Chelsea's POV I went into the lady's restroom to pull out the little torturing machine Ethan left inside me.After school closed, I went back home alone feeling all exhausted and stinky. As I approached my house, I saw my step dad's car parked in the driveway. “That was unexpected to see him at home at this hour” I thought My step dad informed me that Ethan just went out with some of his friends and he will be leaving soon too.“To the office?, ” I asked.“No, I have somewhere important to be at 16:00” he said.I nodded and then retired to my room. I needed to freshen up and maybe go to Vivian's place. I pulled off my clothes, went into the shower and ran a cold bath. After the bath, I came out of my bathroom naked and saw my Step Dad sitting on my bed, holding a grin on his face.I quickly rushed and covered my nakedness with the cloth next to me.“What is wrong with this family?, don't they know the meaning of privacy?, ” I asked aloud in my thoughts.“ I knocked but you didn't a
Ethan's POV I observed Chelsea sitting with Henry, radiating happiness. She laughed at everything he said, and I felt jealousy growing within me. "Idiot, see how she's laughing around him," I muttered aloud in my thoughts, rolling my eyes. The jealousy and anger intensified as she leaned on him, laughing. I wondered, "What is wrong with her?" Irritation was written all over my face. "What's up, man? I noticed you've been staring at your sis with such irritation. Are you jealous?" Ernest remarked. "Do I look like I care who she's with?" I backfired. Our eyes met, and she knew I wasn't happy, but she chose to ignore me. I walked towards them, intending to interrupt whatever they were discussing. "We have to talk," I said, ignoring Henry's presence, but she insisted on staying with him until they finished their conversation. "You should go," Henry finally said after a brief argument between Chelsea and me. Surprisingly, Henry remained calm. I dragged her into the ladies' restroom
Chelsea's POVI saw him bring out the gadget from his pocket, the same gadget he used on me in school.“Ethan, please I don't want this, ” I said, trying to break free from the rope.“ I'm just getting started, ” he said with a sinful grin. He inserted it into my coochie and switched it to full power. I wiggled my waist in pleasure but the pleasure soon turned to torture.“Ethan” I moaned silently. “I don't want this, ”He walked over to me and inserted his fingers inside me and smirked. “Your body is saying quite the opposite”He sauntered out of my room, leaving me stranded like a character in a messed-up drama. I felt like an animal waiting to be slaughtered, wondering if anyone would walk in on this chaotic position. Why was I entangled in this messed-up father-son soap opera? Life suddenly tasted bitter and I hated my life. The notion of vanishing into thin air crossed my mind. I felt so stupid for letting myself loose for Ethan. Tears streamed down, and I couldn't fight it an
Chelsea’s POV After the long day of fun, Vivian drove me back home then drove off. I wanted to go with her but she insisted I go settle things with my mother. I entered the house and sneaked to my room, locking the door from the key lock. When sleep finally drifted me, I heard the sound of the hinges unlocking and saw a huge figure open the door slowly. It was my stepfather, Jason. He locked the door from behind. “look who is back,” he said with a grin playing on his face. I sprung up from my bed, holding the sheets above my chest as I cuddled myself in fear. “what do you want? how did you get my key?” I asked plainly, checking for the nearest escape route. He walked towards me and leaned close for a kiss but I pushed him. “feisty! Mmhm, I like them feisty,” he said with a smile on his face. “I’m not doing this with you,” I said in tears. “yes, you are.” He said, while he climbs the bed. “I will tell my mother,” I said but was shushed by his muscular hand as he pressed my neck.
