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Carrie

I knew just how the fuck to
deal with Joshua fucking Steele, he was getting his way too fucking much and I
was sick of that shit.

I called up Paula to set my plan in motion, of course she tried to
put me off but I wasn’t having that shit, this was damn near a life or death
situation, no time for games.

I
simply told the old man there was a situation and Paula needed me for a week or
so, he would have to deal with the school however, I wasn’t worried about it, I’m
an advanced student so there should be no problem, I’ll cover that shit when I
came back, right now I had to get the fuck out of dodge, it might seem like I
was running but I wasn’t I was showing this fuck who he was up against.

I landed in London in the
early morning hours there was a car to pick me up, Paula didn’t have to worry
about me after I landed just have a hotel room ready for me, some extra
spending money in my account and she could carry on as if I wasn’t even here.

I hit
the streets running from day one; I had no real direction, no real plan other
than to get the hell out of that rinky dink town for now before one of us
killed the other.

I spent my first day shopping and visiting the museums that abound
around the city, my phone was ringing off the hook for the first part of the
day before I turned it off, Nessa had called a fuck load of times but there was
no way I could tell her, she wouldn’t be able to holdout from her brother I was
almost sure, and the whole point was to make him sweat.

From London it was off to Greece, might as well get my tan on
while in Europe, I’d seen my mom a total of once since I flew to London but
that was to be expected, the thing I liked about Europe was the freedom a girl
my age could enjoy without too many raised eyebrows, no one questioned why I
was alone, I was smart enough to be on the lookout for predators though, I’m
not a complete ninny. Though I did enjoy flirting with this fuck hot guy the
whole time I was there, too bad I didn’t feel even a mild interest in him.

I shopped my ass off and was
able to put thoughts of the asshole out of my mind for longer spurts as time
wore on.

The
shit that bothered me was that the night before my return I was nervous as
fuck. I hadn’t given much thought to my reentry, what would he do, what has he
been doing the last two weeks, did he look for me, did he try to find out where
I’d gone?

I snuck home in the late
hours of the night having taken a car service from Chelsea airport; I couldn’t
believe I was actually happy to see this place again. The butterflies in my
stomach were going crazy.

My dad’s cruiser was missing which meant he was pulling the grave
yard shift, I’d missed fucking Michael too, he was growing on me or some shit.
It helped that he stayed the fuck out of my way and understood I needed my
space.

I was
tired as fuck so I dropped my bags downstairs, crawled upstairs, and stripped
before falling flat on the bed. I was asleep in five minutes flat.

Something, or some sound woke
me from my slumber, I turned over, and he was just...there.

“What
the fuck?” I started to climb off the bed but he pressed me back down with his
body straddling mine. His eyes were hard and cold, my heart was running out of
my chest was it fear or something else? I couldn’t be sure.

“Had fun on your little
European jaunt Carissa, you’re lucky you came home on your own when you did, if
I’d had to come after you who knows. If I remember correctly I owe you a
spanking that’s now two weeks overdue, now with this little stunt of yours I
have to think of something else to add to your punishment so you’ll know never
to play this fucking game with me again.

“Listen you fucktard, you don’t own me, you can’t tell me what to
do, now get the fuck off of me before I scream.”

“Go
ahead, scream, the Captain won’t be home for hours, your closest neighbor is
the old lady across the street, besides I think I might like hearing you
scream. He dragged me up and off the bed, I’d forgotten my nakedness.

He pulled me over his knees
and I froze in shock, he wouldn’t, would he?

He brought his hand down on my bare ass, that shit stung, but I
was more pissed off at the tears that started to form in my eyes.

“You’re
fucking dead you fucking pig.” I kicked my legs and fought the best I could but
he didn’t stop, he just held both hands behind my back tighter. I lost count
around fifteen I think, my ass was on fire, I had tears running down my face
and my pride was bruised.

“Go get me the cream off your desk.” He pushed me off his lap. I
looked at him to make sense of what the hell was going on, this couldn’t be
right could it? I had just come home from a trip where I was trying to avoid
him, how did I come back to this? Who was this fucking guy?

“The cream Carissa.” I jumped
out of my reverie and walked over towards my desk where he had placed a jar of
cream. I picked it up while looking over the other items he had laid out there.
It looked like pictures of...

“Bring those with you.”

I grabbed them and returned to the bed where he remained seated.
He took my hand and brought me back over his lap, I tensed up expecting another
slap but he just soothed some cream into my burning flesh. See I knew he was
crazy, who soothed the hurt they caused?

I didn’t even realize I was sniffling until he told me to stop.

