine hated the idea of anyone being a
Brock and Melissa walk down the street. Sully and Storm slightly out in front of them. Sniffing at all the new smells occasionally lifting their legs on the lampposts which bring the couple to a stop, only for them to carry on, after a few seconds of the dogs deciding that the smell is not worth following up.There is a comfortable silence between them, as they pass nicely decorated houses and now closed stores, it’s only broken when Brock tells Melissa about certain things that happened in specific places.“This is where I broke my leg when i was 15.” Brock said pointing at a plaza that had a statue of a unicorn in bronze, rearing up, on a plinth, surrounding it is stairs that lead down to a fountain, and railings.Brock continued on “I was a bit of a skater when I was younger. And I was trying to do an Ollie, and instead I fell, landing on my leg. It snapped in two places. I was in plaster for 8 weeks.” He chuckled at the memory.They walked a bit further “Oh this used
It was getting close to seven pm when the two walked in. Getting in out of the cold December air, the two took off their coats, and the leads off the dogs, Brock shut them in the small living room, that was separate to the one the family were sitting in.Elaine looked over to them when they walked in, “Hello lovely’s, are the dogs okay?”“Yeah they enjoyed their walk and even chased a squirrel.” Melissa said laughing.“It’s okay for you Sully pulled me into a bush.” Brock said with a smile.“So we thought we’d have a few drinks, and perhaps play a few more games?” Elaine said.“Before you do I have something for you.” Melissa disappeared into the kitchen and then returned five minutes later with the mince pies. “I Erm...... I made these for you guys, they are kind of a tradition in the U.K. we have them at Christmas and in my opinion they are delicious.” She said opening the biscuit tin, that she was holding, to show mince pies with icing sugar on top.“You can eat
The two sat on the steps to the porch and talked, the chiminea giving off a little heat, kept them warm.“I was out here taking photographs of the snow. It’s such a lovely picture, I couldn’t sleep.” Brock admitted.“Oh same. I tossed and turned.” Melissa agreed, taking a sip of the hot chocolate.Brock fiddled with the camera, holding it up, Melissa looked out over the street now covered in a cold white blanket. It sparkled under the dim light of the street lights. It looked so magical. Melissa thought how picturesque the street looked, the dark sky, the dim orange glow and the white snow.Even the cars were covered in the deep snow.Out of the corner of her eye she saw a flash of light and whipped her head round to look, there with a guilty look on his face was Brock.“Oh my god Brock, you didn’t just take my picture? Give me the camera I’m deleting it.” Melissa placed her now empty mug under the swing seat on the porch, and she reached for the camera in Brock’s
THE NEXT MORNING - CHRISTMAS DAYMelissa woke up to bad breath, opening her eyes blearily, she saw a drooling, brown and white muzzle in her face “Urgh Sully you stink.” The St Bernard gave her a sloppy lick on her face. “Stop. I’m up.” Melissa said pushing the dogs face away gently.Sully got up and onto the floor, Melissa, sat up, scratching her head a little confused and woolly headed as to where she was for a little while.Getting up, she walked up to the back door, the dogs hot on her heels. Opening it, they ran out only to come to a sliding stop on the entryway floor, when they saw the snow. Storm looked out at the white blanket that now covered the previous lush green grass. Sully watched Storm eyeing him. He always made sure that it was safe by watching Storm in situations like these.Taking a couple of cautious steps forward he stuck his nose into the snow, sniffed, and growled at the cold white stuff, deciding it was safe, he ran off into the garden, chasing in
After letting the dogs in, Melissa walked back towards her basement bedroom, not looking around just focusing on where she was going. She was beyond angry, she felt humiliated and embarrassed.Melissa hated all these emotions and they were starting to overwhelm her, she felt the bitter sting of salty tears burn at the back of her eyes, swallowing hard so the tears didn’t fall, she walked bumping into another hard body. Not daring to look up at the face of the person, she knew who it was from the Avengers pyjamas.“Hey sweetheart.” Sleepy eyed, and hair all messed up from sleep, he had bare feet. His deep voice rumbled, Melissa looked up at him, he was looking at her with a bright smile on his face, when Melissa lifted her head, his smile faded.“Babygirl what’s wrong?” Brock asked quietly. Melissa couldn’t respond, the tears would fall if she did. Brock understood and putting his arm around her shoulder took her to her bedroom, as soon as she stepped onto the steps and the