Corrupting Ms. Popular

C H A P T E R 19

I carefully walked into the house and noticed that it was cleaner than usual and as expected, my Mum came running down the stairs. For once she wasn't wearing heels, which increased her speed.

She stopped a few steps away from me and engulfed me in a bone crushing hug. I could feel the pain in my chest returning, but I didn't have the heart to push my Mum away.

My Dad came strolling down the stairs and he had this stern look on his face. I could tell that he wasn't happy at all and I could tell that we were going to have an argument in a few moments.

As soon as Mum pulled away, I noticed that Will was frantically texting on his phone and I did my best to pay attention to my Dad instead of Will.

He came to a stop in front if me and for the first time I noticed that the expression I had known as neutral, was actually one of annoyance. I took a slight step back and I noticed Will put his phone away and was staring intently at the scene before him.

My Mum had taken a few steps back and it looked like she knew something we didn't, which caused my suspicion to increase.

“I heard what happened with Ms. Meyer.”

My Dads voice was clipped and it sounded like he was taking care of some unneeded business transaction.

“And?”

I asked politely and I watched as his jaw clenched and unclenched.

“You carry on like a bloody b***h! We paid thousands for your previous therapist and what did you do? You swore her every time she wanted to help you! I am sick and tired of wasting unnecessary money on you and s**t that you don't need! For f**k sakes Olivia, you need to grow up. We can't keep handling this s**t anymore.”

I bit the inside of my cheek the entire time my Dad spoke and I looked at him once he was done. I could feel the anger pushing up inside of me and I did my best to suppress it.

“Are you done?”

I asked politely and I got not answer and I wiped viciously at the tears that were spilling down my cheeks. I saw a flash of regret in his eyes, before his expression turned cold again.

“I can't do this, anymore. I've tried being perfect even after what happened and I kept what happened to myself, because I am ashamed. I am ashamed that I couldn't protect myself, I'm ashamed that I was the cause of my best friend's death. I am ashamed that I caused my brother pain, and that I was the reason his girlfriend died. Did you take any of that into consideration? No. You never do.”

I wiped at my tears and rushed past them and started making my way to my bed room. I had gotten halfway there when I felt someone pick me up and I turned to shout at Will when I realized it wasn't him.

Liam put his forehead against mine and gently shushed me as he carried me bridal style up to my room.

I buried my head in his neck and continued to sob silently. When we got to my room, Liam put me under the covers and got in next to me.

We did nothing. He did nothing. He didn't even touch me. We just stared into each others eyes and that was all I needed. For someone to be ready to listen.

I broke our eye contact and turned on my back. I was staring at the ceiling for a while before I decided that it was time I spoke to someone about it. I wasn't exactly sure that Liam was the one to tell, and I had no idea why I was so willing to tell him, but for some reason I trusted him.

The sun was still shining brightly outside and I closed my eyes as I started telling him my most haunting memories.

“I was stupid. Naive. In love with the fact that everyone loved me...”

I started my story.

“I was the new girl. We had just moved to some town because my Dad had a contract and needed to supervise the construction and completion of their new company headquarters.

It was my third week at school and everyone loved me. The girls wanted to be me and the guys wanted to bang me. It was back when I thought that being perfect was everything. It was before I got my wake up call...

There was a boy named Mike. Sweet. Nerdy. Smart. The kind of guy who would never be able to get a girl like me. I don't know if it was one too many polite smiles... Or if I gave him the wrong impression by making polite conversation with him when were in the lunch line...

But something set him off...

He became obsessed with me. Like a moth to a flame. At first I found it adorable and then it went to far. My boyfriend at the time-Ed-he started getting threatening e-mails that warned him that things would get ugly if he continued seeing me.

At first we just brushed it off. Eddy even joked about it saying he was proud that I was hot enough to have guys fretting like that over me. He felt special, since he had me while no one else could.

Eddy was sweet. The best boyfriend a girl could ask for and my parents loved him. They were even counting on us getting married.

Until one day there was an accident. A very bad accident...

It was a hit and run. No one could ever prove who it was, but I was sure it was Mike. I had gone as far as getting a restraining order from him, and I believed it worked for a while... But then on the day of Eddies funeral he came back.

I walked towards the exit of the house. Mum and Dad were out on a date and Lexi was sleeping over to spend time with Will and I.

But as I walked towards the backyard I got this uneasy feeling in my stomach. I could hear Lexi muttering and I could hear muffled mumbles.

The more my brain screamed to run away the more I wanted to go outside. It was like something was pulling me towards the backyard.

I pushed open the door and I tried screaming when someone clamped their hands around my mouth.

I could feel my heart rate increase as panic settled into my body. I felt my limbs go numb and it felt like I couldn't support my body.

I saw that Lexi was tied to the rail with some type of wire and Will had a dirty cloth in his mouth with his hands and legs tied behind his back.

I started struggling, because I knew something wasn't right. I needed to get away.

“Now, now, Olivia. This is no way to treat an old friend.”

I froze when I heard his voice and I felt a chill go down my spine. It was him. Of all people it was him...

I struggled against his hold, but his arm held my arms to my body in a death hold.

Will started struggling and I saw a sheen in his eyes and I knew what he was going to do to me...

Why he was back...

I started crying and fighting, but as suspected, he laughed as his grip around my body tightened.

“How about we go to your room?”

He whispered and I started crying harder but I felt a hard smack against my cheek despite the fact that he was behind me.

I felt him tie a cloth around my mouth and I tried screaming, but it was no use.

I started kicking and screaming despite the gag in my mouth. I could feel tears forming in my eyes as I realized what was about to happen to me. He only smirked as his smelly breath came close to my face.

“You didn't really think you'd get away did you? That I wouldn't find you?”

I started crying harder and I felt him pull roughly on my hair and I cried out in pain.

All I could hear were my strangled sobs and I knew that no one could hear them. I knew that I was going to be the one at loss by the end of the night.

He roughly threw me on my bed and I started crying even louder. He shut the door and I backed up against the headboard, which only made him smirk.

He wanted this. He wanted me to be scared. To be scared of him.

I watched as he started unbuttoning his shirt. I started crying and I squeezed my eyes shut and got into a fetal position. I started rocking back and forth to calm myself, but it just wasn't working.

“Olivia.”

He sang and I felt a chill travel down my spine. It was like all the heat had disappeared of my body. I started loosing the feeling in my legs and arms, which only caused me more panic.”

I wiped away the tear that slipped down my temple and I felt Liam link his hand through mine...

Now for the hard part...