Part 9~Fat Chipmunk~

Chapter 9 Fat Chipmunk
Donovan swiftly turned away from her, pouring the water into the coffee pot, his hands shaking so badly some of the water spilled on the countertop.
"Th...There you have it." His voice wavered as he fumbled over his words. He snatched his book up whisking away, leaving Shandy standing there in a state of complete disarray and befuddlement.
She didn't know what the hell had just taken place, confusion didn't even begin to describe the torrential storm of emotions filtering through her at this very moment.
Anger gripped her so fiercely, she felt like destroying everything in her path. She turned her body quickly, stomping out of the kitchen back to her room slamming the door violently.
"I've gotta get the fuck outta here noww!" She raged. "I can not take being here around that....that sonofabitch!" She gritted out.
She did not like how he made her feel. She had lost her head for a moment, making herself look like a needy desperate bitch in front of him and she couldn't understand why he had that kinda effect on her. Whatever it was...she needed to remove herself from the situation she was in Pronto. She'd rather freeze than to feel such an intense pull to that arrogant dick!
Shandy looked out the window, at least it wasn't snowing and it was daylight. Maybe if she could make it to the main road it would lead her to another home so she could get outta this nightmare.
There had never been any man to make her have such impure thoughts and cause her to lose her control like he was. She didn't like feeling weakened in "that way" unable to keep herself leashed to the point that she would have completely surrendered her virtue to this cocky fuck! And now he definitely knew it because of the way she had ogled him up and down like a lovesick adolescent.
She blamed herself for succumbing to his stare....his charm....his looks.....his sexuality.
Omg she was doing it again! "Noooooo!" She yelled, punching the mattress repeatedly.
"No! Hell no! He will not do this to me! I refuse to allow this! I've gotta get out of this place." She scurried around the room grabbing clothing and layering them over what she already had on.
By the time she was finished she resembled a chubby eskimo. She wore a pair of thick tights underneath her jeans, a pair of joggers over that. A cami, a long sleeved thermal over that and a hoodie. Then she wiggled into a pair of quilted waterproof coveralls zipping them up to her neck and slid her double socked feet into her snow boots. She grabbed her parka, gloves, toboggan, and a scarf layering all those on her fully covered body. She tied the hood of the coat snuggly around her face so that only a small portion of it was visible.
Shandy could barely move as she waddled across the room like a duck grabbing her backpack and shoving her phone inside. She made it to the front door with much effort, opening it gently as not to disturb the one she needed to escape from.
She stepped carefully out onto the porch as though she were a teenager sneaking out past midnight.
Shandy opened the screen door and exited the house as the rusty springs screeched loudly making her scrunch her face up like it would help quieten the noise it created.
Stepping down onto the few steps leading off the porch, the snow crunching beneath her boots as she began her long trek.
Moving was extremely arduous with all the clothing she wore, along with her injured ankle....yet she knew she needed all the extra layers for however long she'd be walking, until she could find someone...anyone to help her out of this Goddamn mare's nest she'd fallen into.
Shandy stared out at the ocean of sparkling white snow that blanketed the vast space before taking a deep breath and pulling up the scarf to cover all but her eyes. She began the long grueling walk she faced. All she knew was she had to get away from this guy, there was something odd about him and she did not like it... Not one bit.
Every step was a challenge since the snow was knee deep, yet she soldiered on. Stopping for a moment to catch her breath and sitting back on a large mound of snow pulling her phone out and holding it up high to see if she could get a signal, but there was still nothing...not even one damn bar. Her ankle had begun to throb & sting slightly as she pulled a glove off caressing her fingers over the bruised area gently, hissing as she did.
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Donovan sat in his room head in his hands trying to regain his composure from the emotional rollercoaster ride. He had never felt such a deep undeniable pull to any other woman...and there had been many. This one little stunningly perfect woman had roped him in just by standing close to him.
He had fled from her like a coward. He had been so close to touching her.....yet it was like a wall he couldn't get through, ultimately causing him to rush away as fast as he could. What was holding him back? Why did he have to walk in on her naked! He clearly wanted her. This whole thing was crazy, he liked his life as it was....why did he need her!? Oh yea because his father had said she would "complete him."
"I'm complete enough without that damn snooty little!..." He yelled out loudly in the quiet of his room. Suddenly he felt a weird sensation, as though something was terribly amiss. He stood, his feet automatically walking him to his window looking out he saw a figure moving away in the distance.
