His Possession

Chapter 2

His house was a mansion. His bedroom was massive. He also had a jacuzzi in his room. When we reached up he threw me onto his bed and started implementing rules on me.
"Rule 1: no back talking to me
Rule 2: Listening to everything I say
Rule 3: you'll be punished if you tell anyone
Rule 4: you can't talk to any guys
Rule 5: you can only talk to the people I allow you too
Rule 6: I can punish however I think is suitable
Rule 7: If you tell anyone there will be horrible consequences
Rule 8: No abusing!
Rule 9: No defence against me
Rule 10: Wear what I want you to wear"

Did I hear him correctly? Was I dreaming? I was so lost. I couldn't believe what I was hearing my boyfriend the guy I loved he was implementing rules on me!! The one who doesn't follow any rules the miss trouble! Wow, I really had to show him that I wasn't going to be tamed.

I got off the bed, walked passed him and was just about to open the door he gripped my hair and dragged me to the bed and threw me there by my hair. "Who the fuck do you think you are hitting me?! My parents have never raised their hands on me who the fuck do you think you are" I felt another slap on the same cheek as the previous 2. "I can go on an entire night like this" I answered with sass dripping through my voice. I felt another hard slept on my face. That's it I got up and slapped him really hard on his face. He was taken aback. He didn't know what hit him he stumbled a few steps backwards. I took this opportunity and ran out of his room and through the main door. His house was only 5 blocks away from mine. Luckily I was in converse, I ran down 3 blocks before I saw a car approach next to me. He looked pissed as if he was on the verge of blowing up. He spoke extremely slowly but with authority, "Get in the car right now!" I just burst out laughing. I was still walking and he was driving at the pace of my walking. I stopped opened the car door he smiled as if he won, I half sat in and slapped him really hard. Before he could grab me I slammed the door and started running towards my house. I finally reached home safely. I got inside and ran up to my room. Hearing my footsteps my brother screamed, "Steph is that you?" I screamed back from my room, "ya" he walked into my room I was sitting on my bed listening to music. "Mom and dad have gone out of town for some business we are alone for 3 months. ( I wasn't surprised cause my parents travelled a lot for business purposes I was surprised how it was such a short trip) But as of now what do you want to eat for dinner?" "I don't mind anything whatever you prefer." I went back onto my phone. "I was thinking of ordering in and then doing a movie marathon. How does that sound?" I squealed in happiness, "yes! you're the best brother ever lets goo I'm really hungry" he laughed and walked out of the room. After 30 mins we were back home on the table eating our Mexican food. My brother and I both love Mexican food. After dinner, he got a call and he walked off the table I cleaned up the table and washed the dishes. I sat in the couch going through my Instagram feed, after 15 mins my brother emerged from the backyard with a worried look on his face. "what happened all OK?" he sighed and sat down next to me on the couch. "I don't know how to say this..." he gave a long pause. I understood that this was not going to be pretty. He continued after 3 mins which felt like an eternity, "Our cousin, Emma from Canada is coming to stay with us for 3 months while mom and dad are out for work." after saying this he busts out into laughter looking at my reaction. I was soo angry with him for scaring me. I started hitting him with a pillow and he was at a disadvantage as I was sitting in him, I continued to hit him until he started tickling me I fell off the couch he jumped on top I em and continued tickling. We were laughing so hard that we didn't hear the door open and our cousin walks in. I finally felt the weight of me being lifted, when I finally got myself to stop laughing I saw my sister standing with her arms folded across chest.

My sister was a disciplinarian, a perfectionist. She would not handle any slack up in marks or attendance. She was a straight-A student my brother was also a straight-A student. I was not a straight-A student I had a couple of Bs and I knew what my sister would think of that. My sister was super strict. Yes, she has spanked my brother and me to discipline us. We were scared of her out of respect not out of fear of being spanked. I could talk to her about anything, she was like my second mother. She was 27 years old.

She looked serious me and my brother stood quietly with our heads down we didn't have the guts to look at her in the eye. "Nothing to say both if you? It's not even been 12 hrs since Aunt Jennie and Uncle Fred left you all and look at the state of the 2 of you. Up to your rooms both of you. Go and wait for me in the corner." "But I'm not 5 I'm 21 years why do I need to stand in the corner?" I giggled but shut up as soon as her gaze fell on me. "You are in no position to negotiate with me young man now both of you up to your rooms this minute" both of us went up to our rooms. I went and stood in the corner and patiently waited until I heard the room door creak open she walked in, "come sit on the bed" I dragged my feet and sat on the bed next to her. "So how has the school been? All good? Can I see your marks pls?" "schools been good, no trouble this year." with that I got up and got my last 2 semester's progress report.