by Joy Blood
"Do you get them often?" he asks.
"I thought bodyguards were supposed to just guard not pry. Are you gathering Intel for Avil?" I smile at him because really I'm sure that is what he has to do, report to my husband that is.
"Never. I am here for you. Not him. Regardless of what he may say. I'm your bodyguard. I work for you, Ellie." He tells me in an even tone trying to get across he means business. I smile again.
"Alright then." Still not going to be stupid. "I just need some water, maybe some food. Then I will be fine." I lie. I am thirsty but the thought of food repulses me I just want him to leave so I can have a moment for myself.
"There is a Cinnabon right over there I will grab something for you and be right back. Please for both our sakes do not get up. Stay put." He tells me and gets up to go fetch some food. Well, sugary treats.
I enjoy my peace of bing alone and feel much better by the time he gets back handing me a bottled water. "Thank you," I tell him taking it from his hand then opening it up drinking half before putting it down. I can feel the cool spreading throughout my chest it calms me more. "Just what I needed," I say getting up then continuing my way to the salon leaving Rico behind holding a sweet smelling bag. I'm getting my hair done.
Hours later I'm put in front of the mirror to see my new look for the first time. I hardly recognize the woman before me. I got all of my hair taken off. A cute inverted bob with bangs that slant to the side for my shaved piece to blend into. I also put in some color. Red streaks throughout my dark brown hair pop like fire. I absolutely love it. The new me. I smile and actually hug my stylist. "You look beautiful sugar. I loved doing this on you." She tells me in the cutest accent. I have had fun chatting with her all day. She mostly talked about the salon gossip. Apparently, Judy who just started here had a one-night stand with Steve, the guy who's chair is two down from her, and now thinks she is pregnant. It is all a huge scandal which is why the both of them aren't in today. They are at the doctor apparently.
"You did an amazing job, Paula," I tell her. Her big painted red lips smile at me.
"You make sure you come back here for a touch-up girl. I don't want you to be letting that red go. It looks amazing on you!" she tells me as I pay and give a hefty tip.
Walking out of the salon someone catches my eye. A tall man in a hoodie with his face hidden looks right at me from across the walkway. We stare at each other for a brief moment then he turns to walk down a hall leading to some public bathrooms and the fire exit. Without even thinking I take off toward the person I saw at a rapid pace. I can hear Rico calling me as I run to the exit. He must think I have gone mad but I pay him no attention and keep running until I reach the hall only to see the fire escape door slam shut.
"What the hell are you doing Ellie?" Rico asks me his feet slamming to a stop behind me. I'm not out of breath but my heart is beating so fast I feel like it is going to slam right out of my chest. Who was that and why did I feel the need to chase him down?
"I'm sorry I don't know. Just thought I saw something is all." I shake it off. "Let's get home," I say. He agrees and we make our way out of the crowded mall.
Six
After getting back to the mansion of a home I now live in I get all of my purchases put in my closet happy to fill it with something other than blue dresses. Grabbing a pair of plain black leggings and a black tank top, along with some wonderful underwear, I go and take a shower washing all of the product out of my hair. Now it feels better and not like I slept in a vat of honey.
Getting dressed into my new clothes I decide to catch up on some reading. The diary is still burning a hole in the back of my mind. I want to find out what happened to Makayla. I still can't put my finger on it but that name sounds like one I should know.
Cracking the door open I look to see if Rico is still at his post. Surprisingly he isn't and I find myself alone in the hall. That is until I hear Cynthia snap something in her 'nails on chalkboard' voice. "Take him down and feed him then. He will not stop crying and I can't deal with it." She snaps then I hear little William cry. My first instinct is to run to the child and wrap him in my arms. I find myself walking from my room to his small hapless cry. Ready to lay the bitch out for speaking about her child in such a way. I see Patrice come walking out of their room holding the baby who is still whimpering in her arms. The door slams behind her and she bustles to the stairs cooing at the crying baby.
