"Im going to fucking break you" Reston seethed.
"Please. Please. Please. I beg you. Don't hurt me." I cried taking steps back.
Blair Summers has always lived in fear due to her relentless stalker, a presence that has haunted her since her mother mar...
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I was born to a teenage mother who worked tirelessly to provide me with the best education and experiences she could afford. She was my rock, my guiding light in this chaotic world. Everything seemed normal until I turned eleven and discovered that she was in a relationship with a wealthy man. Suddenly, our lives took an unexpected turn.
When we first came together as a family, I was cautious and reserved. Little did I know that my stepbrother, Reston, would develop such a deep hatred towards me. At first, I couldn't understand why he despised me so much. I was just a young girl trying to navigate this new family dynamic and new house. He was three years elder to me. It started slow. With rude remarks to intentionally hitting me. The way he looked at me scared the absolute day lights out of me.
Things took a drastic turn when I was admitted to his luxurious private school. Reston and his friends made it their mission to torment and bully me every single day. Reston took me every where with him, made me his servant under the pretence of a loving brother. My parents were completely oblivious to this. The pain and humiliation were unbearable, but I tried my best to stay strong and not let their cruelty break me.
But then, that one unfateful day arrived. The news spread like wildfire through the school, and Reston dragged me out of class by my hair. My heart pounded in my chest as he revealed the unimaginable truth - my mother had murdered my stepfather. The world around me shattered in an instant, and I was left reeling from the shock.
As if the loss and confusion weren't enough, Reston, now eighteen, inherited his father's tech company. Suddenly, he held immense power and control over my life. He became my legal guardian .The abuse and torment that had been confined to the school walls now followed me home, intensifying with each passing night. He made it a point to shackle me in every way he could. I have tried to run and hide, I have even tried to end my life but I'm lost. Lost. Lost every where and at everything. My grades are barely passing but I need to graduate no matter what or I will be forever unemployed and caged.
Today, I turn seventeen and my freedom is still way out of my hands. I'm in debt to Reston. I owe him a hundred million dollars that I'm not even sure I spent or used. But on papers I do. There's proof of everything. And I can't leave until I've paid my dues. I have just another year to collect this money without a job. Now, as I navigate this treacherous path, I cling to the hope that someday, somehow, I will find a way to escape this nightmare and find the light that once filled my life.
As I sit up in my bed squinting my eyes. I see him. With a cake and a chef's knife in my bedroom doorway. My stalker. My heart beats with the possibility of Reston finding out. My heart beats as I see the knife. I know he intends to cut me with it. He's told me. Every night.
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I returned home from school, only to be confronted by the horrifying sight of my stepfather's lifeless body. Reston, with a cruel glint in his eyes, dragged me towards the gruesome scene. Fear and confusion consumed me as I struggled to comprehend the magnitude of what had happened.
The air in the police station was heavy with tension as I sat there, being questioned about my mother's motives and whether I was involved in any way. The whole scene was traumatic, and it felt like my world was crumbling around me. I was just a fifteen -year-old girl, thrust into a situation I had no idea how to navigate.
The evening passed in a blur of distress and tears. I couldn't help but worry about my future and mourn the loss of the ones I once considered family. My stepfather had always been kind to me, and I couldn't wrap my head around why my mother would do something so terrible. Yet, in the depths of my heart, I still trusted her. I believed that she couldn't have had any ulterior motives, despite the doubts that lingered in my mind.
The confusion and conflicting emotions left me drained and utterly lost. I found solace by the window sill in my room, gazing out into the darkness, hoping for some semblance of clarity. It was in that moment of vulnerability that the door creaked open, and a figure stepped into the room. I didn't need to think twice to know who it was. It was Reston, and I knew that pain was about to consume me once again.
Reston harbored a deep hatred towards me. I was nothing more than a reminder of the life he had lost. I braced myself for the torment that awaited, knowing that he would stop at nothing until he broke me, just as his father had been, by my mother. The weight of his hatred hung heavy in the air, suffocating any hope that remained within me.
In that moment, as I faced the darkness that awaited, I clung to the flickering ember of strength within me. I knew that surviving this torment would require every ounce of resilience and determination I possessed because I had no one to save me today. No one to scream out to. I had to find a way to rise above the pain and reclaim my life from the clutches of despair.
"You will pay Blair. For the filth you and your mom brought into my life." His voice echoed in my dark room. My heart beat with fear and uncertainty.
"Reston..? I'm sorry. I'll leave . I promise you'll never have to deal with me. I- I don't know why this happened and how I'm at fault but I'm sorry." I said in a low small voice. I really am. I know what's it like to lose a father.
"You're not going anywhere my dear Blair. You're going to stay with me until I've used and abused you to my liking. You know there's no one to save you here anymore?" His sinister voice came through and it created a havoc in my brain. What is he saying?
"I don't understand." I said backing into the window as if there were more space to run away.
"You're my prisoner now princess. Forget everything you've ever known. I will dictate you, your life and your body. It's all mine." He rumbled. His voice permeated my conscience.
"You won't let me leave?" I asked as short breaths left my chest.
"Never." He leaned against the door frame.
"Why?" I pondered.
"You know I have hated my self for the longest time for getting attracted to your filthy unbloomed body. It's time I stretch and mould it. Im going to ruin your body." He chuckled.
I clutched the throw blanket in my lap. I was fearful of a lot of things but today his words sound like pure bred venom. He stepped closer unbuckling his belt. The smell of scotch lingered in the space between us.
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