Chapter 32 #2
“Maybe I didn’t do it for you,” she says, putting her hands on her hips.
The space is tight, but her movement makes her tits push forward and I’m so close to giving up my plan just to slide my cock into her again.
“Maybe this was all just me throwing a fit and acting out. Maybe I actually love Charles and you just got caught in the crossfire of one of our little spats.”
I laugh. “Jesus, Prue. You think I’m that dumb?
” I press myself against her, holding her against the door.
“You don’t love him.” My lips dip to her neck.
“Probably don’t even love me, but I don’t need your love.
I just need you to be safe.” I plant kisses along her neck.
“And sadly, that means I have to do some terrible things.”
“Like what?” she asks softly, her breath increases with each kiss I place along her flesh.
I pull back, grinning. “Like kidnapping you.” Her eyes widen. “The more you resist, the easier it will be to sell. So put on your best act, baby. Our lives are on the line.”
I pull Prue from the supply closet, and she squirms, kicking my leg again. Part of me wants to believe she is just doing as I ask and trying to sell this as a kidnapping, but I know she never listens to me, so chances are she is just unhappy with my plan.
Why she thought I’d listen to her desperate plead for me to let her go, is amusing. But I guess I’ve spent the better part of the time we’ve known each other bending to her whims, so of course she’d think I’d obey her with this. Even though my desire to please her is sky high, it has its limits.
Like not letting her be unhappy for my own safety.
Jesus, I’m out of my fucking mind for this girl.
She opens her mouth to scream, as I drag her down the hallway, but I quickly cover her mouth with my hand again.
“If you don’t bite me, I promise to make you cum before I’m done with you,” I whisper in her ear.
She mumbles something against my hand that sounds a lot like asshole.
I walk us both toward the exit. I can see Charles hanging around the corner with some of his jerk friends, waiting for her to finish up her meeting with my mother.
Idiot didn’t think twice about her meeting a lady with the same last name as me.
I’m glad. It means my mom will be left out of this for the time being.
I parked my car in a handicap spot, not that I can afford more bad karma, but desperate times. I hope whatever karma police are watching understand I’d never do that under ordinary circumstances. Lucky for me there are plenty of other handicap spots open.
She puts up a good fight in my arms as I pull her toward my car. Her elbows dig into my ribs, making me see white spots. Her teeth nip at my hand as her head bumps back against the stab wound on my shoulder.
I yank open the passenger side door, pushing her into it. The moment I take my hand off her mouth, she lets out a scream. I slam the door and watch for a moment as she struggles to open it. Grinning as she realizes she can’t get out, I walk around to the drive side and slide into the car.
She kicks at the door as if her tiny, little body could do any damage to my car.
“Ben. Don’t do this. Please. He will kill you.”
“I don’t really care if he does.” I shrug, starting up the car.
“What about me? He will kill me, Ben. Do you want him to kill me?”
“He won’t get the chance,” I say firmly. “Because I’m going to kill him first.”
The fear on her face is quickly replaced with anger. “Ben! Let me go! Please. Let me go!” she screams, thrashing around in my car.
People start to look over at us, and I know I’m running out of time before Charles realizes what is happening.
“Prue!” I yell back. “Stop.” The level my voice hits makes her freeze and my heart break. I don’t like yelling at her.
“Please,” she whispers, her voice shaking.
“You should’ve just listened to me.”
“You should’ve just left me alone.”
“Yeah. Probably. But I didn’t want to.”
Prue cries as I drive down the highway. Sobs so hard she shakes. I pass her napkins, which she snatches from my hands, glaring as she cries.
“Has he touched you?” I finally ask.
“No. He won’t fuck me until I get tested. Wants to make sure you didn’t give me anything,” she snaps.
“Has he hurt you in any other way?”
“Not really,” she says softly. “A few rough grabs, but mostly he hasn’t touched me at all. My punishment comes when the test comes back.”
“Good. I’m glad you haven’t had to endure any more pain, and I don’t have to extract any more revenge than I was already planning.”
“What is your plan?”
“Lock you up somewhere safe and kill him.”
“You’re really going to commit murder?”
“Yes.” I nod glancing at her. “I was hoping to just murder his reputation, but you took that opportunity away.”
“You mean when I saved you from prison?”
“Yes.”
“You do know if you got sent to prison, he’d come for me after, right?”
“No, because I would’ve killed him while out on bail.”
“So, your plan has always been killing him?” she snaps.
“I don’t fucking know, okay?” I bark out. “I don’t know what to fucking do. I have no clue if any of my plans are going to work, but if I don’t try something to keep you from a miserable life of pain and unhappiness, I will kill myself.”
“Ben…”
“I don’t need you to be happy with me, Prue.
I don’t care if I spend the rest of my life in a cage, if it means you get to be free and a chance at happiness.
I’d give it all up for you. Not that I have a lot going on anyways, but still.
The stage, the feeling of a guitar in my hands, the fame, my freedom.
