Diane's POV:
'I don't understand why she is being so difficult; she's been such a good girl for me. That's why I had to punish her I have to show her that she belongs to us. She thinks she can just do whatever she pleases". Diane scoffed as she paced.
'I own her. She's mine, and now she'll know it' she thought picturing the collar wrapped around your slim neck.
'Everyone else is just getting in the way. Her idiot of a father won't let her stay with me permanently and he doesn't even want her! I hate him so much! How can he not see how perfect my little baby is, how could he not be thanking his lucky stars that he has something so precious. Or at least had something so precious, because now she's mine and she'll stay mine once I take care of the little situation.' The bed dipped under her weight as she sat down next to your sleeping form. She caressed your cheek lovingly while admiring you. She'd been waiting so long to see you, to hold you... to show you how loved you were. She watched from a distance as her baby was bullied by her father and peers. She wished she could've stepped in, but she knew she had to wait for the right time. And that time was now. Finally, she gets to have you and make the little family she'd been dreaming about. There wasn't one second that you weren't on her mind. Her thoughts, dreams, and days were filled with longing as she waited to be with you. She knew she needed to show you that you were loved, and part of love is discipline.
"Everything's going to be okay my sweet baby girl. I'm going to fix it don't worry. No one will ever come between us; you'll stay here with me where you're safe and loved... I'm going to take such good care of you sweetheart" she promised you.
She leaned down placing a small kiss on your forehead, then one on each cheek, and finally one on your mouth. Tasting you for the first time was bliss. She was in heaven as she finally claimed your mouth, something she'd fantasized about more times than she could count. She smiled into the kiss as she felt you hesitantly move your lips with hers. 'My baby is so shy'. She loved it. Your innocence drew her in, she wanted to destroy it. To claim in you in all of the sinful ways possible. Oh, and how it went to her head that she got to be the first- the first to touch you in such an intimate way, the first to love you- the first to break you. As she got lost in the kiss, she was tempted to throw the punishment to the wind and finally have you. Her core constantly ached, throbbing at each of her baby's gentle touches- the past month had been agonizing. Even though she took the time to relive the ache each day after you'd gone home it never brough her any relief because her mind was flooded with more thoughts of you. Her fingers twitched, itching to touch you... but she couldn't. Not yet. She was convinced that this was the best way to teach you your lesson and she wasn't going to let you out until she was sure you'd never disobey her again.
————END Diane POV————
You woke up to a warmth pressed into your back and you snuggled further into the comforting feeling. As you pressed yourself closer to what you now realized was a body you recognized the scent of the perfume you had come to love. 'Diane' you thought before pulling the arm wrapped around you further up to rest on your chest. 'Diane!' You thought again, this time tensing as the memories of the previous night returned to you.
"Good morning sweetie" Diane murmured still half asleep. You willed your body to relax but stubbornly it still remained rigid in her grasp. You tried to control your breathing in an attempt to keep the panic attack you felt coming on at bay. 'What the fuck! I have to get out of here!' You knew you had to trek lightly Diane was clearly unwell and having some sort of mental break that you definitely didn't want to be around for. You didn't want a repeat of what happened last night when you tried to leave so you'd have to play nice. You eased your way slowly out of Dines grasp. Picking up arm gently and removing from your body before moving to slide off the mattress. Just as you let out a relived sigh a hand grabbed your wrist firmly, making you let out a pained whine.
"Are you trying to leave me?" Diane's eyes were cold, and she looked murderous. But her voice waivered slightly revealing just how much the idea pained her.
"N-no Diane, w-why would I try to leave you?" You flinched when you heard how meek and afraid your voice sounded. You were falling for her; you'd excepted it for a while now, you'd never actually abandon her... but you were scared so you needed to be away from her until she calmed down. The sun seeping through the single window lit up the previously dark room and you were finally able to take a look around the room. It was hard to miss the thousands of pictures that lined the walls and white bored with jotted down information in front of you.
'They are all of me!!' Your mind blanked. Nothing could've prepared you for this. You had picked up that Diane was a bit odd in her own ways, but you figured that was why you got along so well because you both had little quirks. Turns out Diane was a little less odd and a little more disturbed. You panicked as you discreetly eyed the photos, some of these pictures were more than two years old and looked like they had been taken while you were out walking randomly. There were also pages and pages of information about you, from your old address to your favorite color. The reality was crashing down on you... you thought that you'd just clicked with Diane. That the two of you were just meant for each other. But that was all a carefully crafted lie. You felt like you didn't even know her anymore... were any of your interactions with her even real? Or were they just manipulated by her.
"H-how'd you get these?" You asked hesitantly bracing yourself for the response you knew you'd receive. She had been stalking you. This is something you heard about on shows and television, but you never thought it would happen to you. You never grabbed anyone's attention, you felt practically invisible in your family and among your peers. A sick part of you was flattered that she had chosen you, and obviously devoted a lot of time to 'knowing' you. But you knew you couldn't listen to that little voice telling you that all of this could work out. You had definitely developed an unhealthy attachment to Diane, and you didn't know if you could just stop seeing her.
It was a struggle to convince yourself that you wanted to leave her home. After everything, the thought of leaving her left a hollow feeling in your chest. A huge part of you just wanted to forget everything from yesterday and this morning and just continue on with Diane as you had been. But now you were burdened with the reality of the situation: Diane is dangerous.