“Your
punishment is over for the time being, stop crying now.” He had the nerve to
dry my tears before kissing my lips softly, what the fuck?

He sat me across his lap
which was not the most comfortable thing at the moment, my ass really hurt,
damn, I think my mind had yet to come back to my body because I couldn’t
process what had just happened.

“Were you having fun here Carissa?”

Shit I’d forgotten about the pictures.

“Where
did you get those?” They were pictures of me on my trip, some alone, some with
the guy I had met in Greece, the one that had been nice but had done nothing
for me, which pissed me off, I had wanted to be attracted to the tanned Greek
hottie with the kick ass body, but the nut was front and center in my fucked up
head.

“Answer me.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say.”

“Did you enjoy flaunting what’s mine for other men to enjoy?” The
next picture was of me on the beach in my tiny white bikini, I looked hot as
fuck in that shit, and of course men were enjoying it, that’s the whole idea.
Of course I didn’t say any of this to the crazy man; he was already scary
enough without me pushing his buttons.

“Stubborn
to the end huh, okay, let’s set some ground rules shall we, from now on in case
you didn’t get it, you’re mine, you don’t go anywhere without me knowing, you
don’t take off for weeks without telling me first and you damn sure don’t flirt
with other men. Lucky for you the report said you gave him the brush off or he
would’ve made front page news the next day and you wouldn’t be able to sit for
a month instead of just a week.”

“How the fuck did you find
me?” this was too much.

“My man picked up your trail at the tower of London and stayed
with you until you got off the plane here and called in the ride from the
airport.”

“Your man, what the fuck are you talking about?”

“My family retains the services of a detective agency.”

“But why, just because of some stupid game?”

“This is no game babe, haven’t you figured that shit out yet?”

“Then what the fuck is it?”

“It’s who we are, this is what you need, you need to be tamed, and
I need to be the one to tame you, only after it’s all said and done I choose to
own you.”

Carrie

Okay I see what’s going on
here now, I’ve gotten myself mixed up with a real fucking player, this guy was
the real deal, this is no high school Casanova wannabe, this fucker was playing
for keeps. I was playing with the big dogs, fuck. Who would’ve thought it, in
fucking Sea Crest?

Well then it was decision time, do I play his game, and how? I’m
nobody’s bitch, I call my own shots, been doing it too long to let that shit
change this late in the game.

He
wanted to play we’ll play, but by my rules, though he’s been beating me at my
own game so far, I hope he wasn’t expecting me to just give in to him, but he’s
shown that he’s serious about this shit and I didn’t want anyone else getting
hurt because of me, this was between him and I. So be it. Let the games begin.

After he finally left my
house in the early hours of the morning before Michael returned I’d laid in bed
thinking. He was some kind of strange, first taking care of my ass with the cream,
then holding me until I fell asleep, it was like he was training me or
something, but as what I don’t know.

I’m not in to that bondage and pain bull shit so he could kill
that noise, though I don’t get the sense that he is either, I think he really
was punishing me for disobeying him, which I’m not even sure what to think
about that shit, Paula hadn’t spanked me since I was old enough to hit back.

I
knew one thing for damn sure whatever game this is we were playing I was going
to make sure and take care of me.

Monday at school was a trial,
I had to collect all my missed assignments, and shit plus all the new shit from
today, I planned to go to the library, and knock most of that shit out during
lunch.

I’d barely put my books down before he was there next to me in the
library with an apple and a water.

He placed them in front of me and sat down.

I didn’t even ask how he knew where the fuck I was what was the point?
I just opened up my books and got to work. He took out his iPod and put his
headphones in.

I was so engrossed in what I was reading while being extremely
aware of him sitting next to me that I missed Tiffany Roberts’s approach.

She
was sitting in his lap before I became aware of her.

I felt my heart hitch and my
stomach curl, I checked him from beneath my lashes to see what he would do but
he was just looking dead at me, headphones on, not saying a word, while she
looked at me like I was her bitch. Alright then.

I got up from my seat, grabbed the bitch by the hair, and threw
her to the floor.

“Step the fuck off bitch.”

I
grabbed him behind the neck and kissed the fuck out of him before biting his
lip hard enough to draw blood.

I collected my shit and left
the room to his laughter, while she scrambled away like a crab.

He caught up to me in the hallway.

“I’m picking you up from now on; I don’t want you in that death
trap you drive.”

I opened my mouth to give him shit but he stopped me cold.

“Don’t even think about arguing with me, unless you want to see
that piece a shit catch fire in your driveway.”

“Let me ask you something before this shit goes any farther, are
you certifiably insane or some shit I mean is there documentation somewhere
that says you’re a nut job?”

