My Psycho Best Friend

Chapter 11

Britney’s POV

    It has been 2 months since Ian killed Ryder. It still does not seem real. I now know what Ian is willing to do to keep me all to himself. He would kill if he had to. I believe now, to keep anybody safe I will have to stay with him. I cannot let him hurt somebody else. I never thought that my best friend, Ian, the one I grew up with and looked up to, killed somebody. He was practically like my brother. Now, I am stuck down here, in his basement. He thinks he loves me in his own delusional way. I could never love him like that, and in some crazy way, whenever I think about Ian, he is still my best friend. The guy that was always there for me. It is so hard seeing his true colors.

    This week Ian has been making me pee on ovulation test. Even though I had just miscarried our baby. I guess, getting pregnant made him think that it would bring us closer together. He is crazy. I could never trust him again. He is not the same Ian, who took care of me when I was sick, because my parents wouldn’t. But now, he is a monster. A monster, who is forcing me to have his baby.

    So far, the ovulation test has been negative, and he has not been forcing me to have s*x with him. I am thankful that he has allowed me some time to heal. But I know I do not have too much longer till he forces himself on me. As soon as the ovulation test is positive, he will force me to have s*x with him. He even made me write my cycle down, so he could track it.

3 Days later…

    He made me take an ovulation test this morning. It was positive. He looked so happy when I gave him the test. He left because he had to go to college for his classes. But he will be back later tonight. He had told me to be ready. He told me I needed to wash up and shave. I am dreading it. Because I know, even if I object, there will be no stopping him. He always gets what he wants.

    After he left, I took a long hot shower. I washed my hair and my body. I shaved like he told me to. I stayed in that shower until my fingers and toes started pruning. I dried off and got dressed in a t-shirt as that is all that he allows me to wear. I made myself some lunch, which was just a simple turkey sandwich with some chips. I clean the kitchen and sit down on the couch to read for a while. I ended up reading for a few hours then saw that it was getting close to time to make dinner. I just put a simple frozen pizza in the oven, as I was not feeling up to cooking. Ian walks in at his usual time of 5 PM. We sit down and eat our pizza. He goes to take a shower while I clean the kitchen.

    I put a movie on and lay in bed hoping that he would just forget about the positive ovulation test and we could just watch the movie and go to sleep. But I guess I was not that lucky because he just came in after taking a shower and laid next to me naked. He grabbed my shirt and took it off me. He grabbed my face and started kissing my lips. I did not respond at first but for some reason I kissed him back. We made out for a while until he broke the kiss and started kissing down my neck. When he got to my breasts, he began to suck on them. He would nibble on my n****e. He went from the one to the other. I tried to hold back my moaning, but I could not hold it in. He started kissing from my breasts down to my stomach. Then went further down. He kissed the insides of my legs like he was trying to tease me.

    He started licking the bud of my center. He was going slow for a while to warm me up. Then started to go faster, I could feel something building up in my core. He then put a finger in me and started pumping it in and out. I could not hold on anymore. The pleasure I was building was going to explode. He quickened his thrusting fingers knowing that I was almost there. I hit that moment of complete pleasure and I screamed out in joy. He kept thrusting his fingers to prolong my orgasm.

    He got on top of me and began kissing me again. He slowly thrust into me. It was like he was trying to make love to me. This was so different from all the other times he forced himself on me. He kept trying to look into my eyes and all I could do was look away. I was not trying to make him think that I thought of him that way.

            He brought his hand down to rub my little bud while he kept thrusting into me. I could feel the pleasure rising and I knew I was going to explode soon. He started thrusting a bit harder and rubbing my little bud faster. I screamed out as my orgasm hit me. He started thrusting harder and faster. I knew he would find his release soon. Within a few moments he grunted and finally found his release. He made sure he got every drop of his seed in me. He took himself out of me and said, “Lay down for at least 15 minutes. I read that if you do that, you have better chances at getting pregnant.”

            I look at him surprised that he has been doing research. I decided to ask, “So why are you so different tonight? Why did you give me pleasure like that? You usually force me and it’s always about your pleasure.”

            He shrugs and says, “Well, from the research I have done, it says that a woman is more likely to conceive if they feel pleasure.”

            So, he only gave me pleasure, to get me pregnant. I thought he was trying to be nice for once. I thought he was trying to be a different person from the monster that he usually is. I guess, I was wrong. For a moment, I thought he might care about me. In his own delusion, I guess he does.

            We watch the movie and fall asleep. I wake up the next morning and he is gone. I guess he had to go to school. I wish I could have been able to finish my senior year. There is so much that I have missed out on because I am stuck down in this stupid basement! I should have seen all the red flags. But he was the person I counted on. So, I just always dismissed it.

            The rest of the week he would pleasure me. He would be nice to me. At times, I enjoy his company. But once morning hits, he is always gone. I am starting to think, he just wants to get me pregnant so I will be stuck with him forever.

            I am so tired of being down here. I think that is why I go along with what he wants. I hope that if I do anything and everything for him, he might just let me go upstairs. If he does, I won’t even try to escape. I just do not want to be stuck down here anymore. There is nothing to do. I keep up with the cleaning and cooking so all I can do after that is read or watch a movie. I wish he would allow me to do more, but he says doing anything else I could get in trouble.

            I try not to think too much about my life as I have no control over it now. But I hope one day, I might get the chance of getting out of here. I know my parents never cared that much about me. But I miss them a lot. More than I ever thought I would. Maybe, I could get Ian to tell me how they are. He already left this morning so maybe I will ask him when he gets home.

            I go about my usual routine. Make lunch, clean, read a book, make dinner, and enjoy the pleasure that Ian gives me. I look forward to it. Maybe, it’s because it is the only pleasure, I get these days. The only thing that feels good. After s*x, I asked Ian about my parents. All he told me was that they are just busy working and drinking. Though they did take a vacation about a month ago.

I am sad that my own parents do not even care about their daughter. Once I know Ian is asleep, I cry my eyes out. I just need to get it all out. I cry till I fall asleep. I did not dream at all that night.