I stared at myself in the mirror.
Black dress. Check.
High heels. Check.Red lips. Check.Wavy hair. Check.But the thing was, I was still contemplating my chances of a good and warm welcome in that damn party of his.
But there wasn't an option. If I cancelled the plan of going to his party, all hell will break lose for me tomorrow 'cause I knew, what he gave me was definitely not an empty threat. That boy is batshit crazy.
So without taking any chance of ruining my future, I took a deep breath and headed towards the battle land aka his place.
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I got out of my car and stared at the mansion. He is freaking rich, hot, intense, but with a black heart. No matter how many qualities he has got but to me, he always will be a crazy egoistic psycho.
So shaking my head in exasperation at the craziness of my situation I walked to the door of the house and entered inside. Everything was a blur. Dancing bodies, loud music, flowing beers and vodkas.
Told you. Fucking crazy.
I roamed my eyes for any familiar face but except a few classmates I saw in collage, everyone was a stranger for me. Suddenly a face came in front of my eyes blocking my view from the rest of the scene.
That face was of Eric Knight.
He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him inside. And to my horror led me straight to the stage, where at his one hand motion the DJ stopped the music.
He grabbed the mic and 'ordered' YES, ordered everyone to pay attention to him.
'What the fuck?' I hissed at him and tried to pull my hand away from his but that hulk didn't even give me a look and continued like I was not trying to shake off his hold like his touch was burning my skin with every passing second.
A smirk was playing on his lips. An evil one. That kind of smirk that expresses that he knows what he is going to do next is gonna pull your soul out of your mouth.
Yeah, That kind of smirk.
That smirk gave me shivers right down to my spine and an unknown fear gripped my heart. I knew it! I knew it wasn't a good idea to come here. Fucking Hell.
"Eric, leave my hand." I whisper shouted once again but the effort was futile as he continued with his speech.
"Helllllllllo, people."
At his words everyone quieted down and silence filled the room. Everyone's attention was on us.
Creepy!
My heart was thudding in my chest like a jackhammer but I stopped myself from showing that fear on my face. If he wants to play a dare game, so be it.
I pulled gathered every ounce of my strength and tried to appear as strong as possible.
"Here is the girl who amused you all just few days back..." He took a pause before continuing, "By slapping me in front of you all in the damn canteen." His face moved towards me and an angry, obsessive, psycho type look came into his eyes. My fear intensified.
He turned his face away from me once again and turned towards the crowd. His face was showing a creepy smirk. I didn't know what to do. I was too shocked to utter a word.
"Now.. now... now....", he started speaking while walking slowly around me. "Look at her." His tone turned into a mocking one.
"The daughter of a bitch has came crawling into my Dan."
My heart stopped. Instead of fear, now there was an slowly intensifying angry string.
"You stupid bitch!", He got into my face and muttered into my face, "What did you think? I would invite a beggar like you into my party? Do you even see your face in the mirror?" He started chuckling like a evil maniac.
He grabbed a pinch of my dress and pulled at it slightly while saying, "A true low class beggar. Even your cloths can't touch my fucking couch and here you came into my party, dressed thinking you look like an actress. Fucking whore."
That string of anger which was building slowly in the pit of my stomach turned into a snake. An angry, hissing, poisonous snake. Ready to strike in the next fucking moment.
But clueless of my inner poison he continued further while getting into my face once again and hissing loud enough to sound clearly in the mic,
"That idiotic bitch who doesn't even know that who her fucking father is, is standing in my fucking home thinking she can whore around all she wants because I've forgotten what she did."
He grabbed a glass of beer from the nearby standing waiter and threw it on my face.
That was it. The snake I was trying very hard to control,striked.And its sole target was standing in front of me talking shit about my personal life like I was his slave.I grabbed him by his collar, pushed him away from me and that's when I unleashed that snake.My hand shot up and that one slap I gave him earlier will now feel like just a pat on his cheek to him because now, at that exact moment I slapped him back to back 3 times.Yes. Three.And those slaps were so hard that on the last slap his head slammed with a glass hanging decoration that was hanging just beside his head. But it didn't do much damage because there was only a little scratch of blood on his for
The tapping of my impatient foot was echoing in the almost empty hallway. There was no one except me, Rose and her parents. There aren't any relatives of us. My parents don't have any siblings and my grandparents died a long time ago.I was feeling alone. Everything was a mess. After getting the news of my parent's accident I drove my car like a mad girl and after reaching to the reception and getting all the details about my parents, that's when my breath hitched. They were in the operation theatre.I dialed Rose's number and told her about the accident. Without any more questions she asked me the address and in half an hour Rose with her parents was here.That's when I broke down in my best friend's arms. I cried and cried until my tears stopped coming in the eyes. Now there were only dry hitches of breath. I was scared.Suddenly the door of operation theatre opened and a doctor came outside. I stood up and ran to him."Are you their daughter?"
