His Possession

Chapter 14

I beat her worse than I ever did before. I pulled her hair threw her on the wall, she hit her head twice. I picked up a glass from the table next to the bed and threw it right on her face. Surprisingly she was fast enough to dodge it. It smashed again the wall next to her and a piece flew and cut her cheek across. I grabbed a fist full of her hair and smashed her face across the wall. I ripped her shirt off and started beating her with my belt. I expected her to give up with this but she was a rebel and a strong one. I finished with the belt. I let her stand up. This was only the easy stuff.

If she decides to take the rebel way I was going to make her regret it and regret it bad. I asked her, "you ready to submit?" "try harder you dick!" was her cocky reply. That's it I'm going to make her regret this so bad. I forgot her age and I started kicking her, pulling her hair, punching her. Throwing her by her hair. Her nose started bleeding. I punched her jaw so bad she fell to the ground. I knew I had to do way more than this to break her. I still didn't stop. I ironed her back. Cut her back with the knife. She couldn't beat it more but the rebel in her didn't let her submit. She didn't bother stopping me from ironing her back. I stopped after her entire back was burnt black.

After that. I read her messages with her friends and told 5 of them about me. Jacob, Susan, Rick, Amy and Alex. Susan and Amy were angrier than the rest they kept abusing me. Stephanie tried her best to curb their anger but she failed. Her sister knew I was back. She couldn't say anything to me because if they did Stephanie would bear the brunt. She knew that if I could get out of jail once I could easily do it again so she didn't bother to call the police. I never ever thought Stephanie would tell them about her problems. I decide to speak to one of them, Susan. We used to speak on Instagram from Stephanie's account. She has a lot of aggression in her. I never really spoke to her on the phone but I could understand that she was concerned. I realised that if I separate these people from Stephanie she would break and that would be the ultimate way of revenge.

I spoke to Susan almost every day I did things no one would ever do to a 17-year-old girl. It sounded extremely unrealistic but that's what I did to her. They all started doubting her not realising that I was the one they were talking to and that I was actually doing all that to her. They didn't realise that she was actually going through all of This.

They started to drift themselves from her. She was breaking piece by piece. She broke completely when Susan broke off with her. I was there, the first thing she did was called Jacob and started crying, Jacob tried to calm her down he succeeded a bit but Stephanie just couldn't believe that she lost the best friends/sisters.

I was so frustrated that he was the first one she called I didn't keep quiet I beat her again and again. Inside her feel shit about herself. I cut down her self confidence completely made her feel like she ruined my life and it wasn't the other way around. I made her hate herself she started going into a depression she started going in or a shell. She stopped rebelling I loved the fact that she submitted to me but I was worried about her too.

Instead of helping her out, I added to her miseries, I got a weird sense of joy in each tear of hers when she would cry I would be on top of the world. The school was getting harder for her, her parents pressurised her for marks I screwed her happiness on top of all this and not being able to talk to them just broke her more and more.

One night after I was done torturing her she showered and sat on the bed and cried her eyes out she cried for hours. I did realise this but I was a bit preoccupied with my college applications. After finishing my application I turned only to see how hard she had been on her self her knuckled were bleeding. I knew exactly why she was crying but I had to show her that they weren't going to be there forever. And for sadistic pleasure I demanded her to get my leather belt from my cupboard and without questioning she brought it she wiped her tears but they did not stop pouring out of her eyes. Without me saying anything she took her shirt off and stood in position for a beating. While whipping her I gave her a good warning, "bitch how many times do I need to tell you they don't give two fucks about you so get over it they hate you and I have no shame in saying it's because of me and I'm proud of it." she was really hurt by my words and started howling. I let her sleep. After she was asleep I started watching The Vampire Diaries. Cause I didn't get sleep. I watched around 3 seasons when I finally got sleep. I cuddled with her and went off to sleep.