Possessive Rich Boys (COMPLETED)

Chapter 19

Playlist - Feel It Still by Protugal. The Man

Luna

I staggered on my feet, as I walked to my front porch step to find Mia- waiting outside. Only, she didn't look like Mia at all. This person in front of me looked like the opposite version of her.

“Mia?” Emotions caught in my throat as I took her in.

She picked herself from the ground. Her condition was bad than I could probably anticipate. Her body was covered with a black hoodie and she had baggy jeans on, probably because of her growing pregnancy.

I couldn't not notice her baby bump which was evident on her tiny frame. She seemed to have lost much weight, and it pained me to see her this way.

She tried to stay nonchalant, but tore up before getting a word out or her mouth. “I told my father about this. I can't stay in that house anymore.”

I dropped my bags, and immediately went to her. I engulfed her in a tight embrace and made soothing hand motion on her back. “It's okay,” I reassured her. “Everything will be fine. I'll make sure to keep you away from him.”

She cried even more and my own tears started to spill. Her situation wasn't comprehensive to me. I couldn't believe I let her rot in that hellhole knowing what must be happening to her.

“I'm going to hurt him so much,” I vowed. “I promise, I'll make me him pay.”

“No, no, no…” She said in-between hiccups. “”It's not what you think.”

“You're suffering from Stockholm Syndrome. First, come inside. You need to lay down.” I led her in by her elbow and made her rest on my couch.

I went to bring my luggage inside. Mia eyed my luggage, probably wondering where I had gone. She said nothing for plenty of time.

I sat back in front of her, waiting for her to say something, anything.

“You need to tell me what happened with you. I have questions for you. A lot. Firstly, why are you letting him have so much control over you? You need to stop suffering. End it all.”

“It’s not what you-”

“Yes, it's not what I think,” I raised my voice, slightly. “So, please, make me understand. What's it anyway?”

“I lied.”

I blinked up at her, wondering if I had heard that right.. “Huh?”

“Not entirely.” She still confused me with the ambiguity of her words. “Some details were fine, but it's plenty more you need to know.”

“Stop with the guessing game. Tell me what you have to say.”

“Chase wasn't acting on his own. I mean, few things he did because he wanted, but he was blackmailed into impregnating me.”

I stared at her, unsure of what she meant. Did she knew about Chase’s late night drop at my place? I suspected, she did. Or Chase made me think that way.

She continued. “Everything I told you before disappearing on everyone was true. Chase did all those things to me. We eventually did start….” She stopped trying to find words. “you know… but it was all consensual. Nothing was done without my permission. Our thing went on for a long time, until I had enough with the way Chase was treating me in public and-”

“I know the details. Tell me the truth.” I clasped my hands together. “Who the fuck blackmailed him into impregnating you.”

“It was his mother.” She dropped her gaze. “Initially, Chase actually hated me and my mom, and when his mother gave him an idea to have fun with us, then he went ahead with it.” She wiped away a tear. “You know, there was a time when I actually thought that he loved me. I feel so betrayed.”