"You have to be my girlfriend." He said."What?" I thought I had heard something wrong."You heard me."I felt Rose going stiff beside me. He was unfazed. Like he had just stated something natural and right and only I was stupid enough to not understand. I was confused."And before you get any wrong idea about it", he started speaking, "you'll be like a slave of me. Doing as I say, behaving as I say and on my beck and call until you repay my money to me."My heart was thudding in my chest. Shit! I didn't know what to do at that moment but I knew just one thing, I had to save my parents. Even if I had to give up my whole life for them. Nothing mattered at that moment. The face of my p
I took a deep breath and prayed to all the angels in heaven to keep me as far away from Chris as possible today.Because here I was, in a cute red slip on dress with my hair in a side braid and pumps in my feet, standing on the threshold of Rose's home ready to enter her b'day party.I had a selfish wish in my head that tried to assure me stupidly that Chris might be too busy in arranging Rose's party and doing a shitload of chores that he wouldn't get enough time to give even a passing look to me. Because no matter how much I try to control the body shiver I get whenever he's around me, its futile.And then I entered the party.I won't say Rose's family was rich or anything but given a look to the arrangements of party, it was hard to believe that his parents worked under someone else. It was like I had entered a red carpet event that was held inside a house. The party was a full on bash.I met Rose, the busy bee of the day when I was having my fi
I collided with Rose in my dash. I glared at her and snapped, "We need to talk."She gave a confused look to me. I pulled her in a hug and wished her b'day once again. Then I took off out of there. Just as I opened the door, my arm was grabbed by someone. It was Chris. He pulled me out of the house and closed the door behind us."What do you need now?" I cried out.Chris gave me a look at my exasperation but shook it off and replied, "I just wanted to say that go home and think about my offer. If anytime, anytime you need me, just give me a call. Alright?" And then he gave me a 'hug'. Oh alright. Its a 'world weirdness day' today for me I guess.I gave him a nod and started walking awa
I pushed him away from me instantly and grabbed his collar in anger."How dare you kissed me?""I wanted to shut you up." He said while smirking."I remember someone saying something like he wouldn't even spit on my face. Who was that.. oh yeah! It was you." I said in my angry rant.His face lost all his expressions at once. Instead of answering me he got out of the car, grabbed my hand and pulled me out. I staggered a little at his fast pace but when I saw ahead, I forgot about my anger and asked worriedly,"Why are we here?""Because I want." He replied shortly while literally dragging me with him towards his home.
I woke up to the sound of something clashing against the floor and some shouting. I was still floating in my dreamland when I shot away from my bed to check if my parents were alright.But before I could reach the door, I realised that I was still at Eric's place. Another thundering sound of someone's shout poked my rising curiosity. I tiptoed outside Eric's room and stood behind a pole to listen."You don't have any right to ask me questions, mother!" Eric shouted. "You have your husband to give your attention to. You don't need to show your fake worry about me.""Eric!" His father said in a calming tone, "Don't talk to your mother like that. She is worried about you.""Fuck her worry." Eric seethed and my hand flew up to my mouth. Oh my gosh! That boy have no filter. N
"Rest for a while." Eric said while he laid me softly on the bed.Well.. I was surprised at his actions today. He took me to the doctor and stayed in the hospital room while he checked my wound. My skin was split under my lips and my lower lip was swollen because I had sunk my front two teeth in there and pierced it. Thankfully, wound wasn't much deep so it will heal in a week or two.What thing surprised me was that when doctor gave an injection of sleep to lessen my feeling of pain, The moment I stood up from the hospital chair to go out to the car, he grabbed me by my waist and carried me to the car bridal style and then from the car to my room at flat.I was dumbfounded. And he held me so close to his chest that I could even smell his body scent. By the time we reached at the flat I was so sleepy that I couldn't
Chilled air was touching Chris straight in the face, numbing every pain, every bit of emotion that he had gone through in the last six months.When Eric took Misty down with him, he took Chris' soul with him. Chris was in love with Misty since the day he had seen the cute little baby come into his home in the arms of his Mom's best friend. The word love meant Misty to him.Eric had taken that with him when he fell down from that terrace and he was forever going to hate him for that. No matter if Eric's meaning of love was different than his, he couldn't forgive him. Ever.Eric was dead the second he had hit the ground. The impact was too hard. Wrapped around in his arms was Misty.Although the bastard had trie
Misty moaned aloud in pain as she tried to sit up straight. Her eyes opened to take in a plain white room with nothing except a bed that she was laying on.She felt a hand roaming on her midriff softly. Instinctively she pushed the hand away and scrambled back quickly."You need to stop pushing me away.", Eric said with a sigh as he grabbed her again instantly in his arms."What's going on?", Misty couldn't remember a thing about what had happened and how she got here."Nothing is happening. You are back where you belong."Slowly she remembered about going with the nurse for test but nothing after that."Chris..", she whispered as she remembered the whole thing that had happened w
