Chapter 23 - Who's The Boss Here?

Vivian’s POV:

I’m struggling inside to come back to my senses. Fuck dreamland! This kid is out of limits and I won’t allow him to do this to me and accept his madness!

“Sis! She came back! David! She’s back! What’s wrong with her?”

STEVIE! GET HIM OFF ME! Thank God you came….

Davy is not going down from bed but he’s behaving now.

GET HIM OUT! NOW!

“She’s fine. She had a dropped blood pressure, and I called the doctors to give her some shots to recover. You’re earlier…. Hope you haven’t skipped school, Stevie.”

But you don’t tell him the other stuff, right?! What you did to his sister! You monster! Just a dropped blood pressure, huh?! FUCK YOU!

“What? Why? Was she hurt? Jesus, Viv….” Stevie is feeling my face and Davy little fucker finally gets down from the bed.

I HATE YOU! GO AWAY MONSTER!

“No, I haven’t skipped school. We had some extra activities today and it wasn’t mandatory, and I wanted to come home…. When I came in, Sebastian told me sis is back home and I came to your room to see her. He said she’s here. I’ve missed you so much, sis….” He’s kissing my forehead.

Missed you too, baby bro…. You don’t know how much…. But, please, take this motherfucker out of here…. Oh, wait, I’m coming back….

I open my eyes and when I do that, a pain hits my forehead making me put my hand on it and have a cringe.

“Oh! FUCK!” I try sitting but I go on my back again.

Fucking shit!

“Sis! What’s the matter?! David!” He’s freaked out….

It’s okay…. It’s fucking normal…. Sometimes it’s like this….

“Shh…. I’m okay…. Stop panicking, kid, and get the little fucker out of here. DON’T YOU…. Fuck…. Don’t touch me, Davy…. I’m fine…. Just go out and don’t let me see your fucking face…. I’m pissed…. Extremely pissed on you….” I shake my head and my eyes go watery because of what I have in my head right now.

I get up against all this and they’re both looking at me, worried, and Stevie is with his mouth open, having his hand on my waist for support.

“I’m fine, Stevie. I haven’t eaten since yesterday and I just need food.” I take a deep breath to get oxygen to my brain. And I close and open my eyes for a few times to get my vision clearer.

“You’re not fine, Viv! You’re not! Don’t try to fool me! THREE WEEKS! AND THIS IS HOW YOU COME BACK?!”

He’s yelling at me while my head is bombing…. Okay….

“STEVIE! Fuck…. Shut your mouth and take your bro-in-pains and get out. Both of you. Either of you don’t get to judge or order my fucking ass. You are 18, he’s 26, I’m 29. Who’s older? Me. Who’s with more adulthood? Me. Who’s the boss here? Me. OUT! BOTH OF YOU! I’M THE FUCKING BOSS HERE AND BOTH OF YOU SUBMIT TO ME IF YOU STILL WANT TO LIVE WITH ME! If not, you can both stay together as I get you are now perfect buddies and I take my ass elsewhere.” I go for the bathroom as I’m in the little fucker’s room.

I don’t know Davy’s stance as I couldn’t look at him and my vision is still fucked up. I have only looked at Stevie who’s boiling to scream his lungs out at me but he’s controlling.

I’m so fucking sick and tired….

I close the door, lock it, and start undressing to take a shower.

“David? She was hurt, right? When she’s hurt she goes crazy and has headaches. I know her….”

So you do get along…. You even spill info about me…. Fine!

I’m getting my leggings out, having my brother’s betrayal building inside of me….

“She’s fine…. She wasn’t hurt. Don’t worry….”

I’m fine…. I’m perfect…. I was almost fucked by you and I’m so fine…. Yeah…. Tell him! You don’t tell him because you’re bonding too well…. He’s now on your side…. I can see that…. And that is all with bloodline…. They betray you…. Fine…. No worries…. I’m alone as always…. It’s okay…. I’m perfect…. Don’t worry, Viv…. Just take a fucking shower, dress up, and take your ass out of here!

I shower and take a robe on me. I get out like a devilish storm from the bathroom and when I’m back in the room, I ignore both their asses.

“Viv? Are you okay now?”

Perfect as always…. Same crazy Vivian…. The dominant bitch is on…. As always….

“I’m perfect, little bro. Where are my clothes, Davy kid?” He’s having his hands in his pockets, a narrowed stare at me and a smirk.

Yes, he’s dressed in a black suit and cream shirt, no tie. He’s neat and money screaming from him. I wait for his answer with MY arms crossed and a nutcase stare at him.

Piss me off…. You’re skilled on that….

“In the dressing room, behind you, honey….” He points at it to me with his right hand and winks with same smirk.

I’ll fuck you. Yep. You’re marked. We’ll resume soon…. Not the way you want….

