No Control (Kellic)

31. Bumpy Roads

A week has passed since the incident with the thief. Vic's security around the house has been more strict ever since the incident. He's paranoid that it will happen again, but who wouldn't be after what happened? Ever since that day I have been afraid to sleep alone. I wasn't going to complain about Vic's actions with tightening the security.

I've tried my best to be good for my Sugar Daddy the past week as well. I have obeyed whatever commands he had gave me, I re-payed him all but for one thing, and I have been on my best behavior for my Daddy.

Today I was going with Tony to do some volunteer work at the place where he worked at. I didn't mind the work, as it was only paperwork. Both Tony and I knew if any manually labor was required Vic wouldn't allow me to help Tony at all. 

Vic was hesitant on allowing me to go with Tony to his job even though it was just paperwork. He was afraid something would happen to me and that could interfere with his business that he was CEO of. Over the past weeks, prior to the incident, he's slowly made it from manger to CEO of the company. And Vic didn't need any distractions. 

The only way I managed to have him allow me to help Tony out was by giving my Sugar Daddy a blow job. Even then he had restrictions on what I should and shouldn't do. I had to stay near Tony at all times, I agreed on the restrictions as long as I was able to help out Tony. 

I was currently dressing in clothing that was casual, but not too casual. Tony didn't have a job like Mike or Vic in the office, instead he focused on a clothing line. I had promised him that I would help him out the best I could.

I decided to dress in a white shirt that was just one size too big and a pair of black jeans that could still fit me. The shirt had the logo of Tony's clothing line he co-owned, which was the Key Street Clothing Co. I slipped on a pair of black high tops from Converse before placing a black and red plaid flannel on top of the shirt. I then went out to the garage to get the white 2015 Toyota Corolla.

I sat down in the borrowed car and made sure I had my things before placing the key in the ignition and turning on the engine to the car. I then pulled out of the parking place and went down the road and began to drive towards the address that Tony had given me. After a long time of driving I noticed that there was a car following me.

The car has been following me for a few blocks and I had no clue what to do. I made a turn and decided to take a more longer way towards the building.  After I made the turn I reached for my phone and went to call Vic as soon as I unlocked it. I held the phone to ear while I drove and talked on the phone at the same time.

"Is there something wrong?" Vic asked automatically.

"Yeah, t-there is this car that's been following me for a while." I start, but stop when Vic starts talking.

"A car? What's the color of the car? Can you make out who it is who is driving it?" He fired questions at rapid pace. I paused and glanced back at the car. It was too far back to identify the driver.

"The car is dark grey, two white strips down the middle. It's got big silver rims on the wheels. The person is too far back to tell the facial features, but I can tell it's a guy." I say, making a turn to another street.

"Alright, I'll-umm-" I didn't pay attention to the rest of what he said as the car behind me had began to speed up. I couldn't react in enough time to stop it from hitting the car. The man hit the bumper before hitting the right headlight roughly and causing it to spin out of control and begin to tumble over and over until it ran off the road and into a tree that stopped the car from spinning.

I groan softly before moving slowly. I stopped and cried out at when I felt a sharp pain in my leg. I glanced down at it to see that it was trapped in the crumpled metal of the interior. It was probably broken to some degree. I placed a hand on my upper thigh, hissing softly at the pain.

My thoughts were re-averted to a voice shortly after the discovery. I faintly heard the voice of my Sugar Daddy in the distance on the wire. His voice was panicked and worried. I glanced around for the cellular device for a few minutes. I finally found it after looking under some of the debris.

"-Kellin?! Babe, what happened? Are you there?!" 

"V-vic?" I asked, holding the device in my hand and looking around. I stopped when my head began throbbing wildly. "It hurts." I mumble, leaning back and placing a hand on my stomach. "It hurts so fu.cking much." There were a few glass pieces that stuck around in that area and it frightened me. I felt a few warm drips on the side of my face. The drips turned out to be tears mixed with blood. 

I heard a brief mutter of curses and other muttering on the other side of the phone. A moment later Vic's voice spoke up. I could hear the sound of him fast pacing and doors opening then closing. I was already starting to loose more and more blood from the cuts on my body, this made me start to go in and out of consciousness.

"Darling. Stay awake for me dear." he spoke gently but his voice was strained from stress. It was as if he knew I was trying my hardest to stay awake now.

"I-...I will try." I say slowly, closing and then reopening my eyes.

"Kellin, I'll meet you at the hospital. You can ask me questions later if you want to, for now just save your breath." Vic said, I could already hear the sound of sirens in the distance. 

"O-okay." I closed and opened my eyes again. 

The next few moments went by in a blur. The sirens were loud and sounded like they were next to my ear. Vic had left the line when he heard the sirens yelling. His voice was replaced by a different one, a more deeper and masculine voice. It commanded me to stay awake, but I could not do it. I felt a overwhelming urge to allow the darkness to engulf me. 

I gave in to the urge and allowed the weight to drag me into darkness.