The Bully's Obsession novel Chapter 34

　　Gracie

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　　I lay on the bed naked ,spent and sore.....every bit of my body ached especially the areas between my legs.

　　He left his mark wherever he touched, the old bruises hadn't gone completely and he'd taken it upon himself to add fresh ones..

　　Exerting the fact that I belong to him..

　　Sadly enough a huge part of me was starting to believe him .....

　　I was going to be stuck with him forever.

　　A sea of emotions washed through me, the predominant of all was disapointment and confusion...

　　In myself.....

　　I don't know what I'm doing anymore....He's already seen through my little act...

　　His eyes were closed, his breath even, but I somehow knew he wasn't asleep.

　　I still wonder where he had gone with the gun right after I got that horrific picture message...

　　The image of the hooded figure I had seen staring at us earlier today flashed through my brain...

　　Was he the stalker? or maybe I am mistaken, even If so who was he? Then why me...?

　　I released a shuddering breath ,my eyes trailing Hayden's features

　　He really could be nice when he wanted to...or he could be worse

　　A shudder shook me as I remembered the night he'd first taken me, it still gave me goosebumps until now.

　　Had he murdered anyone? I surely saw the intent in his eyes when he'd stormed off.

　　I cringed at the thought that that I had told him to touch me...

　　With hands that had probably just murdered someone. ..

　　His gaze flickered open in that moment and met mine, his fingers gently trailed my bottom lip.

　　"Who are you Hayden? " I whispered out before I could stop myself

　　He looked surprised by my sudden question for a moment.

　　Now I just couldn't stop asking, I blurted out all the questions running through my mind without a moment of pause.

　　"What kind of business does your family do? Where did you go with the gun earli...."

　　"It isn't any of your concern! don't poke your nose into my business " He snapped looking somewhat angry.... ...

　　I don't know why I felt hurt by his sharp tone.

　　He was right, it wasn't any of my concern, if I don't know anything it would be easier when I finally get the opportunity to leave....

　　"I'm sorry, I.. s..shouldn't have asked" I said in a low tone . I closed my eyes but I could still feel his gaze on me.

　　Moments later he muttered a curse and flung of the covers .

　　"I'm sorry ...for yelling at you... I mean " he mumbled out the last part, wearing a disturbed expression.

　　I stared at him completely short of words..

　　He was apologizing to me?

　　He'd done worse things to me so why was he sorry for just yelling at me?

　　It didn't erase all the things he'd done to me ....not in the least bit but I felt somewhat lighter.

　　I nodded and closed my eyes, too tired to keep them open anymore.....

　　His gaze followed me into a long dreamless slumber.

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　　The whole class was too noisy ..

　　There were discussing in a failed attempt for a whisper....

　　I allowed myself to listen to what the fuzz was all about.

　　Did you hear.....

　　"Brittany's dead..... "

　　"I heard it was a bullet shot.... "

　　What a pity for her...