I don't say a word to her just follow silently behind not letting her see me. We get downstairs and she goes to the kitchen. His little cries haven't let up yet, in fact, they seem to be getting louder. I can't do it anymore I go through the door and without even asking I take the tear soaked infant from her arms. She gives him up easily but I pay it no mind. His face is red from all the huffing and puffing he has been doing. The weight of him feels good in my arms and warmth spreads through me. I smile and look into his little chubby face. "Shh. Baby boy." I whisper to him and his crying slowly comes to a halt just leaving small quick breaths until they even out. "There now. Everything is alright now." I coo some more. Smiling when his small face gives me little twitches of a smile.
"Would you like to feed him, Miss Ellie?" Patrice asks. I forgot she was even there and didn't realize she was already done making him the bottle. I only nod at her grabbing the bottle from her outstretched hand then walk out the door going to the library. I go to my now favorite place, the big leather chair, and sit down cradling him in my arms more comfortably. He is still quiet just looking up at me with wide blue eyes full of curiosity. I put the bottle to his lips and he automatically opens up to eat. I have no memory of every really being around babies so I'm completely lost on how I'm supposed to be handling him but for some reason, this feels right so I don't move. We sit in comfortable silence until the bottle is almost done.
"Sorry to bother you Miss Ellie but if you don't burp the little one he will be fussy later," Patrice says breaking the silence.
"Can you show me? I really have no knowledge of babies." I confess.
"You are a natural Miss. Just prop him up a bit with your hand on his chest so he is sitting up. Then pat his back gently." She instructs. I do as she says almost chickening out when I become more aware of how fragile his tiny little body is but she encourages me to continue. I start softly patting his back as instructed until he lets out a large belch making me laugh a little. "Do you feel better baby boy?" I ask getting him back into position to finish the bottle. "Thank you." I look at Patrice. She has a big smile on her face.
"You are much welcome Miss." She starts to talk more but is interrupted by a woman cursing and yelling. Cynthia. I roll my eyes.
"Patrice!" she yells storming into the room jolting William from his formula induced coma. He starts crying almost immediately. "What are you doing to my child? Patrice, I told you to do one thing. Get him back up to bed." She snaps. I carefully hand him over to Patrice. Then turn to the bitchy woman waiting for Patrice and William to leave the room. When they do I take my chance, walking toward Cynthia.
"Have you ever tried not yelling?" I ask making her spine snap straight and turn to look at me.
"What I do with my son doesn't concern you." She snips.
"I don't think Avil would like it very much to find you are yelling around his nephew and treating him as a nuisance." I cross my arms. Yes, I just used Avil against her but really I don't care. There is no reason for the woman to be such a bitch. Especially to that poor baby.
"You just mind your own business." She huffs and starts to the door. I start to go after her but Rico comes through stopping me. He only nods at Cynthia continuing to me.
"Let her go Ellie." He tells me holding out an arm to stop my advance on the awful woman.
"Fine, but I'm telling Avil about her. She can't treat her child like a burden." I say walking back to my chair. "Can I please be alone?" I ask not even caring if he listens. I plop down into the comfy chair and pull out the diary from under me. I hear the door click shut and see that Ric
o did as I asked and left me alone.
March 15, 2010
I'm so mad. Father just told me tonight that I don't get to stay the whole summer at home like I thought. I get two weeks. Two weeks! Seriously. I'm seventeen now. Shouldn't I be able to stay home for the summer if I choose to? No, instead I'm going off to soccer camp in Mexico again. I don't even like soccer that much. I was told to pick a sport so I picked that one. I can only hope that Vincent will be around for them two weeks. I can't wait until I'm eighteen and I won't have to go through another summer at some stupid soccer camp.
June 1st, 2010
I'm finally home. But there is no Vincent only Ace. Anakin is getting married next week, the reason why I get to be home at all. His wife to be is a horrid woman. I really don't know what he sees in her but I suppose he is free to do as he chooses. I tried to ask Ace about her but he just brushed it off told me to mind my own business. Things between me and Ace have gotten strange. On the first day I got home he barely acknowledged my presence then the next he kept showing up in every room I went to standing too close for comfort. I will just ignore it for now.
