Obsessed

| Eleven

I sat up in the bed, laughing at my father’s corny joke as I chomped down on the cafeteria burger. One of the fries I picked up slipped from my hand and landed on Vinny. I reached for it, mouthing my apology.

“ So your things are already packed. “ my father ruined the mood. My mother slapped him across the arm.

“ What your father meant to say was whenever you’re ready to move, the packing will already be done. “

“ No, I meant what I said. After they release you tomorrow, you’re coming straight home with us. “

I sighed deeply, now content with the idea. I just wanted my regular life back: going back to school, hanging with friends and the love of my life, who was looking damn good. I could tell he’s been working out and staying healthy. His grip was stronger, his beard hair was longer, even his damn skin was glowing. I slapped him roughly across his arm as it erupted through the room, causing everyone to look over.

“ Damn, I meant dang, D. “ he winced. I looked him up and down as he rubbed the sore skin. “ Ain’t nobody cheating on you, if that’s what you thinkin’. “

“ Oh, trust and believe, I been watchin' him like a hawk. When he ain't here with you, he’s studying at that house of his. “ Jaylin assured me. “ Although he has been a little more private lately. “

“ How you know where I stay? “ he changed the subject.

“ It’s called the power of networking. “ she stuffed the fry into her mouth.

The next morning, the doctor cleared me and told me that within a few days, my voice should be coming back. Thank God for Ebenezer and their wonderful benefits, I wouldn’t have to pay much for my stay. Vinny had finished packing my bag, but I stopped him, grabbing his face and bringing him in for a kiss. He moaned, snaking his arms around my waist and pulling me into him.

“ You know there ain’t no sneakin’ me in daddy’s house. “ he smirked. He picked me up, kissing me deeper, and walking over to the bed. He lied me down on my back, pushing up my t-shirt and kissing on my stomach. I held on to his head as he adored my body, pulling my shorts off in the process. He kissed the inside of my thighs, making me tremble. He slid a single finger into my throbbing hole, bringing his face back to mine and kissing my lips. He moved his waist, brushing against my d**k. The friction from his pants aroused me further. “ Stay wet for me, ‘lil daddy. “

He replaced his finger with his d**k, cursing as my body welcomed him home. He held my legs back, dancing in and out of me, deeply. He looked down at the sight of his d**k penetrating me as I gripped the thin sheets, thrusting my hips forward to meet his strokes. I gripped his tank top as he slowed his strokes, lowering himself to my ear. He kissed my earlobe, his breath tickling my neck. “ Ima’ miss this, lil’ daddy. This body. This temple. “ my hole tightened around his d**k and he let out a low grunt. “ I’ll miss pushin’ yo’ buttons, baby. “ my legs began to shake and he chuckled. “ You wanna’ nut for daddy? “

I gripped his shirt tighter as my body stiffened and I released upon his command. I bit down on my lip, trying to contain myself as he soaked my insides, going breathless for a few seconds. He collapsed on top of me, his d**k still throbbing and pulsating, and his heartbeat racing. I held on to him, smacking him on the ass and watching it jiggle. He chuckled.

“ You lucky I love yo’ ass. “

After we finished and cleaned up, we took the elevator to the ground floor and walked outside to my waiting parents. My father got out of the truck, grabbing my bags and tossing them into the car, literally. I looked over to Vinny, hesitating and stalling. I didn’t want to get in this car with my parents, and I damn sure didn’t want to move back in. It was nothing against them, but I enjoyed my freedom. I was losing that and I knew it.

“ Come on, ‘lil daddy, you know I’ll see you at school. “ he kissed me on my forehead. I noticed the gold chain dangling from his neck and remembered that I didn’t have mine. I needed it, especially if I wasn’t going to see him as often as I normally would. I pulled him over to the car, pointing at the necklace and then back to me.

“ Where is it? “ my father asked. I twisted my lips and he rolled his eyes. “ Fine. I will take you home, but you are in and out. “

We pulled away from the hospital, traveling the familiar road, and seeing the familiar scenery. It felt like it had been forever, although it had only been two weeks. We finally pulled up to my neighborhood, and I grew more excited the closer we got to the house. My dad pulled into the driveway, handing me my keys and I rushed inside.

The blood on the floor was cleaned up. The whole house was clean, just as I left it. The temperature was warmer than normal, so I figured they probably turned the A/C off. Being here again made me regret choosing to come back. It was devastating. Right when I was starting to enjoy this accomplishment, it was cut short by a woman stabbing me in the neck.

I walked to my room, taking note of how empty it seemed without any of my clothes and belongings. I shook my head, walking into the closet and grabbing my jewelry box. As I turned around to exit, there was a thud coming from the bathroom. I froze in my tracks as the door creaked, followed by the clicking of shoes against the hardwood floors.

“ Welcome back. “

My eyes opened wide. There he stood. The nightmare I was running from. His arms were bigger and his shoulders broader. And he was angry. I could see the wrath in his eyes as he looked at me. I dropped the jewelry box as he ran towards me, snatching me up and placing me over his shoulder. I slapped and punched at his back, kicking and squirming. He slammed me down on the mattress, climbing on top of me and groping my throat. He held the knife up to my neck, not flinching or showing any flaw.

“ David, I will end yo’ f*****g life right now and not think twice about it. “ he pressed the edge of the blade to my skin and I inhaled sharply. “ Now we can both get what we want if you act right, okay? We walking out that back door and never coming back. Do exactly what I say, and you won’t get hurt. “

The fear in my eyes gave him the answer he wanted. When did he become so primal and aggressive? So careless and unattached? So impatient? I guess there is no real answer to those questions.

