Their Possession

Forty Six

Elora stirred awake slowly as she heard some murmurings outside. She blinked her eyes trying to recall the last memory but failed to remember anything as her head pounded hard. She got off the bed and slowly went to the door trying to hear out the heated up conversation seems to be going on.

‎"I don't understand why you keep hanging on that. Don't tell me you get attached to her forgetting our plan." it's Anton's voice she heard first as he spoke with an annoyance.

‎"I'm not. I was just saying that I could've done that without even drugging her. That was totally unnecessary." Edward spat through gritted teeth.

‎"What is the difference, man? Either way you're gonna screw her. And you are just pretending, boy, never forget that she's just a pretty slut in our plan." Elora felt her heart speeding up hearing their conversation.

‎"I know that." there was a mad edge in his tone.

‎"It's solved then. Go back and check on her, I hope last night is enough to make her pregnant." with that said he walked away leaving Elora stuck in her place unable to move.

‎The door before her opened and she came face to face with the man who she despises the most at the moment. Edward's angry face crumbled into one that express surprise as he saw her standing behind the door wearing his t-shirt which he made her wear last night.

‎"How-" her voice wavered as she tried to form words. "how could y - you do this?" she couldn't control the tears that escaped her eyes. She can't believe that Edward took advantage of her body last night which she doesn't remember at all.

‎His face goes blank, "You heard everything." his face and voice suddenly became void of any emotions.

‎"Yes I did. So what? You gonna rape me again?" she asked bitterly as tears streamed down her cheeks.

‎"Don't be dramatic, Elora. As far as I remember last night you were moaning my name like there is no tom- "

‎"SLAP"

‎He was stunned as his face turned to the right slightly. "You are disgusting." she spat out before running towards the bathroom.

‎She closed the door and broke down, crying her heart out, crying until her throat aches. She feels helpless and hopeless simultaneously. She lost her little hope that her life would take a good turn.

‎She feel lonely. But mostly she feels guilty. Guilt for them. Even though she hates them for what they did to her parents. She feels guilty for the things she did unconsciously. She hates everything that is happening in her life. She hates herself for being this weak and cowardly towards the people who are hurting her physically and mentally.

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‎1 week later

‎It was mid afternoon as I was laying on my bed with my stomach down literally feeling my soul leaving my body. I almost cried in relief when I got my period this morning but I didn't expect the cramps to be this intense. I shifted pulling the cover over my head and curled up into the fetal position trying to suppress the intense abdominal pain.

‎I heard the door creaking and groaned internally. From the day I slapped him, I hadn't spoken to him at all. Not a single word. That night I didn't expect him to crawl into my bed at midnight. I put up a fight first but when he pulled my back to his chest tightly and muttered a single word 'please' into my neck, I gave up reluctantly. And for this whole week he just slept hugging me from behind, trying to talk to me but I didn't utter back a single word to him.