June 5th, 2010
Today was strange. Ace cornered me in the library after I asked him where Vincent was. He was so close I thought he was going to try and kiss me. I'm still panicked over the encounter. He pressed his body up against mine and ground his prominent erection into my stomach as he told me I wasn't allowed to see Vincent or even talk about him because I was his. I'm getting chills just writing about it. Right now I'm thinking that the soccer camp really isn't such a bad thing.
June 14th, 2010
Today was Anakin's wedding. And thank god I leave tomorrow for soccer camp. Ace has taken every chance he has to get me alone. He hasn't touched me again but how he speaks to me isn't the way a brother should speak to a sister. Just yesterday he was telling me about a woman that made him think of me. A woman he was having sex with. Then he told me that he couldn't wait until I was eighteen then he could stop wasting his time with other pussy. His exact words. I want so bad to tell father about this but he has been busy a lot lately and every time I try to talk to him he has something to get to. I will be happy when I get to leave tomorrow.
June 15th, 2010
I'm finally here and away from him. I don't even want to write his name or speak it ever again. He is horrible. I had all of my things packed and ready to go when he came into my room unwelcome and unannounced. He pinned me to the wall and forced his hand into my pants. I can't even describe how I felt about the whole situation. I was scared at first but his fingers started to do something to me sliding along my sex until he found my clit. It was my first orgasm ever and it was given to me in such an awful way. Given to me against my will. It felt amazing right along with feeling so wrong and dirty. I'm so happy to be gone now.
July 5th, 2010
Last night was the most amazing night of my life. We had a small party in camp to celebrate the fourth but I found myself leaving. I didn't feel much like being part of a party. I walked out onto the beach to watch the fireworks they were lighting off. I thought it was weird at first that they were celebrating an American tradition in Mexico but we are an American camp. But anyway back to the best part of the night. I was sitting there on the beach and up walks Vincent as if I thought him up and he appeared from my thoughts. He said he was just passing through. I didn't care why he was there I just cared that he was. We sat and talked all night long about everything. I didn't tell him about how my brother had treated me though. He was so sweet. When the sun came up I found myself in my bed and he was gone. Still, the best night ever even if it could have just been a dream. But I know it wasn't because when I looked at my phone I found a new number with a text message telling me to have a good day.
April 17th, 2011
I turned eighteen today and I don't think the day could have gone any better. Vincent showed up and busted me out of school. We have been keeping in touch since that night in Mexico but he never said anything about coming to see me. We went to a beautiful hotel where he made love to me. I'm no longer a virgin! And my first time was with the man I love. He is laying next to me right now all muscled and handsome. I can't take my eyes off of the man. I don't want to go back to school in the morning. I don't want to change a thing.
June 1st, 2011
I graduated and now I'm back home not wanting to be here. Vincent hasn't been around but my brother has. I try to stay in rooms with people in it. I think the maids are starting to get weirded out by me following them around. I will just have to make sure I keep my door locked at night.
I must drift off to sleep because when I wake I'm being lifted by strong arms and carried. "Just bringing you to your room Ellie. Go back to sleep." I hear Rico's voice through the fog of sleep.
Seven
I wake with a start feeling something between my legs. Kissing. I quickly sit up to see Avil's bright blue eyes looking at me while he places kisses across my panty covered mound. "Miss me baby girl?" He mummers against me. "I see you have found yourself some panties." He doesn't sound amused. That is confirmed when he reaches up and rips them from my body the fabric cutting into my flesh leaving a burning sensation in its wake.