When she pulled back & turned around again to look at Eric, he was standing stock still. If it wasn't for the rise and fall of his chest, she might have thought that he had stopped breathing altogether.Though his body portrayed a perfect calm composer, his eyes betrayed him. She hadn't seen such kind of emotion in him. Never. It wasn't anger or rage or pain. It was much, much more scary than that.Instead of waiting for him to say or do anything, she turned around, grabbed Chris's hand and walked out from there. To her surprise, Eric didn't follow them or say anything.Everything was blur for Misty. She felt like she was living in a hell, having to relive the nightmare again and again. Even her hand had started shaking from the terror and anger that she was feeling, and because it was clenched in Chris's, he co
She couldn't fathom the rage that took over her senses. She gathered all of her strength and pushed him away from her."WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" She finally shouted in anger. "Have you freaking lost your goddamn mind?"He was angry because of her refusal. His touch never burned her like it did now. She never jerked away from him like she did now. And it was hell for him, seeing the difference that had took over their relationship. His heart was burning. It has been burning since the day they broke off, and he needed her back with him to soothe that burn."What is wrong with you?" He cried out, "I'm asking you to come back where you belong. You love me and I love you, isn't that what you wanted all along?"
Just as the clock hit 3PM, Misty knew that her day wasn't getting any better but for sure it was getting worse & worse.See, today when Chris pulled his car in front of her office to drop her off, just like everyday, he got out of the car & came around to open the door for her. And then, so not like everyday, he once again, like morning, grabbed her by the neck & kissed her on the forehead."Stop doing that!" She exclaimed, not because it didn't feel nice when someone kissed your forehead lovingly, ('cause it felt absolutely fantastic, mind you), but because being near him & having him do all the gestures that she had desired of him long ago had started to make her feel funny in the stomach.
Misty gasped as she felt Chris's finger on the side of her lips. Her gaze darting straight into his. With somewhat hooded eyes Chris nonchantingly showed her the sauce that he had wiped from her lips with that finger. And then to her horror he put that finger in his mouth to lick off the sauce.Her face immediately got flustered. She couldn't utter even a word, just ducked her head down to pretend that there was nothing more important right now in world other than the food in her plate.Okay... This was getting way too weird now. Was there something going on in Chris's mind? His actions were completely strange to her considering he never missed any opportunity to dodge her teeny horny hands back in the days when she was crazy about him.And now? Well, per say, the case is complete opposite. Was there something reall
Misty walked inside the office 5 minutes prior to her timing. Most of the people were already there. She went to her desk and started scrolling through today's work.As promised Chris had dropped her to the office and even offered to come up with her to settle her safely but she knew better than having Chris in the same building as Eric, leave alone the same office.He told her that he'd pick her up at the end of the day but she denied saying that she needed to pick up her things from the devil's place.And that was it. Chris's eyes started flashing dangerously at the thought of her going back to the hell hole. So without listening to her if or buts he told his decision that he'd be the one to go pick her things up, not her. But she knew better than to let Chris walk there alone. She knew that it would be like givin
My chin jerked instantly. But gaining my composure almost instantly I said while laughing and grabbing his hand, "Shut up. Stop joking and tell me."His smirk stayed in its place, looking at me like I was no more than a fool he replied, "I'm not joking at all, Misty.""That's not funny, Eric. Seriously." My laughter had stopped entirety. What little wavering smile I had left on my face while saying this was just because I was still hoping it was all a joke. Despite understanding falling in my mind that he wasn't joking I couldn't let myself believe the words.He didn't reply. Just gave a bored expression to me like it was an everyday chore for him. My eyes were still searching his face and his eyes for an answer or one fucking trace of emotion that explained that he was just kidding. But there was nothing.
"Why the hell is it always about Chris, huh?" I asked angrily. "You always bring Chris between our talk. What have I ever done to make you think this way?""Because I know he wants to fuck you." He replied furiously."And what about me?"He growled in anger while pushing his hands through his hair."Come here." Suddenly he said while grabbing my hand and pulling me with him.He pulled me towards his table and made me sit on it while he pushed my thighs apart to stand between them."Thank you." He said while grabbing my face in his hands and staring at me with an unknown warm look in his eyes.His face descended down on mine as he start