Chapter 5
I’d been intrigued by her the moment I laid eyes on her. In fact if I’m being honest with myself I’d become obsessed the moment her gaze met mine. It’d been a long time since I laid eyes on Tenley Hutton, too fucking long.
My obsession with her hadn’t faded after all these years. If anything it'd grown stronger seeing her again.
Silas is right. She didn’t remember us.
Though I’d never admit it to the others, not that they wouldn't be aware of my obsession.
Tenley has always had a pull over me I couldn’t control, even now after all these years. I’m still as obsessed as I was then.
It hadn't even been a full day and I was vastly heading in a direction one would call insanity.
My father once told me my condition would make Tenley see the real me, the monster he thinks lives underneath.
I’m no monster, I’m just simply me.
After that night it all became clear. This girl. Fuck I is in.
She is going to be my new high.
She is utterly breathtaking, I could get lost in her eyes alone. She’d grown more beautiful than the last time I’d seen her.
It’s in my nature. I’ve always been told my obsessive, possessive behavior would get me into trouble.
I know who she is, I know who she is related to. I’m not supposed to feel anything towards her. She’s meant to be completely off limits. Or as Silas put it “ Un-fucking-touchable”. For now anyway.
Which makes what I did last night such a dumb move, but I had to go see her, I just couldn’t wait.
I’d nearly blown it all when she almost spotted me but I managed to get away before she realized I was there.
Close fucking call.
My heart pumps violently in my chest thinking of peeling her layers apart, finding who she is underneath.
I guess that’s the beauty of it, I’m not supposed to want her, but yet I can’t help myself but want her.
I’m used to following orders, it’s something I did regularly, my father sure knew how to throw his demands around, but I was theirs, Silas and Zephyr’s. I never went against them, never chose to disobey them not on purpose anyway.
I’d been the quiet one my entire life, letting other people take the reigns, while I blindly followed behind them.
Again I’m obsessed.
Silas says he hates her, but I don’t think he hates Tenley, the girl, he hates the idea of her, I’m not so sure Silas’ hatred will last. He’s no different than me.
How could one truly hate something so damn perfect?
He hated that she left, not that she had a choice. But I knew in time she’d be ours again .
Besides, an oath at Monarch prep cannot be broken, unless you want to face a mortality of uncertainty.
Our initiation is clear, and no one would break that.
Not even Silas.
I’d already added another deed to my sins.
Stalking.
I knew watching Tenley without her permission would be unsettling if she ever found out, so my plan was simple.
Never let her find out.
I enjoy watching, you learn a lot about someone by just watching them.
For instance, I watch Tenley in line waiting to grab something to eat. She’s nervous, unsteady on her feet. She lets the situation and people around her control her, it tells me she’d submit to me—us. Even if she didn’t want to.
The room swallows her up, each student overwhelming her in their own way.
Even the way she stands is perfect. Fuck, I might really be gone for this girl.
I’d be lying though if I didn’t say I’d been in love with this girl since we were eight.
My tongue trails along my teeth, then I use my tongue to twist my lip ring before I drag my teeth over it, her eyes find mine from across the cafeteria, my fists tighten in my lap as I watch her, I crave it so badly, I'm practically starving for a taste. A taste of a girl I shouldn’t want.
I frown when she drops her head, hiding her gaze from me.
Don’t hide baby, I want to see you.
A delectable grin spreads across my face when I catch her sneaking another glance.
That’s it baby. Take in your fill of me.
I want her to look, I want her eyes on me. Something inside me softened knowing she was secretly taking glances at me.
I usually submit, I find it easier than taking control of my mind, to think for myself but that need to control her sparks something inside me I’ve never felt before.
What is it about this girl that has me rethinking my entire being?
was it problematic, probably but I’d circled back to that later.
Right now I’d enjoy watching her.
This school would eat her alive, not in the literal sense, but the kids that go here are rich stuck up bastards, only out for themselves. I’m not saying I’m a saint. Fuck I’m the furtherst thing from it. My reputation at Monarch prep is anything but pleasant but she needs someone to protect her.
Should it be me? Probably not. In my heart I knew I wanted to be that person for her.
Silas most certainly wasn’t going to accept the role.
So fuck it, why couldn’t I be the one to step up to the role?