"Ohhh for fucks sake!" He boomed loudly. "fuck it! Let the little shit freeze! I don't give a damn!" He scoffed. Then suddenly remembering what his father had told him. 'If anything should befall your betrothed you will certainly feel the consequences of it, do not let any harm come to her son. I would hate to see you miserable all the days of your life.' Those were his fathers words verbatim.
"God dammit! You stupid little....!" He roared.
Donovan tore out of his bedroom door grabbing his coat as he went to go and retrieve this girl that was proving to be a damn nuisance to his entire existence.
Shandy sat listening to the silence of her surroundings as she rubbed her aching ankle which had been a task in itself to reach with all the clothing she wore.
"What the holy fuck do you think your doing woman!?" She heard a deep voice reply making her insides churn, along with anger swirling inside her gut.
"Ohh hell nnnooo! Not you!" She snarled, turning to see him standing over her.
He began laughing as soon as he saw her face all scrunched up with all the clothing she had on. "
Wh....what the hell is so funny you prick!?" She yelled, gritting her teeth.
"You...your funny brat!" He chuckled with his arms folded in front of him.
"You know what asshole?! Fuck you!" She shrieked. Her voice echoed all around.
"Better lower that big ass mouth of yours or you'll cause an avalanche and we'll be trapped together forever." He replied laughing which infuriated her further."You look like a...like a fat little chipmunk!" He howled out.
"Shuuuut uuuup you lowlife bastard! Leave meeee aaalooone! Just goooo! I do not want to be around you! She seethed.
"Just drag your ass back to the house right now! You weird fuck! Go! I don't need you!" She screamed out so loud he had to cover his ears. Yet he still kept laughing at the sight of her all scrunched up.
"Ok....but I'm here to tell you that if you live past the first day you'll be walking and walking before you get to a road little Miss thing." He snapped.
" I don't care! I'd rather die than to stay here with a grumpy ass piece of shit like you!" She flipped him off with a wicked grin on her face.
"Guess we'll do this the hard way then." He sucked in a deep breath, thinning his lips as he reached down grabbing onto the shoulders of her coat while she struggled to kick away from him but had no success with all the extra padding she was wearing.
"Ohhh nooo you dont! You son of a bitch"! She tried twisting away from him, flinging her arms around wildly as he pulled her along as though she were a sled.
"Stop whining you fat ass little chipmunk!" He replied snickering. The entire way she kicked, screamed and cursed nonstop.
He finally managed to get her up onto the porch, as she scrambled around pulling her extra padded self up with the help of the screen door as he chuckled out loud at the extra effort it took her to stand on her own two feet. One foot in nothing but a sock as she struggled to get her foot back inside h
the boot.
Shandy was so blind with rage she felt as though she could dig his eyeballs clear outta their sockets and laugh while she did it..
He leaned forward. "You will learn to listen to me, you mouthy little shit!" He grabbed her cheeks, squishing them together and laughing even harder.
All at once she spit right in his face, yanking herself free from his hold.
Donovan wiped her spit slowly from his cheek. She stood watching as his eyes changed into a flaming shade of swirling red. Fear gripped down to the very core of her soul.
"Wh...what are you!?" she whispered in a panic quickly rushing inside the house closing the door then made it inside her room closing and locking the door.
She slid down hugging her knees...body shuddering in horror. "I'm not crazy! I'm not crazy!" she cried out trying to stifle the whimpering mumbles of fear that came as a wave crashing over her entire body.
" Wh....what the fuck is he?! Omg! Omg! He....he's gonna kill me! Ohh holy God! Nooo! Nooo! Please help me God! Pleeeease help meee!" She prayed, her hands clasped together as tears poured down her face.
"God isn't gonna help you now Shandy!" He grumbled out angrily on the other side of the bedroom door. "Your gonna get the beating of your fucking life for that little mishap woman! I swear you'll be extremely sorry for everything you've done thus far" he remarked lowering his voice to a sickly threatening tone.
"P....pleeease just le....leave me aloone...I...I'm sorry....I wo....won't b...bother you a...anymore I... I pr....promise" she choked out, barely able to form words as she tried to catch her breath.
"Too laaate!" He sang out. "You do know that this little piece of wood separating us won't keep me from popping in there on you" He scratched at the surface.
Shandy cried so hard she was losing her breath more & more...pure terror & panic had sucked her into its grip. The entire room began to spin so fast she gasped for air holding her throat. She couldn't fight off the cold fingers of darkness that snatched her completely into its clutches as she tumbled over lifelessly onto the floor with a thump.