Insatiable Desire

Chapter 1

I wave goodbye to my friends as I start to make my way to my home. I live with Mrs Jacob, she's not my mother. She was supposed to look after me till I completed my high school. Today it was the last day at school and in some days I will be living with a new family in a new house. It will be my new home. My parents died in a car accident with a truck when I was only eight years old. I still remember,they never returned back from the dinner,at least alive. Mrs Jacob lives here in Boston and she was a good friend of my parents. She use to love me when they were alive,but now things have changed. She doesn't really appreciates of me,perhaps because I'm her restrain. I've handcuffed her for last seven years,but now I will be glad to set her free from me.

"Ellanore,you will have to take the flight tonight and you will reach Amsterdam to Mr and Mrs Scott. I gave you all the information you need in your black bag." Mrs Jacob said as she gathered all my bags and suitcases for me.
I was being sent to a family living in Netherlands. This is what the jury decided after the Scott's asked to adopt me.

"Thank you. Take care,and I will call you sometimes if you don't mind." I said in hesitation as I picked up the black bag and slung it onto my shoulder.

"Sure,call me. And take care honey. I wish you good luck for your new life." Mrs Jacob hugged me and for the first time I had a sudden urge to stay. I never wanted to be her load but today I wanted to stay.

"I hope you have all the things you need. Clothes,shoes,undergarments and sanitary napkins....oh I'm sorry. You haven't got your periods yet." She said shaking her head as she zipped the last bag after rechecking it.

Yes,I was fifteen years old and still didn't get my periods. The doctor said that I was healthy and that I will get them soon. She told me that it wasn't a thing to worry for,sometimes things like that happen with girls. But still I
feel too eerie of myself.

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I was dropped by Carla at the airport. Mrs Jacob's real name is Carla. I told her that I'd handle it from here. It was easy getting into a plane on your own. Only getting your stuff checked and then giving away your whole tickets and things. Easy. I made no mistake,only bumped into a girl once but thank goodness she was sweet. Everyone in the plane is quiet and I'm too falling asleep.

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The plane landed and I waited for Mr and Mrs Scott to pick me up. They were suppose to be here but it had been an hour and there is no sign of them yet. I picked my luggage and made my way outside the airport because some men were eyeing me suspiciously. I'm scared of men and I don't know why. I decided to call Mr Scott from somewhere outside because the battery of my phone was dead as I was hearing the songs. I get quite careless sometimes.

I dragged my luggage to the nearby park and sat alone on the bench hoping to find someone with a phone. It was dark and cold, just how a December night should be.

I spotted someone coming from far. A dark figure. I cleared my throat as the person reached closer to me. I stood up and went up to him.

"Excuse me. Can I please borrow your phone for a minute? I need to call my parents." I asked as I looked at the handsome boy.....man....I don't know. He had pitch black eyes and a very muscular body. Pale skin , straight nose and fully sculptured lips.He wore a white button down shirt and black pants. Looking down at me and giving nothing away,he handed over me his phone.

I took the phone and began to find my black bag that held all the information in it. Soon I learned that I didn't have it with me. No numbers,no addresses and no information. I didn't even have Carla's new cell number.

"Miss,are you done?" The husky voice of the boy questioned.

I in my confusional misery returned him his phone and stood bewildered at the situation I was stuck in. He started to walk away,leaving me soaking in perplexity of my own thoughts and problem.

"Is anyone coming to pick you up?" He returned back and looked at me with hooded eyes.

I shook my head in disapproval and he regarding me intently came closer to me.

"You are alone here in Portland?" He asked looking down at me.

Portland? Holy crap!

"This is Portland?" I asked still not believing the peculiarity in the state of affairs.

"Of course." He replied discourteously rolling his eyes.

I stumbled to my feet and sat on the bench holding my head in my hands.

"What just happened? Oh my God." I kept uttering unless that boy stood in front of me blocking the already indistinct light.

He was tall and brawny. Something about him was so menacing and intimidating that made me look into several directions since I had first made a contact with him.

"You have a place to be?" He asked shoving his hands into his pants and eyed me earnestly.

"No......sir. I don't." I said and the tears ran down my cheeks. I don't know why I called him so formally, but I guess it was because of his personality and my required distance with a stranger.

"Can I help you?" He asked shooting me look with his sharp eyes with his lips set into a grim line.

"Can you?" I asked as I gazed up at him.

"I think I can. Come." He spoke and gestured to get up.

I agreed because there was no choice left for me, there never is.

I picked my luggage all by myself and he didn't even offer to help out of courtesy. I sat in his car and we drove. While we were driving I guessed of how I got to Portland instead of Amsterdam. I must've exchanged my tickets with the girl at the airport and the bag , I had no idea where I lost it.

It took about half an hour to reach his place. It was not a town, just a large land with lake and a big house along with a stable.There was no other house to be seen. This man had already started giving me creeps but I couldn't do anything about them because I was bound to trust him at the moment.

"Inside." He ordered getting out of the car and I responded immediately.

I walked to where he pointed, his house. It seemed old but very exotic. It had that old charm and an untold tale. Just something that called out to me. Wooden floors and glass walls but the lights around were quite faint .
There was a hearth andI stood there waiting for him to come inside while I bent down towards the fireplace. In no time he was in and I stood in a more decent position.

"How are you going to help me?" I asked with trembling lips.

"There's a room upstairs, you can take that." He spoke looking at the long staircase, not bothering to answer my question.

I was guided to my room along with my luggage that I carried all the way from his car.

He shut the door and went outside leaving me in privacy. I was glad that at least I was alone because the tears that were threatening me were now falling. I missed Carla and my home. At least I wasn't abandoned and scared.

I waited for two hours but there was no trace of him. I was hungry but didn't feel like going out and asking him to fix me something to eat so instead, I started to change into something comfortable.

I took off my coat and jeans and stood bare in my grey , silk shirt with my panties only. I freed my hair from the ponytail and stood I front of the large dressing mirror admiring myself. My brown eyes were not sparkly and my skin was pale. The only thing that fell into place were my long,brown and silky hair. They reminded me of my mom. I spotted a stopped wall clock above the dressing mirror so I stood up on the table to take it off and get some batteries in it as I had no gadget where I could know the time. As I stood on the table, the lights went out and I stood still. I heard the door open of my room and all the blood in my body drained out.

"Where are you?" His husky voice called out.

"I. . . I'm on the dressing table." I spoke with hesitation.

It was pitch dark and the only sound to be heard was of the wind. I was feeling cold as the heater in my room had turned off.

Suddenly I felt his hands on my ankles that travelled straight up to my thighs. His touch was anything , but soft. His hands crawled up to the apex of my thighs and I closed my legs joining my feet together. My heart was beating so fast and was stunned by his disgraceful gesture. I wanted to speak but the words were seized inside my mouth.