Chapter Ten

Chapter Ten

I froze to the bed at his words. I wished I could be buried ten feet under the earth at that point.

“Let him in.” the three most feared words at that stage of my life rolled out of Brandon’s mouth. Was he doing this on purpose? He indeed was!

I looked at him fearfully, but he looked away with an air of haughtiness, sliding his hands into his pants pockets, watching the door inquisitively. He scoffed at the sight of Ethan in the room, while I looked on in horror, hoping he wasn’t going to fuck this up. He had an evil smirk splayed on his face, with an evil glint in his grey burning eyes.

“Babe, why don’t you take your fucking calls?” he growls, stalking towards me. My lips quirked in terror. My nightmares were here, two of them at once.

“Isn’t it obvious?” the cold, grim voice of Brandon came, startling me, setting me on my nerves. Was he trying to expose me?

Cos what the hell is obvious!? God no! Just take me right here, right now.

“What is obvious?” Ethan glared at him indignantly, but Brandon just poked his tongue against his chin, giving it a seductive bulge, before flicking it out. He looked so fictional at that point.

Ethan was mad to stupor at his reaction. He clenched his fists as his body trembled with anger.

“Answer me! What is obvious?”

Brandon had a sly grin splayed at the corner of his mouth, giving him a more provocative demeanour.

“Are you that dumb?” he cocked his head to one side, “she’s bandaged on both arms!”

Ahh! What a relief to me!

Ethan glanced at me with a sneer, and with a knowing relief in his voice, he said; “This. Is none of your fucking business.” Ethan could rarely speak without cursing. “I should have known that you amount to nothing but a silicon prick.”

Ugh! This is going so bad.

“Did she tell you mine was bigger than yours?” he said almost in a whisper, with a mischievous, devious smile.

I froze in terror.

Oh no! This idiot!

My breathing became hitched as I tried to look away from both of them.

“No. I figured she has no business with yo’ smelly ass.”

No, no, no, no, no, no… dear God!

“You wish.” came the grim reply from Brandon with that same evil smile. Ethan shot a glare at me, and I melted at his burning stare.

“Excuse me. I need to talk to my girlfriend now!”

“Your girlfriend?” he sneered, rolling his eyes mischievously. Why was he doing this?

“Yes, my girlfriend! Too bad, she can never be yours.”

Oh God, may he not answer to this please!

Brandon let out a voiceless laugh, tilting his head backwards and looking at the unseen audience above him.

“You may talk to your girlfriend.” he said, pronouncing the girlfriend in a very sarcastic way.

“You need to leave us! Now!”

Brandon took menacing steps towards him, standing face to face with him with his hands regally resting in his pockets, giving him a modified look. They were inches apart from each other all exuding anger and intimidation, although Brandon was more dignified in his posture.

“You might wanna talk to your little girlfriend, but you dare not tell me where to be while you do.”

Oh no! He sounded so intimidating and pissed. I could sense the fear in Ethan’s eyes, because he blinked and swallowed, trying to maintain his stern expression, fallably.

“Please, you don’t have to fight.” I squeaked pleadingly at Brandon.

“No little dove, Ain’t no one fighting here.”

I paled out at his words. Dove??? He's sure doing this on purpose!

Ethan glared at me with a suspicious look.

“Please, can you spare us a minute please?” I said quickly, pleading with my eyes and voice.

He looked at me as if studying me, his nose twitching and quirking up. It looked like he wanted to be sure if I was really okay with him leaving, as he sensed the tension between me and Ethan.

“Fine!” he heaved, “just a minute and that’s it.”

He glared at Ethan before taking a slow, god-like stroll towards the door with Ethan glaring back after him.

“You hit her, didn’t you?” Ethan couldn’t hide his disgust any longer.

Ethan why!?? This guy has won the fight, quit trying! I cried inside me.

Brandon stopped in his tracks, then turned to him with a very stern, yet, alluring expression on his face.

“I did. Why?” He was so calm! Audacious!

I could feel the blood boil over Ethan’s chest.

“You’ll sure pay for this!”

He chuckled sardonically, like he had heard some children’s joke.

“With pleasure.” he said in mock humour and winked at me before walking out of the room, leaving me pale with fear, Ethan with a glare and the room with eerie silence; except for the pounding heartbeats from my chest and the heavy breathing sounds from Ethan.

“What have you been doing?” he glowered at me.

“I didn’t…” my voice trailed off with tears streaming down my face.

He seized my throat, squeezing at it roughly and seething at me with rage.

“Did. He. Touch. You?” he asked with clenched teeth.

I grimaced in pain trying as hard as I could to wriggle out of his grip.

“No!” I winced when he managed to let go of my neck.

“Good girl. I know you won’t let him baby.” he said with a wicked grin, rubbing my lips suggestively with his thumb. It was at this moment I wished Mia never cheated with him. Maybe, all these wouldn’t be happening.

His eyes peered into mine hungrily with lust and strong desire dancing naked in them.

“You look more beautiful when you cry. He muttered in a husky voice, using his thumb to wipe the tears from my cheek slowly, and suggestively slipping the very same thumb into his mouth, sucking it loudly in a very disgusting way. I thought I would puke. That was way too disgusting. How did I not know this side of him?

“Mmm… salty!” he commended in a raspy voice, as if he was enjoying it.

I cringed in disgust at his outrageous behaviour.

“You taste… good. I can’t wait to taste you more.” His eyes flickered with desire.

“Mia sent her greetings.” he added with a knowing, evil smile. I swallowed. Hard. I knew Mia didn’t send any shitty greetings, it was his own way of reminding me of my sins.

“Get well soonest, I've got a lot of ideas for you, baby.” I cringed at his words, my eyes sparkling with terror. He wants to blackmail me into giving him my body. Such an animal! I was so right after all.

I felt a sharp, panging throb on my head, and quickly shut my eyes, taking in a deep breath slowly to calm my nerves. My head was badly affected by the accident and had been bandaged.

He grabbed one of my hands fiercely, pulling at it with an evil smirk and I shrieked in pain. For once in my life, I wished Mr. Entitled was right here beside me.

“Ouch! That hurt!?” He pretended to be surprised by my reaction, then he stooped down, placing his mouth over my ear, and whispering deviously…

“Soon, you’ll be screaming just the same right beneath me…”


“Times up!” Brandon barged into the room announcing, interrupting him.