“No babe, just a genius, not to worry, there’re no skeletons in my
closet literal or otherwise.”

“Why me?”

“Because I want you.”

“And when you stop?”

He kissed my lips hard and fast, I could taste his blood on my
tongue.

“I’ll never stop.”

He walked away, what was he talking about like forever, who the
fuck thought of forever at seventeen years old?

Huh, fucker kept changing the game up on me, I’ll catch on soon
though don’t you worry, I’ll peep your game soon enough Joshua Steele and then
watch out. Let’s see how long your forever lasts.

Carrie

I spent the rest of the school
day putting crazy boy out of my head and concentrating on my

studies. It wasn’t easy but I was able to do it, I’d think about
his madness later.

I was also expecting shit to pop off with that Tiffany bitch and
her crew; I wasn’t worried though I could hold my own against her skanky ass.

I didn’t even stop to think why I had reacted so strongly to her
being in his lap, it wasn’t only to prove a point to him though, that much I
knew.

Of course now there were whispers and shit in the hallways and
behind me in class, which I ignored, what am I five? Fuck.

Josh

I heard whispers and
rumblings, people speculating about retaliation, there’d only been a handful of
witnesses in the library when she floored the Roberts chick, but by end of day
it had spread like wild fire.

I was still smiling at her reaction, she could play it off all she
wanted, but I knew I was getting to her, she wasn’t where I wanted her to be
yet, not by a long shot, but we were getting there, I expected her to fight me
tooth and nail all the way, that was cool with me, it would just make victory
that much sweeter.

She
was a little hotheaded thing though, I would have to work on that, my lamb had
way too much pent up anger for one so young, I’m gonna teach her how to channel
that anger for the best results.

My phone rang as I left my
last class of the day; the number was one I had seen plenty of

but had no interest in answering. I’d told this particular skirt
numerous times in the last few weeks that I was no longer interested, some
girls seemed to think that they could get a guy to change his mind about that
shit by giving good head, fuck what you heard, head is head, there really isn’t
any bad head unless the bitch tries to bite your shit off, and some teeth play
if done right isn’t that bad, anyway whatever, if I wasn’t interested in
revisiting her before, now I really wasn’t even tempted.

I let
the call go to voice mail, I’ll deal with her later, right now I had a
hotheaded lamb who thought she was a tigress to protect.

I stood outside the door of
her last class of the day, there was already a crowd gathering as though they
were expecting something to go down, not on my fucking watch.

I snagged her when she came out the door.

“What the...!”

She started to swing until she realized it was me, and then she
just scowled and tried to pull away.

“Stop.”
I pulled her after me, I know she wants to be tough but no one’s laying a hand
on her, not while I’m around.

There was a wide path opened
up down the middle of the hallway as we walked by, people waiting to see what
if anything was about to happen.

I kept on looking straight ahead, I knew none of them would ever
think of confronting me, they knew my style.

I didn’t say much but when pushed too far my justice was swift,
sometimes brutal.

Vanessa and Andy were soon walking behind us followed by Matt and
a disgruntled Patti.

“We heard what happened.” Vanessa came up next to her and took her
hand.

“Are you guys serious, I’m not afraid of fucking Tiffany Roberts
or her dumb ass friends, let those bitches try.”

Of course she said it loud enough for everyone to hear. I squeezed
her hand to shush her.

Whether
she could or not was not the point, the point was that if I allowed anyone to
lay hands on what I had publicly claimed as mine, it’ll make me look like a chump.
That wasn’t ever gonna happen.

We exited the building
without incident, I did see Tiffany and some of the cheerleaders standing off
to the side, but no one said anything.

I walked her to her piece of shit abomination; made sure she was
buckled in and closed the door.

I reached back in through the open window, held her by the back of
her head, and kissed the fuck out of her, pulling on her bottom lip with my
teeth before I finally released her.

“Get
a room bro.” Matt yelled after me on his way to his car. Patti still had her
face set like she was sucking on lemons or some shit, I didn’t give a fuck, my
brother would always have my back no matter what.

“I’ll follow you home.”

I walked to my car and waited for her to pull out of the lot
before following after her.

My family had already climbed into their respective vehicles; they
went one way towards home while I took the other route to follow her home.

I watched her go inside, she never looked back, I smirked. I was
sure she was very aware of me. I was going to make sure she always was.

I texted her when I got home just to fuck with her.

“Stay in the house, no side trips for you today.J”

My phone buzzed three minutes later, “Piss off.”

I laughed, fighting till the very end, that was my girl.

Now I had to call this Josie broad and get her off my dick.