Forced to hurt you

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Eva´s POV

School. Well, everybody hated it. But I loved going to school and see him.

After I was promised to be his, he had to move to another country, because of his dad's job. Now he came again. And I hope he stays for a very long time.

He seemed cold at first. He did change a lot. Well, everybody changes with the time. I didn't expect him to stay the cute, caring and soft boy. I sometimes felt like punching him. For example when he transferred to my school.

I mean, like hold on! My dad wanted me to be homeschooled, but I wanted a normal life. Meaning I wanted to go to school and be like a normal 16-year-old student.

-

"We have a new transfer student."

I sighed and looked through the window, thinking about my life. Boring. I am bored. My life is boring. I want some drama, romance, danger, and action in my life.

"You may introduce yourself."

Blah blah blah ... I hated Mrs. Kim.

"Hello, my name is James Collin-"

"Excusez-moi?" I quickly looked at the new transfer student. No way. I started to laugh and he started to glare at me, but that made me laugh louder.

These years, he didn't answer my calls neither did he text me. Worse, he changed his phone number on purpose. And now he is here. Why James? Why now.

"You can sit next to the girl, who's laughing like a witch."

Gosh, I hated her. What about my laughing sound? It's cute. Do I laugh like a witch? But she looks like one.

James didn't like it at all. With a groan, he walked to me and had a frustrated expression. Is he on his period or so? He sat next to me, his legs touching mine shamefully. He sure needed a lot of space.

I sighed and moved with my chair a little to the left, "so that this jerk won't touch my legs."

It happened again. It does happen a lot of times, but why did I have to say it out loud?

"Jerk?" He asked and I looked innocently at him.

"Well, look. I was saying it in my mind and-"

"Then keep it in your mind. You see, I don't care at all what you say or think in your mind. What I care about is what you say out loud. It's a very big difference, kiddo."

Jerk. And kiddo?! How dare he!

"I am Eva ... by the way." I rolled my eyes as I crossed my arms and legs, sending him a death glare. Please tell me that you remember me. Smile at me, hug me.

"I didn't ask." He mumbled and leaned back, his head tilted to the back and he closed his eyes. Is he gonna sleep now?

It hurt me. He forgot about me and I felt like crying. And now his cold personality... I missed him, but I missed his caring and warm side.

I looked through the window and cried silently as I covered my face with my hair a little and placed my hands against my cheek. I wiped my tears with my other hand and cried silently.

James´s POV

Don't cry. Don't. It hurts me too. But I changed to a cold asshole. I felt you crying, I didn't hear you. You cried so silently and I really didn't hear it, but I felt it. My heart hurt. I thought I'll never meet you again, but look where I am now. I am sitting beside you, acting like I forgot about you and don't know you. You were my soulmate ... you still are. I feared of meeting you again, I knew that I'll hurt and disappoint you. I was right. Being now so close to you, I felt the need of hugging you, kissing you and saying sweet things to you. Things like I missed you, I still love you and that I want you so badly. But he'll force me to hurt you.

I couldn't. I've changed.

Funny that I was wrong. After days, I started holding your hand and talking to you. I started smiling again. Because of you. Girl, you changed me to the old James. You did. So easily.

I remember when I talked to you, sat beside you when we had a lunch break. Damn, you were really surprised and even choked on your apple. I laughed. We laughed because I chocked after you chocked. Your expression was so cute.

Little did you know how hard I was trying to hurt you. To stay ... me. To stay as James.

"Hey." I sat beside you, smiling at you and started eating my lunch. But I choked when you choked. We both were coughing but laughing. I opened my water bottle and handed it to you, you thanked me and drank my whole water. I pouted, I wanted to drink too. I needed to drink a little. It seemed like you were nervous.

"You wanted some?" You asked me and I nodded awkwardly as I scratched my neck. You gasped cutely and opened your bag, giving me your water bottle. I chuckled and took it, I also drank your whole water, hoping that my heart will calm down a little bit.

"So, how's your life? It's been a while." I sighed and you nodded. I saw pure sadness in your eyes.

