The Story of Me

Chapter 4

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Ten years later

I wasn't a little girl anymore and neither was Nova. I had tried more times than I can count to put an end to this but Ash was having none of that. As if to reinforce his decision anytime I even talked about him not needing me, because he could have any girl he wanted without having to blackmail them, that was when he would make an effort to be around Nova.

 Nova at fourteen was smart and beautiful, yet still sweetly innocent, and she loved Ash like a brother just as I had once upon a time. Not that that would stop Ash from trying to bother Nova from time to time when he thought he I wouldn't find out. I always knew when he did it because she would tell me he was acting "weird" but I knew what that meant. Although he never dared to go beyond a flirty comment or gesture here and there his behavior flustered her because this was Ash our "brother".

 I couldn't tell her to stay away from him, as much as I wanted to I never dared to tell her why out of fear she'd get hurt, but over there years I drilled the "he's our brother" belief into her head so many times she'd never see him as anything but that.

 Ash however was a whole different story, he just wasn't to be trusted. Nova would never dare to cross that boundary. But Ash would, he did it to me, and I was determined to never let this happen to her. Nova was delicate and something like this would destroy her, she'd never be able to cope with the secracy and lies she'd be forced to live with. The fact that Ash, our "brother" our family friend, had been the one to hurt her would eat her alive and I feared for what she'd do. I feared for her safety because Nova wasn't a fighter like me, she was a good girl, a quiet and angelic sweet little thing.

 Ash was a master at putting on a show trust me when say this! After ten years, TEN YEARS, no one knew what he did to me all those years ago and they still don't know whats going on to this day due to the many shades of his personality and acting skills that would put Broadway to shame.

 Around our families he was the "brother", the jokester, the nonchalant bastard that nobody batted an eyelash at when he threw his arm "affectionately" over my shoulders, when in reality it was his possessive streak slipping through. Then there was the "attentive boyfriend" display that was used out in public, now that we were older of course, all the while still being cautious of our surroundings in order to avoid acquaintances of either of our families. But it was when we were alone at his place that his true self was revealed, his oh so special personality that he kept hidden and reserved just for me, that was where he would become his possessive and sometimes physically abusive self.

 His possessiveness didn't phase me, despite his thoughts pertaining to my ownership I didn't belong to anybody and I definitely didn't belong to him, so why shouldn't I live my life despite the fact that he made a habit of using my body on a regular basis? At some point I had decided that it shouldn't stop me so from time to time I had sex with someone I actually got to choose. The fact that I got to go where I wanted and do it when and how I wanted to was thrilling to me. As was the fact that Ash had no knowledge of my little side experiences and honestly I perfered to keep it that way seeing as how we definitely didn't need any added drama.