He pulled me off the bed, grabbing me by the back of my shirt and pushing me towards the back door. He walked me across the grass, out the gate, and onto the street. He opened the back door of the truck, picking me up and tossing me inside. He sped away from the neighborhood as I tossed and turned in the seat while he sharply hit the corners to escape.

“ Put yo’ fuckin’ seatbelt on. “ he demanded. “ Can’t have precious cargo getting damaged, can we? “

I did as I was told and sat up, pulling on the seatbelt and locking myself inside the seat. He turned the corner, jumping onto the interstate and into the traffic.

“ Just as I figured, you still can’t talk, can you? “ he looked at me through the rearview mirror. “ Good. I don’t wanna’ hear no back talk from yo’ ass anyway. “ he chuckled. “ I’ll be knockin’ you out in a minute. I don’t need you knowin’ where you are, although I doubt you will anyway. “

I contemplated jumping out into the heap of fast-moving cars. Dying from getting ran over would be better than being where I am now. But would it truly be worth it? Hell no. So I just stayed seated as he continued to glance at me through the rearview mirror. Suddenly, he turned the A/C all the way up. I shivered from the cold air hitting me, followed by sudden drowsiness. I nodded off, sprawling back awake, and squinting my eyes from the loud beams of the sun. I could hear my heartbeat. It was loud. It masked the sound of the cars driving on the highway. It masked the sound of the A/C. Then everything faded. My body went limp and everything faded.

I inhaled deeply, filling my lungs with the dingy air. I coughed, tasting the residue of whatever Jonothan had used to knock me out, leaving my chest sore. I reached to wipe the sweat from my forehead but heard the rattling of chains instead. I examined the cuffs around my wrists and the links that hooked to the post of the bed. I pulled on them as the sound echoed through the room. The room. I looked around and seemed to be in an old study. There was a chair sitting in front of what looked like an old CCTV display with about ten screens. There was a tall lamp standing in the corner. An old dresser with two drawers pulled ajar. I shuffled in the queen-sized bed, uncomfortable from the position I was lying in. Then I heard his whistling. I didn’t know the tune, but it frightened me. The door jerked open, revealing Jonothan holding a tray of food. He strutted over to the bedside table, sitting it down. He whistled a flat note before looking at me.

“ I made you some dinner. “ he told me. “ Fried chicken, mac and cheese, collard greens and cornbread. “ he winked. “ Now if you promise not to lose yo’ fuckin’ senses, I’ll loosen the chains so you can enjoy your meal. “

Instinctively, I wondered over different ways I could retaliate, but something told me it wasn’t the right time. It would be revealed to me. So I nodded. He walked over to the box attached to the wall, opening it up and pressing a button that released the tension of the chains. I grunted, curling up into a ball, and relieving the tension that had built up in my muscles.

“ Now eat. “ he growled. He walked away from the panel and over to the chair on the other side of the room. I grabbed the plate of food, picking up the chicken and lifting it to my lips. I bit into it as the flavorful grease oozed into my mouth. I grabbed the fork, digging into the cheesy noodles and the greens, forcing them down. As I bit into the cornbread, I noticed there was a broken piece of railing on the cheap bed frame. It was sharpened on the broken end, so I figured it would make a nice weapon if I ever got to use it. I looked over to Jonothan who was infatuated with the videos displayed on the many TV’s that sat in front of him. Videos of me in my house. Videos of me naked in my house. He scooted the chair back, reaching into his pants and playing with his d**k. I was disgusted.

“ So fuckin’ sexy. “ he chuckled.

I reached for the cheap metal, twisting and twisting and twisting. Jonothan moaned as he focused on the screens, darting his eyes from one to the other in a trance. I heard him slap his thick meat against his hand, then spit on it. He cursed as he began to stroke himself.

“ Suck daddy’s d**k, just like that. “

I twisted harder. Faster. Until it broke off. And it was noticeable. If he walked over here with a sane mind, he would definitely catch it. I hid it inside the pillow, scarfing the rest of the food down, and then launched the empty plate across the room. It shattered, breaking two of the TV’s and pulling him away from his fantasy.

“ Boy? “ he yelled, pushing himself from the chair, floating across the room, and slapping me across the face. I just lied there. I couldn’t move. Not because he had knocked me out, but I wanted him to think so. He slapped like a b***h to be that damn built. I had baby cousins who hit harder than him. “ What have I done? “ he panicked. He sniffled, caressing my face in the process. “ Look what you made me do! “ he stomped over to the panel, engaging the chains. I was yanked from the lying position and back into the intense stretch. I heard my muscles tear as he stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him.

I arched my back to ease the pain and to keep from crying, but no matter what I did, it seemed to jolt through my body like lightning. I could feel the heat as I struggled to hold back screams. Screams of pain.

“ Ah. “ I exhaled sharply, adapting my breathing to a pattern that wouldn’t activate the sudden pain.

I looked at the small door of the panel on the wall. It was open. The light from the TV screens illuminated the room, allowing me to slightly make out the labels on the three red buttons. Contract on the top. Unlock in the middle. Condense on the bottom. I shuffled my shoulders, moving the pillow so that the broken bar reached my shoulder blade. I pushed against the cotton until the rusty fixture was in my reach. I pulled it steady into my hands, reaching over and sighing in relief once it touched all three buttons.

I still hadn’t figured out what my next move would be, so to release myself prematurely would be stupid. I didn’t know where I was or what was on the outside of the stained blue glass. Without a doubt, I would be caught and stuck in a situation less ideal than the one I was currently in. I twisted the bar in my hand, sliding it back inside the pillowcase. My breakaway would happen soon, and best believe that I’m going to be ready for it.