Best Friend Obsession

He then quickly search her as he found her in the bathroom lying inside the bathtub unconsciously full of blood.

“Sh*t! Denise, wake up!!” He screamed as he carried Denise to their bed.

“F*ck bro! what happened!?” Ronnie exclaimed as he entered the room.

“Oh my God!” Samantha exclaimed when she saw Denise unconscious and covered in blood.

“Call our private doctor right now!” Mike yelled as Samantha frantically dialed Ronnie’s phone to contact a doctor.

After a few moments, the doctor and his assistant nurse arrived. “Doc, please save her,” Mike begs as the doctor examines Denise.

“Don’t worry, bro, she’ll be fine,” Ronnie said, tapping Mike on the shoulder.

~

“How is she, Doc?” Mike asked immediately.

“She’s fine now, I’ll give her some medicine when she wakes up, and I think she needs someone to talk to,” the doctor said before leaving.

“You shouldn’t be harsh on her in bed, Mike,” Ronnie pointed out before going out with the doctor.

“I know. I get it,” Mike said, walking over to Denise and taking a seat beside her. Staring at her while she’s asleep. Mike stroked her hair down to her cheeks and gently kissed her on the forehead. “I thought I was going to lose you, but thank God he didn’t take you away from me,” he said as he held her arm.

~

Denise opened her eyes to find Mike sitting on top of her. He was slamming himself against her back and forth. As she smelled his manly perfume from his body, his face and body were burned to a crisp. He choked her neck while f*cking her so hard she couldn’t breathe.

“Do you like it, sweetie? Do you like what I’m doing to you? huh?” As he spoke, desire oozed from his eyes.

“No! Let me go!” Denise screamed as he clutched her tightly and she gasped for air.

“Sweetie, wake up!” she heard. When she opened her eyes, Mike was sitting next to her. He wrapped his arms around her. “No! Don’t touch me!” she yelled as she pushed him away. Her hands began to tremble as her eyes filled with fear.

“Hey, it’s okay now; I won’t hurt you, sweetie; it’s just a nightmare,” Mike said as he hugged her again. He was rocking her back and forth like a baby. Denise began to cry and eventually fell asleep again.

~

Denise awoke alone, winced in pain. Her body collapsed back down as she struggled to sit up.

“F*ck! why am I still alive!” she exclaimed to herself as she struggled to stand up, limping. “I guess I need to escape again,” she mumbled, looking around and noticing the rooms had tiny windows. Even if she can open the window, she is still unable to fit in as tears flow from her eyes. She bit her lower lip. “I can’t escape anymore, why am I so unlucky?” she mumbled as Samantha entered through the open door.

“Finally, you’re awake; how are you feeling?” Samantha asked as she embraced her.

“Thank you for your concern; I’m fine now,” she said.

“Then why are you crying? by the way, Mike asked me to bring this food here,” Samantha said as he placed the tray on her bed.

“Thank you,” she said as she wiped away her tears.

“You’re welcome; eat your food now; you need it to be strong,” Samantha said as her eyes welled up with tears.

“Can you please help me escape?” she begs, but Samantha shakes her head.

“I’m sorry, Denise; I wish I could help you, but I can’t. Try to have Mike’s trust, and learn to love him too. He’s not that bad after all, think about it.” she said as the tone of her voice is sad. She then stood up and walked away from Denise.

Denise then smirked at Samantha’s remark. “Earned his trust and pretend that I love him now,” she said quietly. “I think that’s a bad idea and too risky to try, but it’s perfect for my escape plan, I committed suicide so there’s no need to be afraid but for now I don’t want to see him,” she added.

~

Denise had just finished showering and getting dressed when Samantha walked in.

“Mike wants to see you,” she stated.

“I’m not going, tell him I don’t want to see him,” Denise said, staring at the floor. Every time she hears his name, her heart races because of fear.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

“Even so, he-”

Denise sighed and sat on her bed, burying her face in her knees. “Please leave me alone for now, please?” she begged as Samantha walked away silently.

Her eyes welled up as she remembered Mike raping her. She couldn’t forget what he had done to her, no matter how hard she cried. She can still feel his kisses and touches. It’s as if they’re desperately hunting for her.

The door swung open as she noticed him standing in front of her. “Mike,” she grumbled.

“Do you think committing suicide makes you brave? Do you think you’ll be able to act so brave because of it? Do you think I’ll let you stay here peacefully?” he asked.

“All I want is-” she flinched.

“When I tell you to come to my office, you come!” he yelled angrily at her.

“I’m sorry, please don’t hurt me,” she said, closing her eyes and wrapping her arms around her chest.

“I won’t be nice next time, so better listen to me,” he said as he walked away, slamming the door hard.

Denise then rushed out of their room and into Mike’s office. “What does he want from me?” she wondered as she continued walking. She walked into the room and stood awkwardly.

“Come here hurry,” he ordered.

Denise approached him with trepidation as he fixed his gaze on her. “What is he up to?” she wondered.

“Here, eat it before you take your medicine,” he said, handing her a paper bag. Denise bit her lower lip as she quickly grabbed the paper bag and walked over to the small chair with the table. She ripped open the paper bag quickly. “Oh, my favorite Jollibee combo meal,” she mumbled as she giggle silently.

She ate her food quietly and slowly while looking around the huge room. There are so many expensive appliances all over the place. “I had no idea he was so extremely rich,” she said quietly.

“This mansion is really big; how many days or months do I have to stay in this hell hole?” she asked quietly, taking a sip of her cola. It was cool and refreshing.