Secrets

Part 7

      "Why are you here? And how the hell do you know where I live." You hissed. You tied the string of your robe tighter around your waist as you look at the man standing at your door. The mans eyes raked over your form, lust filled his eyes as he licked his lips. You glared at the man that you best friend was dating, supposedly. Your wrapped you arms across your chest. You felt exposed. You cleared you throat in announce. Waiting for him to give you a good reason why he was here.

      "I wanted to apologize for the other night I know your friend means a lot to you. Do you mind if I come in to talk?" He tried to walking by you, but you grabbed the door holding it to the side of you.

       "No you are not welcome in here. So if you don't mind removing yourself from my door. Then maybe I'll not consider you apology. You went to shut the door but his size over took yours as he flung the door back on you. You stumbled back. You ass hit the ground. He walked towards you in long strides you crawl backwards trying to get away as you scramble up to you feet. You ran up the stairs. He was hot on your heels. Making it into your bedroom slamming the door as you locked it. You searched for William's hand gun. The man kicked the door busting it open.

       The man stalked towards you grabbing your feet as you were on the bed looking for the gun in the nightstand on the other side. Pulling under him on the bed. You let out a scream. Fighting the man off of you. You felt him against you and all you wanted to do was vomit. His large fat hand palmed you breasts hard it felt like he was going to pop them. You scream as loud as you could trying to knee the man but he pushed his leg between yours. Suddenly another man came in.

       "Dave, get off of her you know the boss won't like that." The other man yelled pulling his friend off of you. Before you knew it everything went black as there was a sharp pinch in your neck.

*You laid on your boyfriend William, both of you intertwined with each other while in bed naked, after just finished a long love making session, your fingers trace along his chest and stomach. Watching his body rise up and down with each breath he took. He moaned as you fingers started to travel down towards his hips then make their way from his bellybutton along the tail of hair heading down to his semi soft cock. He then would groan when you travel back up. Cause you to giggle. Placing soft kisses along his chest.*
 
       *"Sweetheart you mind letting those kisses go further down." He grumbled want more. You smirked into your kiss as you complied. Going further doing his body the same as you did with your fingers. Following the trail of hair stopped right where his cock meet his body. With a giggle you moved back up his body. As you started to move on top of him. You straddle his midsection. He growled in annoyance. "My little tease." He hissed. As you kissed his lip.*

         *"What little old me a tease never." You mumbled against his lips. You felt his cock hard and ready to go against the back off your ass just poking you slightly still to far from it for his liking. Wiggled your ass down a little more against it. Before you could say more he flipped you under him. Pinning your hands above your head as he roughly pushed his cock against your still wet folds from earlier that night. You gasped in response. He took the time to torture your folds. Never pushing himself into you only rubbing along your slit. You moaned each time.*

      *"You are mine, and I will never let you go." He hissed with such possessiveness dripping from each word. He then bit into your neck. Cause you to cry out. And before you could react he slammed in your entrance. You yelped then cried out arching you back as he took you rougher then he had ever done before. You knew you were going to be sore before, but now you were going to have massive bruising on your neck and chest. Let alone you core as he pounded hard into you. Your scream and cry drowned out his moans. It hurt but in a pleasurable way.*

        Tom pulled up to the house three hours later. Groceries in hand. He went to put his key into the door, but it pushed open. He thought maybe he didn't pull it shut. The bag where in his view as he went to set them down on the table he noticed you hadn't finished your breakfast, and in fact it only looked like you took a few bites he knew you liked his cooking so why did you not finish.

        "Y/n?" He called with some confusion in his voice as he set the bags down on the table. He noticed the kitchen door to the living room was closed which you never closed it. "Darling?" He called again as he pushed the door open his eyes widened at the sight of the living room. It looked like a tornado ran through. The couch was flipped over as the cushions were cut into stuffing ripped out. The pictures you had displayed were smashed and tossed to the floor from the walls that they had hung from. The coffee table was splinter in multiple pieces. Tv was busted and torn off its mount. Book were everywhere as the torn up shreds of pages scattered throughout the house the bookshelf themselves lay face down.

     "Y/n!" Tom yelled, as panic set in. Running up the stairs to your bedroom. Which look worse then the living room. Both mattresses were sliced open the inside contacts scattered throughout the room. The bed posts splinter as it was moved way from the wall. The lamps were pulled out and shattered onto the floor. The dresser drawer were pulled out tossed around clothing litter the floor. Your closet and the contents inside thrown about the room as the wall were slashed at like a horror movie. He noticed on bits of the mattress fabric blood and it looked fairly fresh. It wasn't a lot but enough to know you were hurt in some way.

     He called 911 as he checked the rest of the house to see if maybe you were hiding, well he had hoped you were hiding. The rest of the rooms were the same. As he then realized the kitchen was not touched. He ran into the kitchen. That's when he saw the note laying under the the bags he had sat down on the table. Ripping the note from under the bag he stuffed it into his pocket before he went outside to wait for the police to show. Tom had a feeling he knew what had happened someone that his brother most likely pissed off wanting money or something for you.

        Tom told the police that you were his brother fiancé and that he had recently passed away from cancer. That he was staying with you to help out. Of course they asked where he was. He told them, that he had gone to the store and he had to only of been gone for an hour to an hour and a half. Tell the officers while he was out, he ran into Mr. Darby a former teacher he had in college. They asked if there was anyone his brother may have pissed off. Yeah there was he thought, but only told the police that he didn't know. Saying he hadn't see his brother in a few years. And had only seen his brother on his death bed as he sighed the will.  He sat there at the station cause of course they wanted him to go there. This is why he hate the police. They finally let him go. He had yet to go back to the house, as he sat in his car reading the note that was left.

>         William,
> If you'd like to see your pretty little fiancé then, you'll bring 1.5 million pounds in unmarked bills to the abandoned warehouse over by the docks tomorrow at midnight. And no harm will come to her.
Tom must had read that note a million times. As he made his way towards the place he knows could help. He hope to hell whatever his brother had gotten into that he was happy that it got his precious fiancé stuck in the middle of it. If only Tom had meet you before all this or came into your life before this. That he would be damn if he let you stayed with his brother. Even if that meant him not being with you. If his brother was alive he would kill him, himself. Especially if they hurt you in anyway.