Olivia
I couldn’t believe it.
One of those girls who bullied me without guilty was his sister. Stewart was the big brother.
I remembered her face. Brunette hair and brown eyes just like her brother. I never knew her name. I thought that I didn’t need to and she was from a different class.
“I was trying to get close to you so I could have my revenge, for my sister. Anything happened to you, your father would come for me and I will reveal every single of his dirty secret. You are so fucking unfortunate for knowing nothing. Your father is nothing like you imagined. Your father…is a sick person.”
Although I couldn’t believe Blake really did that.
Although I had my suspicion on him.
I won’t let anyone badmouthed him, not even Stewart.
“Stop saying that. He is still my father.”
“He was the one who ordered the gangster to attacked the missing boys! How come you still consider him as your father?! Oh, I get it now. You are just the same as him. You look innocent but maybe deep down, you will be the same. The same crazy as him.” I couldn’t counter him back. I didn’t want to provoke him.
“I will have my revenge but I’m not going to hire someone to do my nasty job. I’m not like your father who’s unable to dirty his own hands. I will take everything on my own,” he added.
“What are you going to do with me?” I asked and he smirked. Grinning, he was nothing like the Stewart that I knew.
No, maybe this was the real Stewart. He masked his real personality just to get me.
He surprised me when he raised his hand and he was holding a needle. “What is that?”
“It’s just a little bit of something that will make you…a little excited,” he replied. What the hell is that?
“I remember that you are still a virgin, aren’t you? I suppose you wouldn’t know anything about this stuff. I’m sure you are not on pills either and things…will be more interesting.”
“What are you—”
“I have researched everything about you,” he cut me. “I know how your mother got pregnant with your real father and he left you two. And that’s how Blake married your mother out of pity, got divorced, and then he adopted you out of pity.”
When the hell he did that? How dare he!
“I want to repeat the past, Olivia,” he said again and he moved closer to me. Pulling the cover of the needle with his mouth and spit it out to the carpet. He was ready to pierce the needle into my veins.
“Please, Stewart.”
“You know? I have been dying to taste your body since the day I met you back at the studio. I didn’t know that you’re Blake’s daughter at first. Not until you told me your surname. What a pity for you, huh? So unfortunate to be seen by me. You make it easier for me to get my revenge. But, don’t worry. I’m good in bed and lots of women begged me for more and I’m sure…you will become the slut I loved after the drugs entered your body.”
“No! Stop it! Please, Stewart!” I screamed. I begged. I did everything but he didn’t listen. As he pierced the needle inside my veins, I screamed until the top of my lungs. Hoping someone would come to help me.
But no one came.
This was the same when his sister and her friends were bullying me.
I screamed and begged them to stop but they continued hurting me. They were enjoying it. The more I begged, the more they laughed.
I could feel him pulling the sharp needle out of me. “Well then, I’ll wait until you got wet so much and beg me to make you come. I’ll let you in your clothes for now. To feel the heat. Fuck, this is so exciting.” Stewart jumped down the bed. “I’ll be in the bathroom to prepare myself,” he informed and went to the bathroom.
I couldn’t contain the tears any longer. I was scared of what was going to happen to me. Also, the reality that I was afraid to happen.
Blake was indeed the person who caused harm to those boys and girls. I had my suspicion for a long time but I didn’t want to believe it. I refused to.
I remembered the letter back in my room. The one that the stalker left on top of my bed. It stated:
Your father is a psycho. He hurt me and my boys.
PS: I am one of his victims.
I sobbed. “Blake… How could you…” This was wrong. He couldn’t do this. I understood that he wanted to protect me but that was not the way.
I wanted to hear his explanation so for now, “Blake, please come save me.”
I won’t be emotional. I wanted the explanation to be done calmly. I believed Blake was not sick. Blake was no psychopath and he was not a murderer.
The bathroom door was opened and I saw Stewart coming out. He was half-naked already. My eyes followed him and he stood next to me.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” he asked playfully. I had to admit before this happened, I thought he was the nicest man I had ever known. I liked him even though it was not in a romantic way. I would like to have him as my friend.
But not anymore.
“You are a loser.”
“What did you just say?”
“You can’t face Blake by yourself. You’re using me as bait to make him suffer. You are such a jerk and sicker than Blake.”
Stewart’s expression changed. He slightly moved to me as he landed his palm on my face. Slapping me hard. “You little bitch! How dare you!” he shouted. I could feel the sting on my face and blood on my lips. He slapped me so hard. “Do you have any fucking idea on how my sister was suffering because of your bastard father?! My parents never believed that she was raped by the man who was hired by your father. They thought she was doing a job as a prostitute even though they knew how weak her mental was and she went crazy!”
Although I was pissed at him, I could see the sadness from his eyes. They were watery. He loved his sister so much.
“I was out of town when I came back home. I wanted to surprise her in her room but only found her lifeless body hanging in her room. I was sad, mourning, and angry because I know something or someone had caused her to do this. My sister was weak but she would never do something stupid by taking her own life.”
I was speechless. No matter what I said now, Stewart wouldn’t listen.
“After the funeral, I went back to my room and I found her letter on top of my table. I wasn’t paying any attention to it because my mind was focused on my sister. She thanked me for standing up to her for many years. She considered me as the best brother she ever had. And by the end of the letter, she told me everything. She regretted her decision for following her friend’s act to bully you. She wanted to stop but those men had managed to kidnap her and her friends first before she could atone for her mistake.”
Did she feel guilty? Well, maybe I couldn’t believe it knowing how they were enjoying themselves torturing me.