Chelsea's POV I arrived at school early, hoping to catch a glimpse of Ethan, but he wasn’t in class. Perhaps he went somewhere. After lectures, during the free period, I decided to step outside for some fresh air but found myself grabbed by a strong, manly hand- it was Ethan. “follow me,” he said. “why?” I asked. “just follow me, we need to talk.” Reluctantly, I followed him to an old, abandoned building on the school grounds. “why on earth does he want us to talk here?” I wondered. “Ethan, you know we can talk anywhere else, right?” I said, attempting to reason, but was silenced by his kiss. “why are you avoiding me?” he asked after breaking the kiss. “are you still mad at me?” he added with a smirk. “who said I was avoiding you? We just haven’t crossed paths yet,” I replied sarcastically. “can I go now?” “no, you can’t,” he declared. “yes, I can. I obviously do not have any…” I said, but was silenced once again with a kiss. “Ethan, please stop… I can’t continue to do this
Ethan's POV After a grueling intense sex with Chelsea, she dashed off in a hurry, leaving me puzzled and pondering. Attempting to catch her attention, I called out, only to realize she had vanished into a long distance. What's the deal with her sudden exit? I muttered, fastening my belt with a bemused shake of my head. Brimming with contentment and joy, knowing I had brought her to climax twice. I'm sure she enjoyed our intimate moments, though she was pretending. Entering the classroom, I settled among the guys at the back, and we were talking about last night's football match. As our banter unfolded, I caught Chelsea's gaze. Flashing her a grin and a wink, I sensed her blush and the flutter of butterflies in her stomach. I retrieved my phone and sent her a message: 'I hope you enjoyed it.' The notification lit up her screen. She glanced at the text, swaying her hips but offered no response. As the school day drew to a close, I stood by my car, anticipating Chelsea's emergence so w
Chelsea's POV"Did he just slam the door in my face?" I pondered aloud in my thoughts, tears pooling in my eyes. Heartbroken and devastated, I struggled to make sense of his betrayal. He had referred to me as his plaything. All this time, he knew he had a girlfriend, yet he still came to me. I made my way to my room and slammed the door behind me. A loud sob pushed at my throat, trying to erupt and leave me a sniveling mess of tears and heartbreak but I forced it back. I have had enough of Ethan's constant mixed signals and dismissive attitude towards me which has been taking a toll on my heart. It was time to take control of my own happiness and live my life. The next morning, I woke up feeling determined. After a refreshing shower, I bid my mom goodbye, knowing my step dad's absence meant peace for a while.Stepping into school, I found Vivian beaming with enthusiasm. "You're positively glowing today!" she exclaimed."I've decided to shake things up and ditch the nerdy Chelsea yo
Chelsea's POV I watched him drive off and headed inside the house. Ethan was clearly furious, but I could see him trying to keep his composure. "Chelsea," he called out, but I pretended not to hear him. "I'm calling you," he insisted, grabbing my hand with his strong grip. "Ethan, let me go," I said calmly. He released his grip, and I went straight to my room without saying another word to him. I grabbed my phone and called my best friend Vivian. "Hey, girl," she answered. "Guess what!" I squealed. "You know I don't like guessing games," she replied. "Come on. By the way, where are you?" I asked. "I'm at home," she said. "Okay, Brian dropped me home!" I exclaimed. "Who is Brian?" she asked. "How could you forget? The new kid," I reminded her. "Baby, I'm done bathing," a man's voice sounded over the phone. "I thought you said you were at home," I said, confused. "I'm somewhere like home," she replied with laughter. "Idiot," I teased. "We'll talk tomorrow, bestie," she
"Chelsea!" My mom yelled and barged into the room, her disappointment was palpable, cutting through the air like a sharp knife. "Who's responsible for your pregnancy?" she demanded, her eyes drilling into mine. Caught between the truth and the suffocating weight of shame, I could barely utter a word. Tears welled up in my eyes as I struggled to find the courage to speak. "Mom, I'm sorry," I managed to choke out, my voice trembling with emotion. But admitting the truth about Jason or Ethan felt like an impossible feat. "Amanda, please, just tell me," she pleaded, her voice tinged with desperation. "Mom I can't tell you," I said in tears, feeling the weight of Jason's ominous threats. I remained silent, unable to bear the thought of exposing Jason and Ethan. Suddenly, Jason appeared. I guess my mom already told him everything, "Baby, ease up on her," he urged gently, his presence adding to the tension in the room. With a heavy sigh, my mom retreated, leaving Jason and I to grappl
Chelsea's POV"Hey mama," he slurred, stumbling into my room. The pungent odor of alcohol announced his presence before he even spoke. "What are you doing here?" I blinked in disbelief, taken aback by his intrusion at this late hour. "I came to see you," he smirked, leaning casually against the doorframe. "You can leave now. I've never been better," I snapped, my patience wearing thin. Ethan had been distant ever since the bombshell news of my pregnancy, and I suspected he had his own suspicions about my recent doctor's visit. "Calm down, mama. I know you're angry," he said, easing his way into the room and closing the door behind him, though he didn't bother to lock it. "You have every right to be mad. I haven't been myself lately, and I want to make it up to you," he added, his words dripping with false sincerity. His story pulled at my heartstrings, but I refused to be manipulated like before. This time, I was determined to stand my ground and assert myself.With determinatio
Chelsea's POV"What are you doing here," I asked."I came to check up on you. Vivian told me you weren't feeling well," he said while I hissed and roll my eyes. "Vivian can't keep her mouth shut." I pondered in my thoughts."Thanks," I finally said to him and was about to lock the door back but he held it with a friendly smile on his face."Can I have a few moments of your time? I want us to talk," he said with a pleading face. I know I have to give him the opportunity because he is not going to give up asking. I smiled and walked him to the flower garden, away from Jason's sight."What do you want?" I asked." Did I do something wrong? You have been avoiding me since after our date. You don't pick up calls or reply to my message. The worst is you hide whenever you see me around. Did I do something bad?" He asked, his words piercing my heart. He didn't do anything wrong to get such treatment from me. Brian is really a good person but I don't want to break his heart. My life is already
