He's Possessive

Everything just went down hill, I never thought that I would find myself being sold to some man. Who would have ever believed that a parent would ever sell there own daughter?


6. Does This Make It Okay?

I didn't want to hear any of it. I knew what was going to happen. He was going to give me some sob story to make me change my view point of him. It was't like he asked me. It was kind of a demand. I sat on the edge of the bed away from him and held my hands together in my lap not looking into his eyes, not even looking in his direction.

"I guess that means that I can start." He said, I didn't reply. "Well.. I grew up in this house. It may not seem safe to you, it may seem like there is nothing to do out in the middle of this endless no where but I enjoyed my childhood." I shook my head lightly in response. I was disgusted that he had brought me to a house that he was raised in. "My father first brought my mother to this house on their honeymoon. He loved it, she didn't mind. He got to spend every moment of the day with her." He said suddenly stopping.

"What?" I asked looking at him confused.

"I was born about a year after they first moved in. Then my mother, she died." He said a bit softer and slower now. "Thats okay. I don't remember too much about her so it doesn't bother me that much."

"She's your mother. How could you not be bothered?" I asked him in disbelief.

"I'm just not." He said sternly. I rolled my eyes.

"You know what fine. If you going to be like this then stay here." He said shoving me into the bed by my shoulders. He stood up and walked to the door slamming it behind himself.

I pulled my knees to my chest and let tears run down my cheeks. This was really happening, he didn't show any signs of letting my go. I was living with a stranger.


After a few hours I stood up and went for the door I stuck my hand out and turned the doorknob and to my surprise the door opened. I stepped out into the hall looking around until I ran into something hard. A body.

I looked up to see Harry standing there and rolled my eyes lightly looking down once I had finished. "Where are you heading?" He asked putting his hands on my hips.

"I want to talk to Liam." I told him with my small bit of confidence.

"Don't you think you should wear a little less clothing?" He asked me with a small smirk. I frowned to myself feeling violated. He didn't care.

"Can I please just go?" I asked and he stepped out of the way.

I walked down the hallway and opened a door behind it I could see Liam laying on his bed with one arm behind his head and the other on his stomach, he looked as if he was just thinking. "Can I apologize?" I asked walking over to his bed and standing at the end with my hands behind my back. I was going to do it, I was just going to surrender because I hated seeing him upset. He took his anger out on a door and I could be next.

"Why?" He asked, he knew why he was just being childish.

"I'm sorry that I didn't want to listen to you." I said biting my bottom lip.

"I want for you to want this. As much as I want this even." He said suddenly, throwing me off.


"I want for you to want me like I want you. I want you to love me." He said taking me by surprise.

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