Ones Temptation

ARABELLA

Flames erupt in front of my eyes. I smirk and throw the gallon of gasoline into the burning building. I walk back to the car and get in. Niko's words swirl around my head.

'You've already marked me.'

What the hell had he meant? I shake my head and drive home. I wouldn't start hurting people until 11. It's only 8. I pull into the driveway and hop out heading into the house. I drop my bag to the ground and kick off my shoes. Amora and Aurora went out to finish off the pranks then were heading to Amora's. They don't get involved in the torture unless needed.

I walk into the living room before noticing a gift bag on the table. I look around confused before slowly walking to the bag. I pick up the letter in front of it before checking what's in the bag.

'Dear Arabella In this bag is a gift you gave me a while ago. You don't remember me. But I remember you. I'll always remember you. You've stolen a piece of my heart and have yet to fucking return it. I will return everything you ever fucking gave me. Let's see if you'll remember who I am. I was your everything once, believe it or not.

Sincerely, your star.

I stare at the letter confused before opening the bag. It's a teddy bear. 'A+N' is sewn on it's chest next to a stitched star. I throw the bear down and grab my phone. I go through all my social media trying to figure out who the hell this person is. Growing annoyed. The bracelet I found has to be from this person.

I run upstairs and grab the box. I run back to the living room and take out my phone taking a picture of the polaroid. I reverse image search it but only one thing comes up.

The newspaper from my car crash.

I click the article and read through it.

'A 9 year old found hardly alive on the side of the road..'

I feel the lump in my throat start to rise and I run to the bathroom. I throw up all the liquor and food I've eaten today suddenly feeling sick. Ever since I woke up from my coma my mother has found ways to blame me for the crash. She doesn't say it like 'the crash was your fault' but her little remarks always hint to that.

I get up and brush my teeth and pop a piece of gum into my mouth. I walk back to the living room and grab my phone posting the picture on my instagram with the title 'Anyone know who the hell these people are?'. I doubt anyone will answer but from the 13 thousand people who follow me. . .someone has to at least know something. I throw my phone down and put everything into the box.

I've always been attached to stars. But no one tells me if it's something from my past or if I just have a weird liking to them. I'll find out who the hell is doing all of this and I'll ruin them.

...

I leave my place at 10 and head to the small place in the woods to make sure everything is set up properly. I won't kill anyone tonight. I'll just leave a few marks and send them on their way. I never cared if I got caught. I got caught once. But I was young and didn't realize masks would help me not get caught.

Now. . .I make sure I get caught. Something about being in handcuffs while watching people try to save someone's life is satisfying to me.

...

"Jasper. . .let's go to the woods," I fake moan as he sucks on my neck.

Jasper is the star point guard on the basketball team. But what people ignore is the fact he's a dirty guy who fucking thinks using slurs is funny. Little piece of advice. . .it's not fucking funny. It's disgusting actually.

He nods and drives to the spot I led him to. I smirk and lead him into the small cabin. I sit him on the couch and straddle him. His filthy hands grip my waist and try taking off my clothes.

"Hey hey no. Not yet. Wait."

He ignores me and rips off my top instead. He goes after my pants next and starts unbuttoning them. I grip his hands, shoving them away.

"Come on seriously! Stop being a stubborn bitch and just let me fuck you," He bites out unzipping my pants.

He latches onto my neck shoving his hand into my underwear. I start to panic trying to pull his hand out from my pants. He uses his free hand to grab my hands and pin them behind my back. I try to pull away but he grips my arms tighter.

"Jasper. . .please. no ," I whisper suddenly feeling powerless.

He quickly flips us over and pins my hands above my head. He kisses all over my body. I try to get out of his grip but fail. I hear his belt unbuckle. My heart drops to my ass but before Jasper can get any further his body is being ripped off of mine.

"She fucking said no," Punch. "You have to be fucking kidding me seriously?," Another punch. "I'm going to rip off her dick then shove it down your throat so deep you won't be able to breathe," punch.

I quickly sit up and fix my shirt and pants. I look at the attacker and notice the clothes. Black jeans,black shirt, and that stupid fucking black leather jacket.

"Nikolaus?"