"You did what?" Vivian exclaimed, leaping from her chair in shock. "I know it's wrong. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry," I pleaded through tears. "Hey,hey. Now you listen to me. It's not your fault, okay? Stop shedding tears," Vivian reassured me, her voice gentle yet firm. Vivian had always been my rock, my unwavering support, and I couldn't imagine navigating this turmoil without her. But she hadn't heard the full extent of my confession yet. She didn't know about the pregnancy, the looming threat over my mother's life. How would she react to this bombshell? "No, no, you don't get it," I sobbed, struggling to find the words. "Um, um," I stuttered, grappling with the weight of my revelation. "You know you can tell me anything, right?" Vivian said softly as she approached me, enveloping me in a warm hug. "I'm pregnant, Viv. I'm pregnant. My mom's life has already been threatened because of it," I confessed, bowing my head in shame. Vivian pulled away from the embrace and bega
As I sat in the hospital waiting room, fidgeting with the edges of an outdated magazine waiting for my mom to be discharged, a stranger approached me, he was dressed in jeans and a hospital shirt and I guess he is one of the hospital workers. He slipping a folded piece of paper into my hand with a fleeting glance. Confused, I waited until he disappeared around the corner before unfolding the note, my heart pounding in anticipation.The words scrawled across the paper sent a shiver down my spine, hinting at a dark secret buried within the walls of the hospital. "I saw everything. Dig deeper into him, he is worse than that," it urged, like a whispered warning from an unseen ally.Clutching the note tightly, I felt a surge of uncertainty wash over me. Could I trust the words of a stranger, or was this just another cruel twist in the nightmare that had become my reality?As I wrestled with the decision to uncover the truth, I knew that whatever path I chose would lead to consequences beyo
Chelsea's POVJason exited first and headed into the private room where my mother was admitted. I followed suit, locking the door behind me, my gaze fixed on him with a mix of anger and desperation. "You did this, didn't you?" I accused, my voice trembling with emotion as tears welled up in my eyes.He turned to face me, his expression unreadable. At first, he seemed to brush off my accusation with a chuckle, but then he closed the window screen, blocking out any prying eyes."You thought I was bluffing?" He said. My heart pounded in my chest, fear gripping me as I struggled to find my voice."Is he for real right now?" I muttered to myself, feeling a surge of panic rising within me. I grabbed onto a nearby chair for support as my legs were trembling and feeling weak beneath me."Do you really love her as you claimed?" I pressed, my voice barely above a whisper, my eyes pleading with him for answers. "Does she know?"Jason's sly grin only fueled my frustration. "You don't have to wor
Chelsea's POVI'm still trying to process what just happened between Jason and I. Did I just enjoy the sex with Jason? I wanted more but it's almost time for Ethan to return home.As Jason dresses, he casually brings up the pregnancy. "Who do you think the father is?" he asks, his tone devoid of any emotion. My mind races with uncertainty. "I don't know," I mumble, barely believing the situation myself. "How long have you known?" he inquires. "Just today," I admit, feeling a weight of guilt settling in. "I'll transfer some funds to your account to take care of it." His words cut through me like a knife, a cruel reminder of the man he truly is. "Why is it so easy for them to make such demands?" I seethed with anger, glaring at him with every ounce of hatred I could muster. "I'm not getting rid of it," I declared firmly. "That is not an option, you have to get rid of it," he insisted, his tone leaving no room for argument.Defiance streamed within me. "I won't," I protested, my voi
Chelsea’s POV I woke up to find that Ethan was no longer on bed with me, he already left the house. I groaned, pulling the duvet over my face, a smile creeping across my face as memories of last night flooded my thoughts. Just then, my phone chimed with a message, interrupting the tranquil moment and it was my best friend, Vivian. “Party at my place by 10, don’t be late,” the text read. I sighed; I wasn’t ready to face the outside world as I craved solitude, not the company of crowd. I crafted an excuse declining her invitation but she sent another message. “You don’t have to worry about the crowd,” she reassured. “I’m going solo. Just the two of us.” It was as if she could sense my reluctance. After several hours of sifting through my wardrobe, I finally settled on a perfect dress for Vivian’s solo party. “I think I will go with this one,” I mustered in my thought, admiring myself in the mirror with a satisfied smile. I made my way to Vivian’s house, she greeted me with a glas
Ethan's POVI sensed the longing in her gaze, pleading for more but I refused to yield so easily. I craved to hear her voice, to feel her surrender completely.Chelsea's cries of pleasure echoed in my ears, igniting a primal desire within me unlike my girlfriend who is never satisfied but sweet. I pushed myself into her, slow and deliberate, ensuring every inch penetrated her deeply, reaching depths that ignited a fire within her. She dug her nails into my back, gasping as I filled her completely, our bodies merging in a primal dance of passion and desire. "You can't do without me and you know it," I whispered in her ear, delving even deeper. "Yes!" She cried out.Her intoxicating sounds enveloped me as I danced to the rhythm of her desire. I halted abruptly and commanded her to turn around.Without hesitation, she complied, her expression questioning as if under a spell. I grasped a fistful of her hair, urging her to arch her back and thrust myself into her again. She clenched th