She needs someone to have her back like Silas, Neo, Zephyr and I have each other's backs. We all have our own demons but we are there for each other. We’re brothers.
They are the family I choose, not like my piece of shit old man. He always told me I was a weird child, an obsessive loser and a disappointment to him.
You didn’t give Montgomery Tobin a reason to deal with you. Something I often did.
The wrong parent got killed, I wish those guys had killed Dad instead of Mom. She loved me no matter what, she was always there for me.
Dear old dad even fucked that up for me. His drinking and violent outburst, like he’s blaming me for her death.
Like all my tough times, my brother’s were there to get me through Mom’s death. They were also there to get me through my revenge. I had nothing to do with my Mom being killed but my brothers and I made damn sure that the real killers would never kill again.
He’d told me he didn’t want any drama.
My condition being the unnecessary drama he’d refer to. I’d been diagnosed with bi-polar last year. My father found it rather exasperating.
I guess I'm not the perfect son he thought he created but when your last name is Tobin you're expected to act a certain way, be a certain way. From the day we are born our lives are planned out. We are given everything but I never fucking asked for any of it.
That’s why a girl like Tenley is rare, she’s different. She didn’t come from this world, the world of expectations and pressure. She got out. Not that she knows that.
I think deep down that’s what draws me to her, her freedom, that and her perfect fucking body.
I know she has the power to force me to my knees, without even sharing anything between us yet, she has me by the balls and I’m not ashamed to admit I’m enjoying every second of it.
She’s fascinating. Even as I watch her now, my mind wanders to vivid images, when she opens her mouth I imagine forcing her to take me and swallow me. I’d be a gentleman of course, I’d let her drink me down, swallowing every fucking drop.
Okay maybe that’s not very gentlemanly.
I picture myself grabbing her long hair, holding her tight as I fuck her from behind, making her take my full eight inches. The side of my lip turns up as I wonder how she will take my piercings, would she be able to take all seven bars of my Jacob’s ladder?
There’s nothing like the look on a girl's face as she feels every bar rub against the inside of her and I can’t wait to see the look on Tenley’s face the first time she does.
Silas deserves a punch in the face for ordering us to stand down. Tenley is worth disobeying his order but I know I’d have to wait and in time I’d have her but for now my orders are to stand back.
BANG
Neo slams his tray of food down next to me, startling me, forcing my eyes to leave Tenley.
Twisting the ring on my thumb five times, before I drop my hand, I do it over again, as I watch her, the nervous tick I accumulated after my mother’s passing is a habit I can’t break.
“What the fuck you looking you at?” Neo questions, before I can think of a lie he follows me gaze and smirks. “Oh, I see. Our little Bambi,” he grins, answering his own question.
The name he’d chosen to call her fits her well, she’s been stumbling since she arrived at Monarch, it’s almost endearing.
Tenley’s different from the normal girls we get at Monarch Prep, the girls here bore me nothing but plastic girls with no ounce of realness about them, nothing but a bunch of plastic barbie wannabes who were fake in every way.
Sure the majority of them were good if you wanted a release but even then none of them fucked liked I needed them too, lots of them struggled to take my cock and then when you were finished with them they would open their mouths and I would just want to shove my cock back in theirs mouths just to shut them up.
It also didn’t help that I didn't prefer girls as much over boys. Yes I like girls but I’d never shown as much interest in them.
Maybe because none of them were Tenley.
Also there were only two boys I’d ever shown interest in.
“She’s fucking hot,” Neo comments. I notice the way his eyes travel down her body, his tongue darting out, wetting his lip.
I knew the look on Neo’s face, I could already picture his thoughts, all the depraved and filthy things he wanted to do to Tenley, I knew this look because I’ve had it many times myself staring at her.
He wanted her.
My brothers and I have always had a plan when it came to collecting what belonged to us, we were owed that much. We’d endured our fathers long enough.
Tenley being here proved that time is now. We were finally going to have her.
Something to call ours.
I grit my teeth as Silas joins us at the table, my gaze drops from Tenley to my food .
I didn’t have the energy to fight with Silas about ogling his sister.
“Your sister seems to be settling in?” Neo smirks, the cocky bastard, always trying to rile Silas up, trying to get any sort of bite from him.
Silas forces his deathly glare from Tenley to Neo.
“Careful.” Silas warns.