All Chapters of Sweet Obsession: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

The drive alone was grueling as the numbness expanded like a balloon in my stomach. The thought of the previous session made me want to scream and bash my head against the wall, I just seemed to get more and more pathetic with the days.Sighing, I leaned against the front door, the action of turning the key made me feel too real, something I didn't want to be. Oh to just float away into the dark abyss and never have to deal with life again. Finally finding the energy to enter, the sight of the pancakes on the table deepened my frown, my appetite having long left my body with no sign of return.Trudging up the stairs I felt my inner turmoil at the thought of having to do schoolwork. Oh well, you know what they say, if ever in a state of fragile mentality do homework. Letting myself dissociate from the horror of life I began working through the heaps of assignments.So here we were, no more than two hours later, scrubbing down the tiles in the already spotless bathroom. "Yeah Embry, why

The sun shone down through the curtains temporarily blinding me as I tried to get a grasp on my surroundings. Groggily wiping the sleep from my eyes I groaned as I trudged into the bathroom."God I hate mornings" I whispered to myself getting ready to brush my teeth. Just then, mid-swish of my brush the memory of last night hit me full force, knocking the breath from my lungs.He was here, he had been in my room, forgetting all about the hygiene routine I rushed into my room, looking for a sign to prove it wasn't a dream.I could have continued brushing my teeth, spent a little longer convincing myself it was a dream but no, somewhere in that demented mind of mine I just had to let my eye catch the sight of the scrapbook. Lying face down from when he slammed it in anger, at the foot of my bed.Sighing, I let myself be submerged in a new found numbness. "Crap, what the hell do I do now" picking up the book, I threw it onto my desk, suddenly sick of the sight of my room."Morning" I wea

I urged my feet to move, for me to run after him and demand an explanation for his statement. I knew he was bluffing, he had to have been, there wasn't a body and my parents wouldn't be stupid enough to believe a note with no other evidence. But there was a voice in the back of my head who kept telling me that if anybody would be able to pull such a thing off it would be Noah. I knew as well as the voice did that I would want to push off hearing his side of the story for as long as I could. So, instead of bolting after him and making him tell me the truth or letting the prospect bring me to my knees as I broke apart inside, I followed my original plan and listened to his order. I was going to shower. It only took me about 10 checks of the lock on the door to convince myself he wouldn't be able to barge in while I was showering, at least another 5 minutes studying the bruising on my face from him but I finally showered and I felt slightly better afterwards.I had spent the entire sh

Muffled sounds surrounded me, I wasn't able to focus enough to really understand what was happening. My body was limp, securely pressed against a warm surface.I groaned trying to get more warmth from the surface, the little movement had my tired eyes shooting open at the excruciating pain that shot through my chest and shoulder.My eyes were met with dark, threatening ones staring down at me. I tried to pull away as I realised the warm surface was Noah's chest. Each movement was met with a sharp pain in my chest."Ah, ah, ah, I would limit my movement if I was you baby girl" his tone was impassive as I quit my struggling. I gripped his shirt afraid of being dropped, as he climbed the stairs holding me like a child.I was carried into an unfamiliar room, the walls and décor were all dark colours, giving the room an eerie atmosphere. "Now I want you to shower, you're filthy after your little journey and then I need to wrap that mark before it gets infected". His fingers ghosted over th

His eyes became cold and hard at the mention of the name, he jumped off the couch harshly pacing around the room, pulling at his hair. The sight of it alone made my insides churn, I had rarely seen him so uncomposed it was an unnatural sight to witness."You don't remember?" his steps halted, he stood facing me a mere five feet away but I could feel the negative emotions roll off of him. "I don't know what I remember," I sighed embarrassed. How could I not remember?"You blocked it out for a reason, Embry, maybe you just leave it at that." Tears of frustration started to spill out, he didn't get it. "Me knowing about it is not your decision to make, I'm just asking you to tell me something I have a right to know of" I protested, jumping from my sitting position as adrenaline ran through my veins.Nothing good ever comes from adrenaline and Noah."Oh yeah, then who gets to decide Embry, because I'm pretty sure you decided you didn't want to know" the volume of his voice was rising but