17. Violet

Violet

17

My plan to draw my stalkers out worked.

It was a dumb plan, one I wasn't really comfortable with in the first place, but I was sure they've been following me anytime I left my dorm.

Apart from a few harsh texts now and then, they hadn't approached me since saving me from James. I couldn't handle not knowing if they were getting bored of me or not. So I had to act.

What I didn't expect was complete silence from them, as I lay there naked and vulnerable.

For a second, I thought I'd messed up and it wasn't Max or Maddox.

I didn't really want another guy touching me. Even if it was their job, it didn't feel right. But then I saw the boots in front of me, spread far apart in a lazy stance and I knew it was Maddox.

For a moment I was ecstatic that they actually followed me all the way there, but then it dawned on me that I made myself completely at their mercy and that terrified me.

No matter how much I want everything they give me, it still scares me not knowing exactly how far they'll take things.

Walking back to my room, covered in come, wasn't the easiest thing to do. If there were any towels in that room I can only assume my stepbrothers took them in some insane power play to show me who I belong to.

The truth is, I didn't want to clean their come off.

I had to wipe some of it off with the scraps of bandages they used to tie me up, otherwise if someone saw me looking like that I'd never live it down. Still, I managed to keep some of it on me and pulled my hood up as I ran back to my room.

Feeling them still on my skin and smelling them all over me made me feel oddly content. Like I finally belonged.

I've been drifting through life since I left home, barely living and just existing. Now that Max and Maddox are back in my life, I feel like my world has meaning again. I finally want to get up and face each new day.

That night, I fucked myself to sleep with my own fingers and the smell of their come all over me. Eventually I woke up uncomfortable and had to take a shower, but the feeling of their hands on my body never left.

Now, I'm waiting for the sun to finish setting so I can play my own game with them.

I'm finally finished for the semester and rather than hanging around campus like I originally planned I've decided to take a chance on Max and Maddox wanting me enough to take me with them to the cabin. Hopefully, we can finally just sit face to face and talk.

My backpack's ready to go, packed with the few things I'll need when I leave with them and the photos they left me. There's no way I'm leaving them behind for someone to find and end up with them being plastered all around campus.

I should have told my stepbrothers a long time ago that I wanted to be with them, but I was too scared. Too scared of the rejection and what our parents would think.

The thought of people looking at us with disgust gave me so much anxiety, but I know that feeling is nothing now, not compared to the emptiness I've had to endure without them.

I'm not going to be alone anymore, though.

Tonight, I finally get to be with Max and Maddox.

If they'll have me that is.

Everything they've done to me since they started stalking me has been an odd mix of hate and possession. Both of which make me want them more, make me want to be wanted more.

The way they act in their anonymity is different from the old Max and Maddox I knew.

They've grown a lot in two years, in every single way. They're both huge now, clearly spending hours in the gym and their personalities match it. Their mere presence fills up the entire space they're in. I just hope there's room for me there as well.

Once it's finally dark, I pull on Maddox's hoodie. It's the one he gave me the night of the accident. The only thing I have left of him. The smell of him is long gone, but its warmth and size still brings me comfort.

Hopefully he'll recognise it tonight and see it as a sign I want to be his. That I want to be theirs.

With my bag securely on my back, I take a quick peek out the window to see if my stalkers are waiting out there.

There's no glow of neon, but someone's leaning against the wall of the building opposite. I slink back behind the drapes before taking a closer look. It's dark out so I can't be completely sure if it's him, but I swear James is out there, watching me.

What is his deal?

He's the last person I want to see tonight, especially after what happened last time he was near me. For some reason, he seems to think he's entitled to me.

Even though what Max and Maddox have done to me is far worse than James' behavior, I'm not as scared of them as I am of him.

When I get downstairs, I head out the back exit so I can avoid him entirely. Once I know I'm alone, I send a text to my stepbrothers.

I'm ready to be yours

I wait for a reply, but it's not even been seen yet.

No more games. Let me see you and we can figure out how to make this work

Again, it stays unread.

I guess I'll have to find them the old fashioned way.

Although it's summer, there's a chill in the air tonight or maybe it's just the unease creeping up my spine that's making me shiver.

I don't know what I was expecting when I stepped out of my dorm, it's not like they're just going to be standing out here waiting for me with open arms, but the empty space makes my heart sink.

Anytime I go anywhere, I feel them watching me, so tonight shouldn't be any different.

I start walking towards the front of campus and head onto the quad. It's quiet, empty. There's no feeling of eyes on me like there usually is.

Have they had enough and left me?

I push away the panic and find myself getting angry instead.

They can't just waltz into my life and demand everything be on their terms then leave without a word. We used to be equals, at least I thought that we were.

"Max!" I shout out. "Maddox! I know you're here somewhere!"

I spin around in the middle of the quad hoping to catch sight of them, I'd be happy with just a glimpse of their shadows at this point. But there's still nothing.

"You don't get to do this!" I cry out, louder this time.

I'm not sure where I plan on finding them, but I walk with purpose around campus, lingering too long in dark corners and under secluded archways, hoping the promise of them getting to have me in private will lure them out.

Still nothing.

Fine.

If they happen to still be here and still want me, then I'll make them work for it.

I run to the front of campus, right out in the open where anyone could see or hear me. If they don't show themselves there then I'll run.

I'll run away from this place, to where exactly, I'm not sure yet. But if they want to keep playing with me then they can come and find me themselves. I get my phone out to tell them just that.

If you really want me to be yours as much as I want you to be mine then you'll come find me