Orphan

Chapter 34

The wetness outside became unbearable, I knew that I had to get inside at one point or another, but when was a tricky subject. The rain was really starting to come down. “Hey…You okay you’re shivering.” Hunter’s eyes fluttered open slowly, his eyes still adjusting as his body shook along with mine. “I’m perfectly fine, are you?” I frowned, trying my best to stop from shivering. His wet shirt clung to his body. “You need to go inside, please. I can survive here.” He forced a small smile onto his discoloured lips. I frowned. I couldn’t, I just couldn’t. “Monique, we’re not going to get anywhere if both of us are sick and unable to fight back.” He had a point, but that didn’t stop me from feeling any worse about the situation. “Why are you going along with what he’s saying Hunt; I know the truth I know no one had ordered her for the night… so why are you going ahead with his lies?”
Hunter sighed. “He threatened my family, he threatened your life. I didn’t believe you were alive until I saw you again… I didn’t want to risk anything. He spun me a story and I had to go ahead with it.” My mind went blank and rage filled up my chest, I couldn’t believe this idiot. “I am going to kill him, all I need is an opportunity and he’ll get his just desserts.” I growled through a clenched jaw as Hunter shook his head, looking me dead in the eye. “Don’t let them turn you into the monsters they are. For me, please promise me that?”
“I…Hunter who are they to take lives like this?” I sniffled hugging him tightly. “…And who are you to take theirs?” Hunter’s words made so much sense to me, I hated when he was right I absolutely hated it. I knew I couldn’t go through with my revenge plot now, his words would forever guilt me.

“Don’t worry about anything when they let me go I will wait for you and when you come home we’ll go far away from here, take our families and move somewhere better.” He smiled, I couldn’t help but return the favour. Although I knew that it would probably never happen. I knew they wouldn’t let him live, they couldn’t… he already knew way too much. He’s already seen way too much. I frowned. “What’s wrong did I say something wrong?”
“No… you always say the right things. I’m sorry I just haven’t been the cheeriest person recently.” I cleared my throat, hoping it would signify how uncomfortable I was with this conversation and he’d take the hint. With me being myself and my luck, it was bound to go the other direction. “Well okay. When you decide to tell me the truth again, I’ll be here.” He smiled softly and I nodded with a hesitant sigh. He knew me too well for me to be able to successfully lie to him, maybe that was my problem. I care too much about everything. I cared too much about Jane, I cared too much about Abigail, I cared too much about Hunter and I cared too much about Harry. Now I’m in this mess. I sighed again.

“Go inside. I’m serious. Come visit me later and we’ll talk but for now you go inside okay?” he mumbled quietly under his breath as I nodded, getting up to head in. The minute I walked through the door I was face-to-face with Harry as if he had been waiting for me the entire night in that chair. “Oh wow look who’s finally decided to come inside, had enough of the boyfriend now have we?” his smirk irritated me and he knew it. “Harry… why did you wait here, were you keeping watch or something?” I crossed my arms over my chest as he raised a brow at me. “I was, yeah. Now what are you going to do about it?” he questioned; just daring me to say something – anything – that would provoke him and give him a reason to either beat me or torture Hunter outside. I was not going to let that happen. So I stayed quiet. “That’s what I thought. Get upstairs and get undressed.” I stood still for a while staring at him in shock, though I must have looked more shocked than I actually was because I practically knew it was coming I just didn’t know how or when. “Now.” He threatened as I jolted from my thoughts and went up to the room, walking past him as he slapped my bum. I was sickened by him whenever he did things like this. Somehow this time the sick feeling was gone, all I felt was anticipation. I needed to know how this was going to go down and what they were planning with Hunter, I was trying to remain hopeful. Each step I took up to that room was like a voice getting louder and louder in my head, screaming. Don’t do it. Don’t do it. Don’t do it… I took another step as I opened the room door and the floor creaked, the voice began to scream. Don’t do it!

Don’t do it!

Don’t. Do. It.

I felt a pressure building up in my chest as my heart raced, the voices wouldn’t stop. I removed my clothes and the cold air immediately hit my bare skin.

Harry hurried in after me and the door slammed shut with a strong wind. Don’t do it. The voice whispered from inside of my head once more, I turned and faced Harry who stood in his underwear; dropping it to the floor.

Do it.

My body was instantaneously attacked and consumed by his arms with brute force while he kissed my neck. I groaned as his fingers gripped onto my skin. I was pressed against the window as he ravished my helpless body. Harry’s hand reached up for the curtain and ripped it off, throwing the material on the floor beside us. “Harry, what are you d-”
I wasn’t able to finish my question when his lips pressed themselves to mine in a heated rush, pressing my back against the open window. I looked outside turning my head sideways; only to see Hunter sitting just a few feet away tied to the pillar, seated uncomfortably the floor, it was then I figured out what he was doing. My eyes widened, “Harr- ah!” I gave off a deep throated moan as he slammed himself into me; my body arched against the cold glass. His hands pressed up against it boxing me in as I moaned. I turned my head only to see Hunter watching me with weary eyes and a pained look, I turned away. I looked at Harry, he was mercilessly going at it as he stared at Hunter; eye-to-eye while he proved his dominance in an animalistic nature. The glass was beginning to steam; he was getting rougher. My hands gripped his shoulders and my nails grazed his skin, he didn’t slow down one bit. In fact, it only encouraged him more.

He pulled out quickly, I was taken aback by the action. Then in a haste I was turned to face the glass as he took me from behind, I winced and pressed my cheek to it while my hands were pinned to the cold, transparent barrier. No doubt leaving the stainless windows with marks, streaks and smears the following day as evidence. Now I was directly facing Hunter, he wanted me to see him, he wanted to show him who was in control here and whose I was. I felt like a traitor watching him watch me that way, but I couldn’t stop my moans from escaping my mouth when his lips trailed down my skin and his thrusts grew stronger and deeper. The lust in Harry’s eyes was overwhelmingly seductive as we lost track of everything around us and we completely forgot about the boy outside of the window watching us. I was getting lost in it. Getting lost in his body, his hands, his lips, his touch. Him. Time went by at a snail's pace, but I could tell it had been at least an hour when we had finally ceased. I slid down the sticky window drowsily as I dropped to my knees and Harry walked away heading to the shower, leaving me there in pain and confusion. I had finally realised where I was and what was happening, I felt ashamed and covered myself up as quickly as possible, getting into bed before anything else could happen. I hadn’t known I was crying until my pillow had several wet blotches on it, but by then it was already too late to stop.