TRIGGER WARNING! MATURE! GRAPHIC! ASSAULT, EATING DISORDER, CHEATING, SEX, SEXUAL ASSAULT, ABUSE, TORTURE, STALKING!!!!!!!!
I've known Rowan my entire life. He's been my brothers best friend since childhood. But what happens when he tells me he want...
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She looked so scared of me. So much fear in her eyes. I've never wanted her to be afraid of me. Never. Yet she is. I seen it in her face and eyes when I had her pinned against her car.
I wanted to beat the fucking shit out of Logan. Who does he think he is? Holding onto her like that? She's my girl. MY GIRL! Finley just threw me off of her. Like that was anyone's fucking business but my own.
It didn't fucking involve anyone except Her and I. Yet they all put themselves in the middle of us. I know they are trying to protect her. Protect her from me. But, they don't need to. If Skyla just accepted my love we would be perfect for each other.
I went home and punched holes throughout my bedroom wall. I looked around pacing back and forth. Upset and needing my girl here with me. Needing her like I used to have her.
When I looked at my computer I smiled. Smiled to myself and walked over to it. Sitting down hard into my chair and putting my password in.
Wanna play baby? Let's play. I'll fucking own you mentally and emotionally before I destroy you and everyone you love!
I opened my files and typed in my next password. Video after video thumbnail coming up. I hit the first video. Watching it and remembering the day. I went from video to video. Pausing them each periodically and printing the snapshots.
Print after print after print. So many fucking pictures. Falling from my printer and scattering themselves into a messy ass pile on my floor. Once I finished I grabbed them separating them all into separate piles. Having a specific idea for each stack.
Once stack was excessively bigger then the other. It consisted of pictures of nothing but Skyla. From the time here. Our time together, and pictures I have taken far back as I watched her. Watching her for years.
I put that stack into my desk and I grabbed the other stack. Getting into my car and driving to her house. Sitting in my car and keeping my eyes on her house. About an hour later she walked outside with Logan. Finley and Vera behind them.
They all got into separate cars and both drove off. I pulled behind them. Keeping a safe distance and ending up across the street from a high end restaurant.
Birthday dinner huh baby? Look at you eat.
I sat and waited. Waiting for them to leave. Following her car as she parked in the back lot of the tattoo shop. I grabbed onto my steering wheel. My knuckles white and anger raging inside of me.
I waited until they went inside. Watching Logan lock up and lead her away.
"What are you two doing?"
I slowly got out of my car. Peeking in through windows. Trying to find the room they were in to see what was happening. Logan was watching her as she scrolled through pictures.