"Ouch Avil that hurt," I say trying to back up but he has other plans. He flips me onto my stomach and shoves my ass into the air. I have a sudden flashback of this very thing happening to me. At first, I think it is something that happened to me while I was held captive by the bikers but I can see Avil's face as he does it. Pain slices into my skull as the memory of him punishing me for something smashes into me. Him taking me in a forbidden place on my body. Instantly tears fill my eyes. "Please, Avil what did I do wrong?" I whimper. He doesn't say anything just licks my slit from behind shoving his tongue inside of me as far as it can go. I swear I hear him chuckle at my reaction. Then suddenly his mouth is gone replaced by his cock.
"No more panties baby girl." He tells me and slams inside in one hard thrust. He had gotten me wet enough that it doesn't hurt as bad but still stings. I cry out and it must be what he wants because he groans and continues to go faster until he suspends himself inside me. I don't even make the effort to try and fake an orgasm. I really don't think he cares at the moment. He just pulls out and gives my ass a quick hard smack letting me fall to the bed. "I see you must have gone shopping and got your hair done like I suggested. Good girl." He steps from the bed tucking his now softening dick into his pants. I slowly sit up on the bed feeling his release slide out of me and onto the sheets. It's been three days and last night when Avil called he instructed me to be wearing my silk nightgown when I slept. I guess I missed the no panties part. "Your hair looks nice. Though I don't understand the red. I would have you change it. You can go this morning." He instructs.
"I don't get a say in how I wear my hair?" I ask maybe a little too snippy because the look on his face makes me shrink back into the bed.
"I don't like it baby girl. You will change it back or have no hair at all." He tells me as he comes closer. "Alright?" he asks.
"Yes, of course," I say to appease him. I get another memory this one just a realization that agreeing with this man just to make my day better is the way to go. "I'm so sorry you don't like it Avil. I didn't think I guess. I will go today and have it changed." I smile and slide off of the bed to go toward the bathroom but he stops me.
"I do love it when you are so agreeable. Maybe I will let the red go for a little while. If you are accommodating that is." He gives me a sardonic smile. "Get down on your knees baby girl." He instructs catching me off guard but I don't let it show. I do as he says dropping down to the carpet. He comes closer opening his trousers to free himself again. He isn't hard yet but he instructs me to get him there by promptly shoving his length down my throat making me gag. "Good girl." He coos grabbing ahold of my hair to use as leverage while thrusting his hips.
When I'm done my tears and his cum cover my face. I tried to swallow but choked and it ended up running out of my m
outh and down my chin. I feel degraded and dirty. He just pats me on the head and walks out of my room leaving my door wide open. I have a feeling of Deja Vu waft over me and my tears start to fall more freely and not just from the choking this time. Hearing a noise I look up to see Rico at the door. Embarrassed I scramble to my feet and run to the door slamming it in his face to hide myself from his view.
After showering off Avil's cum and my shame I get dressed in another blue dress and leave the panties off. I decide to brave opening my door. I know Rico will be there when I step out but I pay him no mind and just walk past him to the kitchen downstairs.
Walking in I see Avil and Cynthia sitting at the table talking and laughing about something that happened on Avil's trip. I hear a small babble and look to see William in Avil's arms. His chubby little cheeks pink and damp from the drool surrounding his mouth. Inside is his fist. He is trying his damnedest to put the whole thing in his mouth. Such a cutie. Cynthia turns to see me when Avil looks up at me. She scowls then turns back to Avil with a smile. Such a fake bitch. She makes an effort to talk to William but it sounds forced. I want to slam my fist into her face right then and there. I grit my teeth trying to stop myself from yelling at her and calling her out on her fake as shit behavior. "Here Cin why don't you take him up for a nap? He is looking a little tired." Avil tells her.
"Alright, handsome let's go." She says taking William from Avil's arms holding him strangely. An urge to take him from her arms overcomes me but before I can take any more steps toward her Avil stands and comes to me blocking my path.
"Baby girl. Why don't you go in and change that god awful hair? I thought I could let it go but seeing you down here in the light just makes me want to rip it off of your pretty little head." He says it with a grin but can tell he is gritting his teeth in anger. "Besides we have that gala charity event to go to and I don't want you looking trashy." I just give him a smile.