"5 years, 2 months and 3 days to be more specific." You laughed, you seemed embarrassed. I gulped. You really counted them? Because I did too. You then looked at me with a bright smile, teary eyes.

"I missed you." You whispered and I chuckled, pulling you with my right hand by your neck, whispering that I missed you too.

-

Then we really started dating. A happy, but yet a very crazy couple. We loved getting detentions. We loved making troubles.

But that one day we had our first fight.

"Why are you talking with Kris all the time? Laughing and so. Seems like you like being around him a lot." I scoffed and you looked confused at me.

"I am sorry, I will stop. If that's what you want me to say. But stop doing the same with Lisa." You glared at me and I smirked.

"Lisa is hot, isn't she? I wonder if she'll make me wait for her, to have her." I laughed.

I loved seeing you jealous, but I chose the wrong words this time. I then felt a sudden feeling to hug you and apologize.

But something was stopping me. My ego, if it really was it. No, it wasn't my ego. I knew the best that it wasn't it. It was him. And I knew why you wanted me to wait for you, I even agreed with you.

Your eyes widen, your face saddened and showed disappointment. You made me wait and I didn't mind. But I overreacted. That's when you got so mad to me. And that's when I realized that I am still an ass.

No ... that's when I realized how hard he's trying to take control over me and hurt you.

Force me to hurt you.

You stopped talking to me that day and when school ended, you quickly left and stood there, in front of the school. It seemed like you were waiting for someone. You were crying, I saw it. I walked to you, looked at you and wanted to say that I am sorry. But I passed by you and left. I didn't change. I was still the cold jerk. He made it. He made me the old jerk.

Little did I know that you'll end in the hospital that damn day.

Eva's POV

How could he say something to me? To his girlfriend? He knows that I am not ready and that I want to have my first time with the one I marry.

And I started to cry, he stopped right in front of me and looked at me with an apologizing expression, but he passed by me. Why couldn't he say those words: I am sorry? He never said those. He never apologized when he did something wrong. He just had to hug me and say that he's sorry.

But I guess ... it was too much for him to do.

I was waiting for my driver to come, wiping my tears and smiling around. I called my dad and told him to send someone to pick me up. I usually take the bus, but this time I just can't take the bus and not burst into tears. James seemed curious too, why I was waiting. But he left after looking at me once.

So, I decided to walk around to my driver comes. But after a while, I found myself in an unfamiliar street. I got started when I heard a gunshot, I heard a boy groaning. I was curious.

Of course, I was.

I followed the weird noises, of a boy shouting in pain and other saying dirty words. Then I saw the back of a boy and in front of him were men dressed in suits. They were beating him up and one of them was aiming at him, the others slowly backing.

He already was shot in his leg and I was breathing heavily. What do I do now? He was helpless. I felt the need to save him. To save that stranger. Just when I saw the man ready to shoot him, I let my books fall on the ground and ran to the boy, hugging him so tightly. I heard his heavy breathing, he was startled. I got shoot instead and that's when he stopped breathing, moving.

"Run. Run as fast as you can. I am ok, I will be ok." I whispered to him, feeling powerless as the pain in the side of my stomach became worse. I pushed him and he ran. He ran away as fast as he could. I sighed in relief. But I saw them running after him. I lost my strength and fell on the ground, I closed my eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I was in my driver's car, he was driving fast and was in a panic.

James's POV

"Eva is in the hospital. She got shot instead of him. Don't do anything stupid, you know why. They were the one who shot her and you know who I am talking about." He said, my phone fell from my hand and I quickly headed to the hospital.

How did he find me? How?

After the surgery, I was in your room, holding your hand and resting my head on your lap. I was praying for you to be fine. I felt your fingers moving and quickly sat straight up, looking at you with wide eyes.

"You are here ..." You smiled at me. And I hugged you.

"Stupid girl!" I cried. I really lost hope in that moment. I thought I'll lose you.

After hearing what the doctor said, I was shocked. Your future won't be as you planned, but I promise you ... I'll be with you.

