All Chapters of The Bad Boy's Innocent Obsession: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Chapter 78: Burning BridgesBrandon’s P.O.V“Pass me that paper? No…not-that one. Ethan!”Faith’s familiar laughter filled the near-empty library before she placed a hand on top of her mouth and swallowed her laughter, owing to the glare from the librarian, and I felt a familiar ache in my heart as longing filling my entire being just at the mere sight of her.These past few weeks…this is as close to Faith as I had gotten. Every time I tried to take a step…every time I tried to cross the bridges that had formed between us…the knowledge of a shared horrible past wrenched me back with a force that knocked the wind out of my lungs.People say that a child should always strive to make their parents proud. But what about the parents? What about their mistakes? What about their crimes?Why do we have to bear the burden of their pasts, their mistakes?When

Chapter 80: Expect the UnexpectedFaith’s P.O.VAs Brandon’s father’s words settled within me, I felt an odd sense of calmness descend upon me like I had never felt before.Why couldn’t he have been my father?A small voice whispered inside my head.His one advice had seemed more useful than all of my father’s preaching’s combined. And he hadn't exactly been following his own preaching’s to begin with; rather, twisting his words so that he could manipulate my mother and me, keep us unaware and under his control until the very end.“How is…Brandon doing?” I finally mustered up the courage to ask him; but I wasn’t able to meet his eyes.Brandon had never introduced me to his father as his girlfriend. I don’t think he ever planned to until this mess threw everything off-balance.From what Debby told me, at least he h

Chapter 82: Desperate AttemptsBrandon’s P.O.VThe sound of the race cars zooming past gave me an odd sense of comfort as I watched yet another race commence and the crowd erupt into cheers.Two of the cops standing to the side kept their eyes on the situation, while the gang that made these secret races happen had an array of bodyguards lining up in all directions to keep thing in order.I chuckled almost humorlessly. Of course the cops were involved in this. With this caliber of noise and lights? There was no doubt about it. And they probably were getting a good paycheck out of it. Even more than their monthly payouts at the station.Shaking my head, I headed towards the back of the crowd where the waiting rooms were, deciding to wait until my turn.Leaning back against one of the chairs, I closed my eyes, folding my arms across my chest, and waited, the low hum of the motors outside almost lulling m

Chapter 84: Breaking PointFaith’s P.O.VTears blurred my vision as I ran, pushing past the crowd as I made my way out of the arena.“Hey!” “Watch it!” “What the fuck!” “Are you blind?” “Dumb bitch!”Hollers surrounded me from all sides as I pushed past the crowd, nausea churning in my gut as I tried to find an escape but kept on getting lost over and over again.I stopped, trying to figure out where I was and where I was even going, but with my vision blurred with tears, my mind a jumbled mess of thoughts and emotions and my stomach churning with nausea, I was no better than the filthy names that people were calling me when I unintentionally bumped into them while trying to run away from the world itself.The entire world seemed to be closing in on me, trying to suffocate me, and even though I was standing under the open sky, the stars in full view, I felt trapped…like I had nowhere to go.It wasn’t long before the nausea became overwhelming and I was once again running through the c

Chapter 86: Not Worth It Brandon’s P.O.V ‘Loving you…has brought me nothing but pain and suffering…I’m done loving you, Brandon.’ Faith’s words kept on reverberating inside my head over and over again, as I stood frozen in my spot, watching her run out the cabin and disappear into the crowd. I tried to keep track of her gray hoodie for as long as I could, but soon, she was lost in a seal of people that I didn’t even recognize…and my heart shredded into a million pieces inside my chest. Loving you…has brought me nothing but pain and suffering… I shook my head, trying to get her voice out; her voice out of my mind. But it persisted. Like nails on a chalkboard…over and over again… I’m done loving you, Brandon. I wasn’t worthy, was I? I was no longer worthy of being loved or cared about? I was just a big fuck up who made other people’s live