Fuck, I’d give up cumming for you. I just can’t let you give up anything for me. I don’t deserve it, Prue, but you do.”
“I don’t want to be with him.” She sobs, pressing her hands into her face. “I don’t want any of this.”
I take the next exit, pulling into the first parking lot I can find. Putting the car into park, I reach over, prying her hands from her face.
“Look at me, baby. It’s going to be okay. I’ll find a way to get you out of this mess.”
“No, because if you kill him, I can’t have you either,” she whimpers, pressing her head into my chest. “Oh God.”
I stroke her back as she cries into my chest, ignoring the pain in my ribs.
Her words are nice to hear. Really nice in fact. I like that she wants to have me. Unfortunately for the both of us, I’m not sure that’s going to be possible. I’m not sure there is a way for us both to be free.
If all goes according to plan, there is no way this ends with us together.
A buzzing from her pocket has her pulling back from me. She slides out her phone from her pocket, staring at the name on the screen. I don’t need to see it to know who it is. Taking it from her hand, I hit answer.
“Hello,” I say.
“You,” Charles yells into the phone. “Did you not learn your fucking lesson?”
“Nope.” Prue looks at me, tears still pouring down her face. Her tears remind me why I’m picking a fight with a man whose family is worth a billion dollars.
“You want me to get the case back open? Have you arrested again, add kidnapping to your rap sheet?”
“Kind of. But I’m hoping we can make a deal.”
“What deal do you think you could possibly offer me? I have all the power here.”
“Not really. What’s your master plan? Keep Prue as your little housewife to make Mommy and Daddy happy? Beat her in secret, force her to take your small cock and just get everything you ever wanted?”
“Yes. Pretty much. I was hoping I wouldn’t have to beat her too much, but judging by how she keeps running off with you, I’m thinking it’s going to take like six or seven times to get the message through to her.”
My blood boils and I take a moment to study the shape of Prue’s face. The bruise from the first night we met is gone, but I still remember the way it looked sitting below her eye.
“She didn’t run away with me,” I say. “I took her. She put up quite a fight too. Wouldn’t shut up about how much she wanted to stay put and marry you, but I’m just so damn crazy about the girl. I couldn’t stand it, so I took her.”
“So, you’re admitting to kidnapping her.” Charles laughs. “Going to angle for mentally unstable?”
“No need to angle for it. Anyone who knows me can see I’ve clearly gone insane for her.
” Prue stares at me, biting her lip. “But that’s not the fucking point.
” I sigh. “You don’t deserve her, you know that, right?
She is far too good for either of us, but if you’re who she wants.
” Prue shakes her head, pressing her hand to my chest. I cover it with my own.
“Then I guess I have to let you have her, but I have conditions.”
“Conditions?” he snaps.
“You can’t beat her. Violence isn’t how you control a girl like Prue.
She response better to pleasure. She’ll do anything you ask after you make her cum a half a dozen times.
I’m sure that’s going to be a bit of a struggle for a guy like you, but just buy her a vibrator and I’m sure she will find a way to reward herself. ”
Prue’s eyes do one loop, almost against her will, before resting back on me. A single tear rolls down her cheek.
“You are such a piece of shit,” Charles mutters.
“You can’t hurt her, okay? If I ever find out, and I will find out, that you laid a hand on her, I will come and cut off the micro penis we both know you have and make you eat it.”
“So, if I promise to never beat her, you’ll give her back, just like that?”
“If you promise to never beat or rape her, I will drop her off at her father’s doorstep in an hour.”
“Fine. Deal.”
“I need to hear you say it, Charles.”
“Fine,” he groans. “I will never beat or rape her…”
“Who?”
He groans again, “I will never beat or rape Prue, again.”
“Hmmm. So, you admit you did it before?”
“Fuck you,” Charles yells. “Yes, okay? The little bitch couldn’t just let me have my fucking fun, and I beat her. I hurt her bad too. You should’ve seen her. It was fucking great, watching that little slut bleed and scream in pain. Then I fucked her. Just tore that little pussy up.”
I’m glad Prue can’t hear what he is saying. I don’t want those words running around in her pretty little head. It’s bad enough she had to live it.
“Woah there, buddy,” I say, cutting him off before he can say anything else. “Almost sounds like you’re going to have a hard time keeping your end of the deal.”
“You fucking asshole!” he screams. “You’re just dicking me around, aren’t you?”
“Trust me. I would never dick you around. You’re not my type.”
“You fucking piece of shit. When I get my hands on you, they won’t be able to identify you from anything but the blood that soaks the earth I kill you over.”
“Kinky,” I say, hanging up.
“You’re going to take me back?” Prue asks, softly.
“No. Afraid not, but I am going to take you somewhere.”
She has no idea what my plan is. I know by the end of it she is probably going to hate me, but it will be worth it. She wanted to go to extremes to protect me but has no idea the levels I am about to go to save her.