You told me what happened, how you saved that boy. I was jealous, how could you save him? My father's enemy? My enemy? I couldn't say that to you. There are a lot of things that happened in these 5 years, Y/N. And I am not allowed to say these to you, your life will be in danger and you'll find about my secret.

But after 6 months, I had to take care of a few things in Los Angeles. I was texting you, calling you and missing you every day. After 6 months, I came back.

After I healed. Well, I thought I healed, but he was still inside me, hiding.

Eva´s POV

James couldn't attend my 17th birthday as well, but he gave me a necklace. I wore it every day. He came back, I wanted to meet him. I had to meet him.

"Where are you going?" My dad asked me and I looked innocently at him.

"To James. Bye." I was about to open the door and leave, but he stopped me.

"You won't meet him. It's late, Eva. You can meet him tomorrow. It's dangerous outside nowadays and you are my daughter. The president's daughter. Meaning your life is in danger every second, we have a lot of enemies." He said worriedly and I rolled my eyes.

"Dad, I know that you care about me. But I am talking about James. It's about James. I didn't see him for 6 months. You have to understand me, please." I sighed.

"If you leave this house now, I do not accept you as my daughter." He said in a strict voice. Scolding me? Threatening me? I smirked.

"I have grown up dad! Accept me or not, I am your daughter!" I raised my voice for the first time at him, leaving him speechless.

My mom came and I got in trouble. They locked me in my room, can you believe this?! I stood up from my bed and looked through the window, that's when an idea bumped in my mind. I opened the window.

-

Now I am here running like a monster was haunting me, but I stopped when I saw a boy ready to jump off the bridge. But before he could do it, I quickly back-hugged him.

"Don't do this," I whispered and he turned around, looking so deeply into my eyes. His eyes so red, filled with tears. I recognized this lost soul. I recognized him, so did he recognize me. He was the boy I saved 1 year ago.

"You again? Let go! Why do you always have to save me and appear out of nowhere? Why are you still alive? Why didn't you die? You know what? Mind your own business!" He cried and I let out a shaky sigh.

"Life is worth it." I smiled at him and he suddenly kissed me, making my eyes widen from shock. Is he crazy?! I quickly pushed him away from me and glared at him, wiping my mouth.

"You can't just kiss-" I felt my phone vibrating and checked the message, it was from Jungkook. I groaned as I checked the message.

James: 'Your dad just called me. Why did you run away, my love? Did you miss me that much? Just wait, I'll scold you.'

I ruffled my hair and glared at the boy. "Jerk." And with that, I ran away.

James's POV

You told me what happened before you came here. About him. You saved him again. I am sure that your life is in danger now. You woke up interest in him, you stupid Y/N.

Again, I was right. He really was interested in you. He knew everything about you, your hobbies, your location, your friends, your family and about me. To have you, he had to make me break up with you. He threatened me, he sent men to beat me up. I didn't fight back. Why? Because of you and your parents. I would have brought you and them in danger if I fought back.

My dad knew it, so did his dad. The war between my dad and his dad became stronger. Although my dad was a friend of Aiden's uncle. My dad wanted me to let go of you, to break up with you because he knew that someday they will do worse.

After a few years, Aiden stopped. Everything stopped. It was suspicious. But then as I was watching the news with my parents, I was shocked.

Aiden's dad was found dead in a forest and that's when Aiden came back stronger. He wanted to have you. All of you. I started to back from you. He was sick, he killed his own father.

Well, that's what my other side told me, I believed him. Because when I woke up, I couldn't remember anything. As always.

-

I turned 21, meaning I had to take care of my dad's company and start work there. I stopped calling you, texting you and I ignored you. He was threatening me with your life. I was scared.

My dark side told me so.

You decided to come to my company, slamming the door open and locking it behind you. I chuckled. I felt you were there, I already felt you coming when you stepped in my company. It was always like that. I felt you were close.

