Obsession Of A Psychopath

Chapter 51: father trouble

♣Zack's POV♣

It had been a week since hunter and Amanda went away, they were expected to be back like two days ago but Amanda said they'd spend a few more days there.

My relationship with luana had progressed, I listened to Hunter and let things flow, she and I ate dinner together every night and I actually got to know her more. She was more free around me, she'd smile more often, we really got close.

I still wasn't sure if I should take Hunter's advice and ask her out or just be content with being just friends. I was sure I had feelings for her but I just wasn't sure if she felt the same or if I should even take the risk.

I laid back on my desk as I let out a sigh. I was really confused on what to do.

"May I come in" luana asked entering my office.

"What's up" I asked. She seemed rather sad.

"Uh I just wanted to let you know that I'm quitting my job sir" she stated wiping her eyes. I stood up.

"What do you mean by that, you can't just quit all of the sudden what happened" I asked walking to her.

"That none of your business sir, I've just realized that I can't continue working for you" she answered.

"Is anyone making you uncomfortable here, tell me and I'll fire them" I assured. She broke down.

"No one is making me feel uncomfortable" she assured.

"Then why do you want to leave your job, leave me. It's clear you don't want to leave" I stated. She shook her head.

"I really don't want to go Zack, I don't want to but I have to leave it's best for all of us" she cried. I tried touching her arm which made her flinch in pain.

"Are you OK" I asked. She nodded moving away.

"I'm fine" she assured looking anywhere but me.

"Who's making you quit" I asked staring at her.

"No one" she whispered.

"Last time I check you had no friends nor do you have a boyfriend so was it your parents" I asked making her keep quiet.

She started playing with her hands, that's what she did when ever she was nervous. So it was her parents.

"Why are they making you quit" I asked.

No answer.

"I asked you a fucking question" I boomed holding onto her arms. She cried in pain and pushed me away.

"No of your business" she cried.

"Take off your shirt" I ordered.

Her eyes widened.

"Sir-" she started but I cut her off.

"Take off the fucking shirt or I'll tear it" I threatened. She flinched at my tone then began sobbing much more as she slowly started taking off her shirt.

She took off her shirt exposing her wounds. She had belt marks all over her body and some cuts. Her arm was bandaged up. Some of the wounds looked old. I stared in disbelief, my entire body filled up with rage.

"Sir-" she called before putting her shirt back on.

"Who gave you those wounds luana. I won't ask again" I warned.

"My parents" she answered averting her gaze to the ground.

"How long have they been abusing you" I asked trying to control my anger.