“She told me how many times those raped them multiple times in one night. She asked them to stop but they never did. They did it a lot until she couldn’t scream anymore. She was ready to accept death and then she was saved. But everything is too late,” he paused and Stewart looked away. This would be the worst part.
“She thought she was saved but she’s not. While she’s in the hospital bed, my parents came and accused her of selling herself out. She tried to explain but they never believed her. I was already in LA when it happened. She never told me the detail when she was still alive. Since then, everything has changed. No more happy family. For a few years, my sister had fought for herself but she has reached her breaking point. She couldn’t take it anymore and she wrote down that Blake…was there the first day those men got her.”
His tone changed when he mentioned Blake’s name. He despised him greatly.
“He was mad, insane, and scary. She still remembered how Blake was looking at them like a pig ready to be slaughtered. There was no remorse, nothing. That’s how I found out Blake was the cause of my sister’s death. I swear on my sister’s grave that I will tear down your family apart.” The moment he said that my body started to react.
I was slowly…heating up. What is this?
“Ah, I guess the drug has starting to kick in.”
I felt hot and my body was burning. Stewart walked up to the bed as he started to take off my clothes. “No!” I struggled but I had no strength.
“Don’t do that, darling. After you came home from this, you will ask for more. You have no idea how good sex is. You should do it with a few men at the same time. I like threesome and if you wanted to get laid, you should reach me out. You should bring Karen as well because she’s must be good at sex.”
How disgusting! How dare he said that about Karen! She considered him as a friend, a senior who she respected so much and this was how Stewart viewed her?
I spat on his face. “Go fuck yourself, bastard.” Stewart slapped my face again at the same side where he slapped me first.
“You will regret that, little girl.” Once he said that, he pushed my skirt to the top.
“No! Stop it!” He positioned himself in between my legs, leaving me no space to run away.
“I like some warm-up before but you asked for it. So, I’m going to stick in my cock right now and I won’t care if you bleed out.” He touched the panties and I screamed again. My body was hot and weak. My hands were tied up. I couldn’t escape.
Please, somebody, help me! Blake!
I closed my eyes until someone pushed the door hard and it was broken in an instant.
I looked at where the door previously was and immediately felt relieved when I saw Blake there. “Blake…” And he was furious. I could see it from his eyes. When his eyes fixed on Stewart, he didn’t wait at all and charged to him. Pulling him away from me and pushed him to the carpet. Punching him a few times. Flesh meeting flesh.
I couldn’t see what was going on under there but…I heard something was broken and it scared me. “Blake, stop!” He didn’t listen and continue punching him. “Blake, please! He will die if you keep doing that!” I didn’t want to see Blake going to prison. “Blake!” My final calling stopped him.
Blake turned to me and his gazes softened a bit. I could see some blood on his face. He turned to Stewart again and he raised him. I could see how bloody his face. Both of his eyes were swollen. He was choking and couldn’t even open his eyes.
“You’re damn lucky because she’s here. You won’t stand a chance if you’re alone with me. And you better listen to me, you piece of trash.” Blake pulled him closer. “Stay the fuck away from my daughter. I don’t care if you’re going to tell the police what I have done to your sister. She made a big mistake for crossing the line with me and that’s how she had to pay the price. I could bet that she didn’t mention what she had done to Olivia before. Those girls might be still a child, but their brain was more like a psychopath.”
“W—What have they…done?” Stewart asked weakly.
Blake smirked at his face. “They stripped Olivia off and showed her in front of the class,” he informed and I could see Stewart was shocked by it. He didn’t know that. There was no way his sister would let him know the sin she had committed to me.
“She even had to run to the toilet to hide because she was scared someone would see and laughed at her. Surely those girls wouldn’t let the teachers see her like that and they locked her in the bathroom until the school was over. Throwing water on her and pushed her while she was naked without clothes and dry towel next to her.”
“H-How did you know…that?”
Blake smirked again at his question. “I’ve always made sure my daughter’s safety. Everything changed when she came back with her face full of dirt and one of her knees was injured. So, you better not see her again because if you do, I will come for you and I will do the dirty job myself,” he threatened and punched him again in the face as Stewart knocked out cold.
Blake went to me and he released my hands. My head was spinning when I was about to stand. “You’re alright? Fuck, that bastard,” he examined my face but I couldn’t focus and I hissed in pain. I was like looking at two Blakes. He tidied my blouse back.
“Hot. It’s hot, Blake,” I said and Blake immediately picked me up and headed out of the room. He went to the basement by elevator. He placed me at the passenger’s seat and when he was about to go, I stopped him by holding the tip of his jacket. “Blake, please.”
“It’s okay, baby. I’ll take you back to the hotel. I’m sure they have some medicine for you.”
“N-No, please. I’m burning up. I can’t take it.”
“Olivia, I can help you but I can’t do it here.”
“Please, Blake.” I didn’t know what he could do to help me. I couldn’t take it anymore. The burning…it was too much. I felt like melted down. “Make it stop,” I begged once again and landed my head on the headrest.
The next thing I knew, Blake lowered the chair down slowly and he walked inside. He was right on top of me and I saw him taking off his jacket and rolled up the sleeves of his shirts.
“What are you doing?”
“I’m going to help you, Olivia. I’ll make it stop. But, please…you have to forgive me for what I’m about to do.”
“What?”
“Just say that you will forgive me,” he said again. Trying to make sure. I couldn’t think straight. I just wanted everything to stop. I wanted to feel better.
“I’ll forgive you, Blake. As long as you can make me feel better again. Please.”
“Alright.”
I had no idea what he was about to do but I found my answer…when he was pulling off my panties.