You were my soulmate after all.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Why are you so mad at me? Your assistant didn't let me enter your office. She said, "Mr. James doesn't want to meet you, to see you. He's not feeling fine." It hurt. Why are you acting like this?" You asked me and I was looking outside, trough the window. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"Too much. Maybe too much is wrong with me. Maybe I want to quit." I sighed.

"What? Quit what?" You asked.

"Eva. Why are you so warm-hearted? Why do you always have to care and save people? Only if you didn't save him back then." I ruffled my hair and looked at you.

"Are you talking about that boy back then? It was years ago. Why are you bringing this up now? Are you kidding me?" You asked and I sighed. Only if you knew.

"I love you. I love you so much and that's why I am so scared. What if he hurts you?" I walked to you and held your face between my hands, looking so deeply into your eyes.

"Hurt me? What are you talking about?" You asked in confusion.

That's when I told you everything. How I was beaten up sometimes and was threatened. You started to feel bad and started to blame yourself for being so stupid for helping and saving him.

"Let's marry soon and leave. You are mine. You were promised to be mine. I want you as my children's mother. No, I need you." I kissed your forehead.

I told you so many lies. So many sweet lies. But only because I didn't know that these were lies. That he lied to me. That he was the one, who did everything.

-

We got engaged without problems, but that made me feel more scared. I knew he planned something. He could attack in any second, he was waiting for the right time.

His obsession was stronger than my love.

Or was it my obsession?

-

Our wedding day.

I was waiting for you in the church. Everyone was waiting for the bride to arrive. But I started to worry when you didn't arrive. 1 hour passed and some started to spread rumors.

My mom came with my phone, handing it to me. Your brother was calling. I took it and picked up.

"T-They are dead! They are dead! James, I couldn't save them! I-It's my fault. I - it's my fault!"

I was so scared. I couldn't feel my legs at that moment. I felt weak. I feared the worst. And it was, you still being there in that car.

He said that your parents were still in the car and that it exploded, he was looking for you since you weren't in the car. Lucas was crying, yelling and blaming himself for it. But I knew the best. It was my fault. I knew. I knew he was going to do something. But not that.

And I felt so bad. Why? Because I don't remember what I did 2 hours ago.

I couldn't protect either save your family. I had one job, one f*****g job. I failed. I miserably failed. A lot of rumors were spreading.

"She's dead."

"I am sure she was in the car."

"Maybe it really was her brother."

And worse rumors.

I locked myself sometimes in my room, crying over the thought of you being dead. Although Aiden wouldn't dare to kill you. I started dreaming terrifying nightmares. Of you getting beaten up and more disgusting things. But the worst part is that I dreamed about me. About me doing these things to you. I was hearing your voice. I could swear, I really was hearing you crying, screaming in pain and praying.

Everybody lost hope, but you were still alive for me.

Andreas´s POV

"And? How is it going??" I asked my sister and she smirked.

"It's going great. I am following Aiden's plan. Lucas is so innocent and naive, I pity him. I hope you two do the same."

Eva's POV

"NO!"

I opened my eyes widely in shock. The car accident was so vivid. But it's dark. This room is dark. Or no. Something was covering my eyes. A blindfold?

I tried to stand up, but I was tied. I couldn't move at all. I was laying on a soft bed, I started to breathe heavily as panic took over me and I realized that he kidnapped me. He tied me and now I am helpless.

"M-Mom? Dad? L-Lucas??" I bit my lip.

"James ..."

"You are awake. I told him to not be that heartless, but well ... seems like he wanted it to be this way." I heard him giggling.

"Who are you?" I asked, he scoffed and untied the blindfold. I blinked a few times, the sudden light made me close my eyes. I opened them, looking at him. He sat next to me with a smirk.

"I didn't want to change your clothes, I wanted to have you with your wedding dress." He started to laugh suddenly, scratching his neck and rubbing his face from time to time. He is scary. I am scared of him. He looks sick ... like a psycho.

"Aiden, right?" I asked and he raised his eyebrow.

"You remember my name." He smirked and so did I.

