Chapter 30

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Ralph's POV

I listened to Ashley, didn't talk back or back answer her for a couple of weeks. I just let things flow. The next morning I woke up to Stephanie clinging on to me as her life depended on it. Her cheeks were drenched with tears and forehead with sweat. Her nightmares had increased a lot after the party incident. I'm pretty sure they also increased because of the time I tried raping her. But that actually worked. Its been 8 weeks since that incident. Her exams got over the day before so today was the day she got the results. I let her sleep for some time longer as I observed the person she had become. Fear was written all over her face 24/7. The happy cheerful person was gone. It was only a shell of the person she used to be. Everything else was hollow. She refused to go out and party. She barely spoke to anyone except for her sister and parents. She still didn't have the guts to tell them the truth.

Her sister had gone back to Canada 2 weeks ago when her parents returned. She was lucky to have them back. Most of the time she stays there only. Just on weekends, she stays with me. After checking my phone I realised that if I didn't wake her up now she would be late for school.

Stephanie P.O.V

"Ralph please stop. I'm sorry please don't it's hurting me. Please pul-
I woke up drenched in sweat and tears. This happened too often that it barely even shocked me anymore. Every night I would have a nightmare either of Ralph raping me or of Ivan kissing me. This was my life and I had accepted it. I was Ralph's slave. He starved me more than he fed me. But I was grateful that he let me go to college. He was so controlling that he refused to let me go to college on my own he would drop me and pick me up. He was a sick fuck. I hated him. But then again I was too scared to raise my voice against him. I officially moved into his house. It was a living nightmare which would just not end. His sister barely saved me, I should have known they are the fucking same.

He returned home from work he looked soo tired and frustrated I prayed that I didn't mess up anything. His anger scared me more and more. He became a beast. I set the food on the table. Removed his blazer, shirt, socks and shoes. He wanted a glass of whisky. Exactly 1/4 of the glass with whisky rest topped up with soda and 3 cubes of ice. I had memorised it because the last time I made this mistake he was ruthless about it. His fingers snapping broke me out of my Flashback and brought me back it a reality which was worse.

My hand was trembling while I took the glass to him. I was so sure I would drop the drink on him and he would rape me for it. He hadn't raped me yet. I can't believe it's been 3 years since I've been stuck in this relationship. The old powerful strong Stephanie is gone. Only the scared cowardly Stephanie is there.

The night went by smoothly and the next day he dropped me to college when I saw an entire group of new boys. Ralph saw them too. He got out of the car and walked towards my side of the door and opened it for me. I knew he was going to put on a show for those guys to know I was off-limits. He grabbed me by my waist and pulled me closer and whispered in my ear, "I hope you haven't forgotten that you're only mine. No ones get to see or touch what's mine. I swear to god if you let anyone touch or see what's mine I will make sure I rape you again and again and again until I don't tear every single wall inside your goddamn fragile body. Am I clear?" I nodded pathetically. He grabbed me harder and smashed his lips on mine. His tongue kept asking for entrance but I denied it. He got frustrated and pinched my sides. I let out a small scream, he took that opportunity to shove his tongue in my mouth and we fought for dominance but obviously, he won. After that, I turned around to leave for class when he slapped my ass really hard.

Author's note
Guys, please let me know how I can create more suspense, drama, activity in my book. Let me know if there are some specifics you'll like to read. Thank you for dealing with my late posts and sorry for the school just keeps getting harder every day.

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