His Possession

Chapter 29

The car ride was silent like always. We reached home and I knew exactly what to do. He had left for work. I quickly ran into the kitchen and prepared his dinner. I walked back into his study room and started studying. I didn't realise when he walked up behind me and started kissing the back of my neck. I could feel each and every strand of hair on my neck standing up. "Sir, could I please go to the restroom?" I asked as nicely as I could. I had been controlling it for about 2 hours. All he said was, "Soon baby, soon." As he continued to lick and bite my neck. "Don't you dare stop studying just because I am enjoying my self." He said while continuing to bite my neck. I couldn't focus on what I was going but I had to keep a straight face if I didn't want to write my paper in a wheelchair. After around half an hour I asked him again. He just shook his head.

It was almost 2 hours before he
let me use the bathroom and I was trying to hurry up to the best of my capabilities. I was watching the clock as he'd only given me 10 minutes to be back at the study table. I was able to spend one minute extra just staring at my bruised face. The bruises were almost fading. I walked out of the restroom and was walking back towards the study room when all my bruises started hurting at the same time. I fell to the floor almost immediately. I knew I was late and that Ralph would beat the living daylights out of me. I quickly Stoddard up but fell down again with a thud. That's when I heard footprints walking towards me, "What the fuck was that sound I heard?" Ralph asked in a monotone. He saw me on the floor and quickly bent down. "Are you fine?" He asked his voice laced with concern. That was really weird but then I felt a presence behind me and realised he was only being nice cause his sister was there. "Yes, master I'm fine." I knew he would get screwed for this so I just smirked and the look in his eyes said I was going to pay for it. "What! The! Fuck! Had I told you about her calling you master? Looks like I'll just have to go back to the old ways shouldn't I?" She screamed. His face fell, as the horror dawned upon him.

Ralph's POV

My face fell as I remembered exactly what Ashley meant in old ways. She never hit me. But she did use another way to get to me. Her boyfriend! He always wanted control over her as I wanted over Stephanie. To get me to listen to her she would 'break his rule' and he would beat the shit out of her. More than she could bear and she would punish herself because she thought she couldn't raise me up the right way and it was her fault. His rules were only to make her feel inferior to him. He wanted her to depend on me as I was the 'man' of the house and she never would. She had one rule that was to worship me. But she never did. And I wouldn't let her she was my older sister after all. I was supposed to respect her not the other way around.

Flashback

I had screwed up Ashley had asked me to get home by 10:00 as it was my curfew and she had specifically told me not to drink. But I didn't listen to her. She had left 6 voice messages expressing how angry she was. It was 12 a.m I never expected to spend that much time in a pub I didn't even want to go to. When I reached home. She was standing at the door for me. When I entered she started screaming at me. I don't blame her it was my fault. "You son of a bitch! Where the fuck do you think you were doing outside the house till 12?!!" "I'm sorry it will never happen again." "Did you drink?" She asked a bit calm. My eyes widened at her question. It gave her the answer to exactly what she wanted, "Goddamn it ralph you had one fucking job and you couldn't even do that!" Her voice became cold again. I was about to respond when her boyfriend Ethan walked down the stairs urging me to not tell Ashley she was behind her. I was 18, not 5 obviously I knew what was going on but when I spoke to Ashley about her bruises she said she said she was fine.

It killed me to know that she would get 'punished' for my mistakes and she took them without a complaint. He reached behind and she froze. "Ralph go up now." She didn't lower her voice. Before I could react. Her boyfriend Ethan yanked her by the hair and dragged her up the stairs. She didn't scream, kick or fight against him. He took her up to their room. I heard them fighting. Then glass breaking. I rushed up to the room and knocked. Ethan opened the door and let me in. What I saw was the most horrific and sanding sight of my life. Ashely was on the floor the clothes ripped apart. Her thighs bleeding and a deep gash on her forehead. In not louder than a whisper, she asked, "please don't make him see this I beg." A smirk plastered on his face. I felt like punching it off his face. I walked up to him and swung my hand across his jaw as hard as I could. Seeing this Ashely started crawling away from Ethan. "Don't please he is small don't make him see this please." She begged. He didn't pay any head to her and threw her around the room kicking and punching her. "Bitch I thought you said you brought your brother up better but I guess you were too busy being a slut to actually pay attention to him" he mocked her "Ethan! You son of a bitch she has raised me up better than your parents raised you. You weak piece of shit. If you were a true man you wouldn't be beating up a girl you would be treating her like your queen." I screamed. Little did I know that I was going to become 10 times worse than him." I couldn't see her getting hurt for my faults. When he didn't stop even after an hour. I begged him I fell at his feet and begged him to stop. 30 mins after that he decided she had enough. He helped her bandage her wounds and let her sleep. That night I didn't get sleep feeling guilty as hell.

End of flashback