"Of course I do. You were that p***y, who tried to commit suicide. Gosh, I am asking myself why I had to save you." I laughed and he suddenly slapped me harshly. I felt like crying. I felt now more scared, but I couldn't show him it. I was aware of what he was capable to do. He had me, that's what he wanted.

But I didn't saw the tear, that fell down his cheek after he slapped me. He, himself didn't want it. How could I know that he was forced to do so?

"I am so sorry. Look what you made me do! I didn't want to hurt you, it's your fault." He stared the caress my cheek and suddenly slapped me again. I now started to cry, he is crazy. His actions are so scary.

"My parents? What about my brother?" I asked, looking down. I didn't want to look into his scary eyes. What if he slaps me again?

"Dead? I-I think I killed them. It was easy." His soft, unsure voice made him look like these scary horror characters. I want to run away. And the way he says his sentences, the way he moved while saying them ... it's terrifying. They are dead he said. He killed them. I started to cry louder as I tried to kick him or punch him, but I was tied. I looked at him with eyes filled with hate.

"I hate you! How could you! Why are you doing this to me? I never did anything to you! I was happy with James. Why you came into my life and destroyed everything? You sick bastard!" I spat the words with courage.

"You gave me hope. You were the only reason why I wanted to keep living. And that's why I can't live without you any longer. I'll die." He looked innocently at me. And how was I supposed to know that those were lies?

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I love you." He bit his lip, looking so innocently at me.

"It's not loving, it's an obsession. You are sick!" I cried out, wanting to escape from here and make sure that my parents are fine and not hurt. I hope he lied.

"It's not my fault. You made me sick, Eva." He said with a smile, with a sick smile.

"I hate you! I'll never love you! Get it! I'll hate you for the rest of my life!" I shouted at him and he stopped smiling, now glaring at me. This made me become silent.

"Really? You hate me?" He asked me and I nodded.

"I hate you." Tears falling non-stop down my cheeks. He laughed.

"So, you'll keep hating me. I see. Well, I don't really care. Because when I f**k the s**t out of you, you'll still hate me. I don't really see a big difference." He smirked and I tilted my head to the side, being confused. But I smirked.

"And what if I say that I'll imagine James while you do it? It will hurt you, but I won't mind then. Or-" Again, he slapped me.

Now pressing his lips quickly on mine as he hovered above me. He pulled my hair to the back and started to suck on my neck. I started to panic, I don't want to lose it. James waited so long, I wanted to be his first and he to be my first. No, I had to fight back. I won't allow it. But how will I fight back? I am tired, my hands and my feet are tied. I feel weak. I feel helpless.

"I'll kill you then. You can only see me when I do this to you."

I was biting me both lips so that I won't feel his. But my fear. My fear was too big and my head started to ache painfully my vision blurring.

"Stop, don't do this. Please-" I zoned out. And so, I wasn't sure what he did then.

Or who entered the room just seconds later.

-

When I woke up, I started to feel pain. Only pain. I was alone and a blanket was covering my body. I was not tired anymore, but why would I be? He knew that I won't be able to escape. And now after he.

"He r***d me. He r***d me, without my knowing." I started to cry and stood up with my upper body up. I hissed and started to cry in pain, it was killing me. My body was hurting and knowing that I was naked, made me feel disgusted with myself. The thought of killing myself was there in my head. I felt worthless. I felt like dying. Now that my family is dead, I have no one in this world.

"James ... what do I do?"

I stood up weakly with the thin red blanket around my body and walked to the door. I started to hit the door and cry loudly, screamed for help. It was useless, I know. But I felt so much anger inside me and I had to let it out. I lost everything. But I knew ... he wasn't alone. He was not doing it alone.

He started to inject some weird things. And then, he burned a mark in the back of my neck, saying: "I am doing it for your good. You will thank me later."

I let him do whatever he wanted and needed to do with me. After he r***d me, he never tried it again. He seemed forced to do these things to me. I was losing hope, but then he let me go.

??? POV

"She's my friend Sara Baker. I met her when I was in Los Angeles. You seem to have an interest in her, Lucas."