The Bully's Obsession novel Chapter 23

　　 I went to bed with the threat hanging all over my head,  aside from the locker incident earlier today there haven't been any other messages .

　　Lyn had kept insisting I tell her the truth... 

　　I didn't. 

　　I couldn't,  she left after that but I assume she was mad at me. 

　　Every time I close my eyes, images of the lifeless doll ...the red paints kept replaying in my head... 

　　I couldn't sleep....not like this... 

　　I froze when my cellphone binged, I shuddered with terror when I saw it was from the same unknown number .

　　My fingers trembled as I read through the message,  I should probably ignore them,  but I couldn't for some unknown reason  .

　　"your blood would feel nice under my knife bitch, I'm watching you;"

　　Oh god! 

　　At the same time I heard a noise, it was coming from the  window 

　　I clasped my hand over my mouth to stiffle back a whimper as I stared at the window in fear,  I had shut it firmly closed,  but that hasn't stopped him before 

　　He always could manage to open it and get me. 

　　I prayed silently... 

　　Prayed that he would just leave... 

　　Why was all these  happening to me?  I've been a good girl as long as I could remember... 

　　I've never hurt anyone in my entire life, at least not intentionally.. So why me? 

　　Why couldn't I be like every other girls of my age? 

　　Tears escaped my eyes as I clutched the pillow tightly  like it would protect me.. 

　　From him. 

　　Perhaps if I don't make a sound and just pretend to be asleep he would leave...

　　I curled around myself tightly, shutting  my eyes closed.

　　I felt the cool breeze against my skin but still didn't open my eyes... 

　　I didn't need to. 

　　I knew it was him,  all my nerves were in high alert... totally aware of his very presence .

　　Each breath got difficult as I heard him approach me,...i could feel his dark burning gaze on me, he sat besides me on the bed,  my lips trembled violently as his fingers graze my cheeks...

　　He wiped at my tears slowly 

　　"I know you're awake,open your eyes now and look at me " he whispered the command slowly 

　　My eyes fluttered open to meet his stormy green ones , I shuddered at the burning intensity I saw there 

　　"Are you going to kill me? ...why are you doing this to m..me? " I whispered scooting far away from him to the very edge of the bed.. 

　　His gaze narrowed to slit as if in disapproval 

　　"What makes you fucking think I would want to kill you? "

　　"you sent me t..those text me..messages .. that d..doll...why d..do you want to kill me" I sobbed, fresh tears escaping my eyes 

　　He clasped my shoulders none too gently 

　　"what the fuck are you talking about? "

　　I flinched  at his sharp tone

　　"you k.. know exactly what I'm talking about! "

　　The text,  the threats... I know it's all from him

　　"No I fucking don't, and you have just three seconds to explain everything to me "

　　I blinked back in confusion,  he hadn't sent those texts? 

　　Then who did if not him? 

　　"I'm fucking asking you something!" he all but growled out

　　"it's p..probably n..nothing " I whispered still taking in the sudden revelation that it wasn't him 

　　A low dangerous sound escaped rumbled from his throat 

　　"I'm warning you for the last time! Where are the messages! "

　　"w..what are you d..doing? "

　　"I'm staying over tonight " he stated as if it was the most obvious thing on the planet 

　　The blood drained out of my face completely. 

　　"you won't! my parents might come in and... "

　　Something akin to anger and hate flashed through his gaze momentarily 

　　"they don't give two shits about you!."

　　"what do you mean by that?"

　　I was tempted to ask him about my missing uncle who worked for them, but the experience in the janitors closet had me swallowing back my words. 

　　He completely ignores my question as he barks out , tapping on the space beside him on the bed. 

　　"come over here now! "

　　I shook my head my head slowly in refusal.. 

　　An irritated look flashed across his face 

　　"you'll regret it if I get you myself , I don't plan on doing anything to you,  so don't give me ideas "

　　I slowly walked up to him,  my whole body quivering in fear........... and anticipation? 

　　True to his words, he didn't do anything .... not like I expected him to keep his words 

　　He spooned me tightly against him,  my back pressed against his chest , his warm breath fanned on my neck 

　　I stilled when he wrapped his arm around my waist possessively ensuring there was no distance left between us ...

　　I don't know how long we stayed,  minutes.... maybe  hours when he spoke again 

　　"I tried to stay away from you this past week,  I fucking tried ....." his voice came out as a strained whisper...he was talking more to himself than to me.

　　His gaze were burning holes right into the back of my head.

　　"what did you fucking do to me? "

　　His fingers brushed through my hair gently,  a shiver shook me when he placed a lingering kiss on the crook of my neck. 

　　"Don't Gracie,  don't fucking make me feel anything for you....you'll so regret it" he spoke in a soft dangerous voice that sent goosebumps over my body..