Eventually you tried to get up so you could take a better look at the twisted collage of images Diane had put together. There were hundreds of photos. You at school, you with friends, you with your brother and father. There were even ones of you recently. A bunch from the day you arrived... pictures of you sleeping in your home, pictures of you curled up next to Diane, picture that looked like they were taken from outside of your bedroom windows...
'Oh god' you felt sick as you remembered a conversation you had with your father.
............
"I think I might ask Diane out tonight, do me a solid and watch your brother?"
"What!" you snapped. 'He cannot be serious!' you thought.
"I'm going to ask-"
"I heard you! Why would you do that you don't even know anything about her! You've had like one conversation with her. She's clearly not into you, she avoids you like the plague." You didn't want to hurt his feelings but the thought of him asking out Diane filled you with a jealous rage.
"And you do?" He quipped.
"Yes! ......Well, no" you said as you tried to think of the things you actually knew about Diane and came up surprisingly short.
"But it's different with us we don't talk about those things. Because well.... she just already knows what I like and want. It's like we've known each other for years! It's nothing like what you guys have going on. She just tries to get along with you."
"Someone has a crushhhh ooo" he joked.
"Shut up" you spoke through gritted teeth.
"You totally got it bad, she's twice your age! No way she'd be into you." He mocked. He really never matured from teenage boy.
"You'll definitely have to get over this since she eventually going to be your new stepmom. I understand that maybe your jealous, but she'd never replace your mom or anything you don't have to fight us being together so hard. It's unrealistic to think you two would ever be together I wouldn't allow it, it'd be weird.... so don't be such a cock block and watch your brother."
'This man is the most immature idiot I know... what the hell did I do in a past life to earn this man as a father ughhh.'
"You seriously are an idiot."
"And you are getting your hopes up for something that'll never happen. You'll make it awkward for the whole family if you act on this little crush y/n so cut it out."
.........
You were so angry at the things your father had said that you completely forgot your shock about how Diane knew everything about you while you knew everything about her.
'No wonder if felt like Diane had known me for years, she did know me for years based on the pictures. I'm such a fucking idiot." You scolded yourself for not picking up the now very obvious signs that something was very not right with Diane. But a small part of you felt guilty even now for thinking so. Sure, she fucked up and went a little crazy, but you liked her a lot and maybe she was just not thinking clearly. After all she was your only friend, and you didn't want to lose her. She was the only one who made you feel loved.
"Do you like it?" She asked startling you when she placed her hand on your shoulder.
"W-what" you said shakily overwhelmed by everything.
"The pictures. I made it for you. Well for me too, I like to look at it. But I was going to show you when the time felt right but then we had a little mishap and you got to see it early. But that's okay... it's of all of our time together." She said sweetly.
"Most of them are just of me, before I even met you." You said gently.
"Well honey, just because you didn't see me doesn't mean I wasn't with you silly. I had to be to take the pictures" she said booping your nose like she didn't just admit to stalking you for years. You blinked at her momentarily at a loss for words. How did she think this was normal?
"Diane, I really appreciate you letting me stay the night, but I think maybe my dad will be worried if I stay longer." You hoped she'd just let you go. If you were being honest with yourself, you'd probably come back anyway but you needed a minute to process.
"You don't have to worry about that anymore sweetie, I took care of it. You'll be staying with me now baby." She smiled brightly at you. She looked so content, like nothing in the world could ruin this moment for her. She reached her hand towards your neck, ignoring your flinch, and gently ran her fingers over the little charm on your collar.
You'd honestly forgotten it was even there which made you very uncomfortable. You were slightly concerned that you just kind of fell into this with Diane. Despite the slight anxiety you were pretty much just accepting. Meanwhile, the rational voice inside of you screamed that none of this was okay... but you could just ignore that. Right?
"My father isn't going to let me stay with you." Her expression immediately darkened at the mention of your father.
"I don't want you to mention them again y/n. You belong to me now. Your life is here with me. Your home is with me, as it always has been." She said sternly.
"Oh o-okay" you were slightly afraid to protest, and you assumed that she had just finally gotten your father to cave and let you stay with her. Plus, it wasn't like you were going to really miss them anyways.
"Good Girl" You scolded your traitorous body for trembling at her words.
"Now you're here because you misbehaved. Are you going to be a good girl for me now y/n. I don't want to keep you down here, but I need to be able to trust you baby."
You were silent, you didn't know how to respond or process everything that was going on right now. Plus, you were still angry at her for everything she did last night. Sure, you were a bit bratty last night, but you didn't think you deserved all of that. But you knew better than to say that. She could see that your thoughts were racing so she kept her anger at bay and ran her fingers over your bare thigh drawing your attention back to her.
"Focus on me darling. Are you going to be my good girl?"
Her actions had the attended effect. You brain was paused and the only thing you could feel was the warmth of her fingertips as goosebumps erupted on your skin. Your only thoughts were of Diane. How soft her fingers felt on your skin as she caressed you, how her smooth voice instantly relaxed you, how her sweet scent surrounded you. Nothing mattered to you in that moment, nothing other than pleasing the woman that made you feel all of these new and blissful feelings. and that's exactly how she wanted it.
"Yes" you said so softly it was barely auditable.
"Yes what baby" she prodded thrilled that she was able to almost effortlessly turn you into putty.
"Y-yes I'll be your good girl." You would've been nervous to say such a phrase but the beaming smile she rewarded you with consumed your every thought.
'Maybe we can get through this'.