Chapter 5

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I'm feeling numb and shocked. He softly kiss my neck, and that makes me somehow more relax. His touches and soft lips makes me forget his action. Like nothing happen.

I can't wrap my brains around my body's chemistry but the kisses help the pain a bit. I try to wrap my brains around this, he can't abuse me and then make love to my neck next. I feel the urge to pull away but only soft settle moan leave my mouth.

Minutes pass by his soft kisses and I'm somehow finally taking control of my body and try push him really hard away.

He lets me go and I believe is because I reacted offensive. He looks at me with those ice blue eyes with lust and I feel myself panting again as the arousel becomes stronger.

"Don't you ever touch me again" I snap not regretting it one bit. He can't do this no matter what.

I'm not a hooker even though in my moms opinion this clothes scream hooker. Maybe she's right. Wearing a low cut top with tight jeans and long boots did give that indication after what happen with James and now William.

"I can touch you, if I want princess. Wherever I want and whenever I want it" he says with a annoying chuckle and a wink, while learning closer to me.

"You can't abuse me and suddenly make out and stop with the princess bullshit, because this sure as hell isn't Disney land" I say, the anger was coming back slow but still strong

"This was a lesson to be learn, don't be repulsive or difficult and it won't ever happen again. But I sure wanna see how much fire you have in you, princess" he said and that was enough for me. Boys are full of shit. I moved away from him only to be slammed back harder. I whimpered again, why won't he leave me alone.

"You just can't help it Diane. You really think that not bowing to rules gonna help you anyhow because as I see it you only hurting yourself" William snickers and that cause the fear to rise again, he could see it right trough my eyes. Burning in my eyeballs to warm his little ego.

He took my arm again not trying to be gentle or anything. Pushed me inside the passenger seat of a black sports car. Slammed the door and came inside the other door. He took the seatbelt on me and before I realized he took my jaw with his hand and lifted it so I was looking up at him.

"You do what I say without question and without bickering. The harder you fight, the harder the punishment" he says, letting me go. He start the car and drive fast out of the parking lot and my hearts start beating faster, I think I'm gonna have a heart attack because of all these emotions riling up.

After few minutes I realize William aren't driving me home. We passed my house 2 minutes ago.

"Where are you taking me!!" I scream as he drive faster than before which I didn't know was possible.

"Let me go, William. You can't kidnap me, the police gonna find me. Just save you some trouble and let me out of here" I'm screaming and attacking the door since William is the one driving, I couldn't hurt the driver, could I?

"Shut the fuck up. I mean it Diane Now!" He roar and that makes me silence within seconds. I'm trying to shut off the tears and sobbing but they are too strong.

I don't know how long I've been crying because suddenly William stop the car and leap out, slams his door and pull me off the passenger seat with no force but still dragging me into a huge mansion. He push the black brown door open and throw me down the marble floors as If I'm nothing but a pierce of clothes.

I scream out the pain that radiate from my spine, shoulder and head. He closes the door and march toward me with anger pulsing trough him. I back away as instinct but that doesn't help because now his holding me up on his shoulder and taking me up to a hallway that's filled with tons of rooms. As I stare at the empty hall, I can't help feel more scared knowing there aren't one soul in this big mansion.

We're alone.

He open one of the door further down the hallway. Every door is a deep wine red except this one, he is leading me through. The door is black and I can't help but compare it to his soul.

He slams the door shut and I start to scream louder. You would think that I wouldn't have it in me after hour-less scream no less. My inside are burning but still he push me down the bed and cover my mouth with his hand. Preventing any sound from leaving my tongue. He looks at me with a demanding look, telling me to shut up or im getting front seat of what else he has on his sleeve.

He slowly take his hand off me as I relax. When he stand up, I finally feel more flexible. I take my chances and run for the door. I get to the door only to be getting dragged back again but by the hair now. He is tugging it so hard that my head start pounding.

"You little bastard. I hope you die in hell!" I yell as he tug my hair further back. He lean down right into my face.

"Really, Diane. Aren't you puzzling it all together yet. Maybe I underestimated you, a doll could be more knowing than you princess" he slam back at me. I think about what he says but he interrupt my thoughts as soon as they trail.

"It's funny how the people who know me the least, have most to say" he says while laughing straight at my face.

"There's a lot to a face that hold a damage soul like you. Why wouldn't they, Mr. Asshole" I say moving closer to him so we are inches apart with our eyes glued together. No one backs down.

"A sharp tongue does not mean you have a keen mind. You as fucked as me. Soul be damned" he says

"Just leave me the fuck ALONE!" I scream right into his face. Hoping it worked this time, I'm tired of this snickering and want to be at least 300 miles away from here as possible.

He roughly let my hair go and start pacing around the room. I glance as he get more furious by the second, he take small glances my way and I don't flinch just to show him, he aren't the boss of me.

"I'm starting to think that maybe draining you out won't be as bad a idea" he finally says. What do he mean by that, what will he drain? My lungs because they are already drained of air? My energy is definitely drained and I'm soon about to pass away by the blood-loss and the endless drama.

"What the hell are you talking about, William?!" I say. Im starting to feel very tired and dizzy again. He comer closer to me and makes me stand up. Towering over me he remove my hair from my neck and start caressing it. Something stir inside of me, like this happen before. I shove him away and start running away. I manage to run from the bedroom down the stairs and out of nowhere William is back right in front me. How many time will this happen why can't I just stop running.

I can't, my instincts kicks in before my reasonable brain knows what's the better choice: submit to William.

"Why do you still think you got a chance against me, Princess" he says taking a tot of hair from my face and place it behind my ear. I look up and see him smile with lust and in a instant his fangs shows and I back up the stairs only to stumble as always. He takes me in a embrace, resting his lips around my neck. Slowly opening his mouth to Eat me up!

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