#29:

Several weeks later, Matt and I had our first argument.
And no...
It wasn't because I caught him slutting with someone else.
It was because he was being a paranoid, controlling freak.
"I mean, I'm asking you to leave the dorms and come home with me, and I'm the bad guy?
"You only want me there to fuck me at any time," I mumbled.
"Oh, I already do that, sexy.So, I offer to drive you back and forth every day, and I'm a controller?''
"Yeah. You just want me to stay away from your brother. For days now, Mark has been like a hawk. He doesn't take his eyes off me."
"It's because you're so much hotter now. Look at you, Lucia's food has worked on you wonderfully, your tits and ass have grown."
I growled, frustrated.
"This is serious, Matt! You have to stop."
"I'm serious too. Even your pussy has gotten fatter and more appetizing." he mumbled, biting my chin.
"Hush.''
We were in the hospital cafeteria, and perhaps I shouldn't have tried to discuss those things with him, right in that place.
"But the worst thing is what you said afterwards. No, no, no. That did offend me. You had the cheek to that I want to be your guard partner just to satisfy my fantasy of fucking you under the shower here."
"Matt, shhh," I squealed. And he lowered his voice, speaking into my ear.
"I'm not going to forgive you for that, naughty hummingbird. I can't believe you think that of me. You have no idea how terrified I am of leaving you here alone, knowing that anything could happen to you."
I rolled my eyes.
"The murderer isn't what you're worried about. That guy disappeared again. He hasn't sent me threats on my cell phone for weeks now. What has you like a dog with fleas is your brother, right? What are you afraid of? Do you really think that I would leave you and go with him?"
Matt pulled his face away from my neck, looking me square in the eye.
"You women like danger, and my brother isn't only envious, he squirms for you."
Matt glanced at the people in the dining room, sideways, and leaned even closer to my ear.
"Do you know why Mark went to your room to have sex with Amalia, sometimes?
"To mortify me, I suppose." I mumbled.
"No. He did it, because he's so sick, he enjoyed shoving it into her, but looking at you."
Shit!
That's disgusting!
"Yes, Rosy. One of the things they were constantly arguing about is that, because she realized he looked at you.''
I swallowed dry.
Mark was much dirtier and meaner than I thought.And days later I experienced it first hand.
Matt went out to bathe and bring me food, like every afternoon, and I stayed, folding my clothes. Without realizing that the door was open, and with my back to it.
Strong arms wrapped around my waist, and thick lips stuck to my neck licking me there, I smiled, thinking it was Matt... but no.
"You came back quickly. " I whispered. "Did you change your mind and are you going to talk to me ?"
I felt him tense up, and I tried to turn around, but then he put his hand over my mouth, and gave me the first spank.
I screamed, that was not what I expected.
And I struggled, but he wouldn't let go.
"You're cruel and vindictive, little girl," he mumbled into my ear, and I broke out in a cold sweat from the shot.
Mark!
He moved me against the table, imprisoning me, and gave me another spanking.
"I warned you to stay away from him, I told you clearly that you would stay away or you would see what I'd do to you." He threatened, and I tried to yell against his hand.
I did, screaming over and over again, almost hoarse, as he spanked me and squeezed my buttocks in his hands.
"Leave him. "He murmured against my neck, licking my skin. " Leave him and be mine. I can give you harder orgasms, more perverted sex. I bet he won't finger your ass while riding you from behind, but I would."
Oh my God!
That sounded disgusting!
And sexy as hell…
I was scared shitless, in the mood the crazy twin was in, he could have easily destroyed my shorts and done really ugly things to me, but he seemed more interested in sucking my neck, spanking me and proposing dirty things than anything else.
He nipped at my chin and licked my earlobe.
"What do I have to do, hmm? Tell me. What do you want? I can give you whatever he gives you, and much more." He whispered, releasing me.
I turned around angrily, and slapped him.
But I miscalculated, and ended up scratching his cheek.
Mark took a step back, looking at me through his lashes.
"You are an animal! Damn son of a bitch!"
"This is nothing. And I'm really sorry we don't have enough time to play, which is too sad. But my little brother must be coming back." he blew me a kiss and took several steps back." keep behaving badly, keep kissing my brother in front of me, and walking around the fucking hospital holding his hand, and you'll see that that hickey on the neck will be nothing compared to what I will do to you next time."
Hickey?
"My proposal still stands, wild cat." he laughed." think about it."
And he left.
I ran to the door after him, looking to see if there was anyone outside, in the halls, and luckily there was no one.
I closed the door and when I stopped in front of the mirror I let out a grunt.
Well yes.
The fucking deranged had left a small but noticeable hickey on my neck.
I swallowed dry.
What could I do?
It was clear that Mark's goal was to cause trouble between Matt and me.
And if Matt saw the bruise on my neck, he was sure to smack his brother in the face, again.
I bit my nails.
I didn't want to cause more discord between the twins, but I couldn't let that asshole Mark go unpunished either.
However, I decided to dab some make up over the bruise, and pray to God Matt didn't get a sweet tooth on my neck that night.
***
Next morning, as Matt left the hospital to buy a couple of pizzas for our lunch, I walked up to Mark decisively and confronted him.
"Get away from me, you bastard. If you try something like yesterday again..."
"What? Will you tell my little brother to defend you?" he mocked.
"I don't need Matt to defend me, if you try something like that again, I'll kick your balls myself!"
Mark smiled.
"That just means you didn't tell him, and I wonder why? Doy You want me? Do you want more than you want him, little one?"
I took two steps back.
Scared.
The truth is that ... well, the spanking I kind had liked. Only a little. But I wasn't going to admit that, especially not to him.
"My proposal still stands. Come on baby...just leave him.''
"I have nothing to think about," I mumbled, pulling away. " I love Matt, you just disgust me."