RELENTLESS OBSESSION

HE FINALLY REVEALED WHO HE WAS

The next morning was bright and cool. The sun shone directly into the sitting room. Bella was the first to be up; her head ached, and her th*gh hurt so badly that she couldn't walk properly.

She was lost in thought when her phone buzzed loudly. It was Conrad messaging her.

"Where are you? I didn't see you in the room."

"I'm not missing," she typed angrily. "Kitchen," she later replied.

Seconds later, Conrad came into the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, babe," he apologized. "From last night, I didn't know what truly came over me. You know I care about you," he continued.

"That's not called care; it's called obsession. You knew what you were doing. I can't even walk well; my head spins so badly, and my th*ghs also hurt so badly. she said, almost breaking down. "It's not called care."

"You are a real psycho," said Bella, moving back slowly and expecting the worst. "You need a therapist," she shouted.

The room went still.

"Mind the way you labeled me," he said, coming closer to her. Before he could finish his statement to her, a knock was heard firmly on the door.

Lo and behold, Jay walked in majestically, staring so deeply at Bella.

"Hey, Bells," a name he alone calls her. "You have been ghosting and avoiding me for days."he asked ignoring Conrad,he never liked him from day one of their relationship

"I told her not to contact you," answered Conrad almost immediately, walking closer to him.

"Stop it, Con. I'm sorry, Jay; I have been so busy with work and other stuff." she apologized to Jay

"I want you out of my home now," Conrad said furiously to Jay. "And you, I want you to go inside now," he said to Bella, commanding her.

"Conrad," she called out his name disappointedly.

He took her by the wrist and forcibly dragged her inside.

"Hey, man," Jay called out to Conrad, running to him. "You are gonna hurt her," he said, freeing her hands from his painful grip.

"Stay away from this. She's my girlfriend, and I can treat her any way I want," responded Conrad rudely.

"No, I'm not a piece of rag,"You can treat me anyhow," Bella shouted from where she was and broke down in tears.

Jay wanted to sympathize with her but was stopped by two of Conrad's hefty guards. "I want you to throw him outside!"

"And I don't want to see you close to her or my home," he shouted as Jay was being thrown out.

"And you..." He rushed to her, dragged her by the hair, and locked her in an empty Bella shouted and bagged at the door so loudly but didn't get any response

When it was about noon, he opened the door and brought her some food. By then, she had cried her eyes out and fallen asleep.

"Babe," he called her as he tapped her gently.

She woke up scared and, at the same time, angry. "Don't you dare touch me," she said, moving back.

"I'm sorry; I just lost it," he said.

"I want to go," she said, pleading. "Please just let me go."

"And what happens to me?" he said, trying to touch her. "I can't stay without you; you know that, right? I'm sorry."

By now, she was scared of him; her heart beat so fast that she could hear it herself. She swallowed her saliva deeply as he drew her closer to his chest, hugging her tightly and continuing to say, "Please don't leave me, babe," he cried.

She hadn't forgiven him but didn't have a choice.

After the emotional scene, he fed her, and throughout that day, he pampered her like a queen.

She knew it wasn't going to last long. That's how he behaved: one minute he was calm and lovely, the next second he was obsessed and controlling.

The next morning, he woke up before her, prepared her breakfast, and brought it to the room. Immediately, as he approached near the room door, he overheard Bella talking to someone on the phone, quietly whispering to the person. He then recognized the voice of Jay.

He ran towards her furiously, took the phone from her hands, and smashed it to the ground.

"Jay, right? I see you love daring me, ? Seems you don't know what I am capable of doing when it comes to you," he asked her.

"I'm sorry; I just felt like talking to him," she cried

Before she could finish her statement, he brought out a knife, dragged her hand, and forcefully slit her wrist.

She shouted out so loud and cried in pain. He then stormed out of the room, instructing his guard to watch over her. As he walked out of the room, banging the door, Bella stood frozen, her heart racing, crying out more.

He went to the boxing gym, put on his gloves, and punched the boxing bag angrily, continuing repeating the words, "You are mine alone."

Minutes later, he walked back into the room and found Bella lying lifelessly on the floor. She had fainted because of the effects of the cut.

He immediately ran to her. "Babe, babe, I'm sorry," he called out to her.

"Damien, Damien," he called out to one of his guards. "Bring the car keys now," he shouted.

They rushed her to the clinic, and the doctors restored her back

"What happened to her?" the doctor asked when he saw the cut on her wrist.

"Um," he stammered, "she accidentally slit her wrist while cooking," he replied, lying.

"This doesn't look like an accident," he said, examining her hands. "It looks like she or someone purposely slit her wrist."

"Hey, doctor," he called to him. "You are only meant to save lives and not to interrogate, so do your work and make sure she’s okay, or you are going to be next, lying on that bed," he threatened, pointing to the bed Bella was lying on.

"Okay, sir," he said, walking away. Who doesn't know Conrad Blackwood? When he meant something, he carried it out.

When she regained consciousness, he stood there, holding her hands and looking deeply into her eyes. When she first opened her eyes, everything felt blurring,her head ached, and she couldn't recognize where she was. It felt like she was totally in another world. But it dawned on her that right beside her stood Conrad Blackwood, her worst nightmare. She wished she could go back to wherever her soul was coming from.

"Hey, pretty," he called to her when he noticed she was awake. "How are you feeling?" She didn't respond; instead, tears flowed from her eyes deeply.

"Stop crying, babe," he said, looking concerned. "Yeah, you said it all. I need a therapist. I just feel insecure when it comes to you. I can't imagine loosing you, he said kissing her hands

"You scared of what?" she finally responded. "Call, text, from who exactly? And you think this is the best punishment you could give to me?" she said, pointing at her wrist.

"I'm sorry, babe," he continued, apologizing and sobbing.

"I don't think I can go home with you. I don't think this relationship can work between us," she said, looking away. "You just don't know what you're doing. Whenever you are angry, you just behave like a beast. My life is in danger staying with you," she said, still looking away with tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Today you slit my hands out of annoyance and jealousy," she paused and continued, "Who knows what's going to happen tomorrow? It was such an emotional scene."

He was now furious but still calm. "This relationship ends when I want it to. I'm the one to dictate, so you are coming home with me?" He said, looking directly at her,

"Conrad, I have a choice," she said, now looking directly at his face. He cut her off before she could finish. "You don't have a say or choice; you are coming home with me," he said in his final tone.

Soon, they discharged her, and they went home. Bella was now trapped; she was lost in thought the whole time.

She thought of a way to escape, but no idea could come to her at that point. She could not run away because he was so influential, and everyone worked under him.

She needed help but didn't think of anyone who could help her. Then she remembered Jay, the only one who dared to challenge him.

So she thought of a way to contact him. She was always locked up and wasn't allowed to step out, treated like a slave. She didn't have a phone. Everything was so confusing that she cried her eyes out every day in a locked room.