I go there without further speaking and slam the door behind me. They don’t say anything as I can’t hear anything. I search for some clothes and I find my purse, too. I put on a black attire, casual one, as usual, and take a black leather jacket which is within my waist. I also find the leather jacket I had last night and take out my phone from it.

I text Desiree to send a car to fetch me and meet her. She’s back in LA since two days ago. She was in Europe with a mission.

‘Send car to Davy kid’s house to pick me up fast. He went crazy on me. I collapsed from my injuries. I’m fucked up. Need to see you. I’m already dressed. xoxo’

I shove my phone in my jacket and take the purse. I storm out and ignore them again.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Davy kid is rocking my nerves.

To stay as far away from you as possible….

“Come again? Did you say something? I have a hearing problem….” I go on ignore mode again on him and turn my stare at Stevie.

“Baby bro. I see you two get along very well. I don’t mind. I don’t mind at all. That’s why, I’ll let you two have a happy life together. I’m out. I can’t live here and play the marriage game. It’s too much for me. I need space. I want to go to sleep when I want to, to do whatever the fuck I want to. I’m not used and will never get used to having someone on my back. Not like this. This little fucker tried to rape me. I’m not doing this shit. I’m not a puppet. I’m a very independent person and at an age when I don’t respond well to this. And I’m a crazy one on top of that. I might end up in killing someone. Therefore, I’ll go my way. You can come with me or stay here. If you decide you want to go with me, I’ll tell you later when I’ll be home. I have work to do and I’m already fucked up. Hmm…. Yeah…. That’s about it. I need to go now as I’m on the edge. See you later….”

Stevie is pissed and puzzled at my words and attitude. When I said raped, he has sent a look to Davy but said nothing. I give him my back as I’m barely standing, and I can’t manage this situation more. I need air and I need that out of here.

Davy stops me with a raised hand, and I slap it.

You fucker!

“Touch me one more time and we’ll see who’s the boss. Ordered to be moved to your agency? On treatment there, too? Who the fuck do you think you are, little fucker?! Who the fuck gave you the right to do whatever you want with my life? Huh?”

I push him away. He’s relaxed and has a devilish smile. His stare is sexual at me and making me snap.

“You!” I point at him. “Are nothing to me. Yes. I didn’t have one thought about you. Yes. You don’t matter to me. At all. You’re just someone out there. And the lovesick stuff? I know I’m crazy, kid. But you need to do some checkups. I think you’re crazier than I am. At least, I’m on treatment. I get help for that. You do the same.”

He’s having same attitude on me. I’m having a cold attitude and being sincere in all I say. My image is wiggling, but I’m faking away to be fine.

“Sis? Why are you acting like this? David is not lying. I was here with him all this time. We both missed you so much and were worried sick about you. I know he’s not lying. But of course you wouldn’t understand….”

WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?! HE CONTAMINATED YOU?!

The betrayal is at high peaks…. My own brother is siding with the enemy….

I close my eyes and try breathing to not go killer mode on both of them.

I now open them and turn my cold stare at him, as it pains me he’s not reacting to the rape part, and on top of that he’s now his brother and not mine.

“Steven. Were you or were you not in the lawyer’s office when this fucker went lunatic over the forced marriage and me?” I’m keeping my cool, yet I don’t know when I’ll get loose…. I never know….

I’m so depressed…. All this makes me fuck my life….

“Yes, but….”

Yes…. Good….

“No but, Stevie. I’m an adult and know real life. You’re still learning. People like that can’t change and love you overnight. It’s not possible. This kid has revenge heats and plays a sick game on me. I don’t know what went on between you guys, but regarding me, there’s no way I would ever accept that or him. You know me very well. I’m not the least impressed over him in any fucking way. He’s ugly before my eyes, and I can’t stand him. I’m not able to understand? To understand what? I understand he’s a man, he has a woman in his fucking house, whom he conveniently can fuck, too. That’s not love. That’s called sexual arousal. And for him it’s a type of revenge, too. You’re young, Stevie. Even sexually you can take revenge over someone. And if you take pleasure in that, it’s even better. You nail two things in one. You get sexually satisfied and revenged. Got that? Don’t worry. In about 5 months, I’ll have 30 million dollars and I’ll pay back the money. That contract will be burned. I’ll get rid of this kid. No one gets to me. No fucking one. I’m not a woman, I’m a fucking monster. You know your sister. I’ll solve this shit, too. Just you wait.” I give him my back, all tensed, and push Davy kid away from my sight without sending any look at him and go. “The fuck someone can trash me or get me….”

I’m out the door and slam it behind me. Stevie has been at a loss of words as he knows me. He knows that whatever he would say would never make me change my mind.

The little fucker? Stayed silent and I don’t know what face he had as I didn’t give a fuck to see. He’s out of my system and he has never entered in it to have something remained in.

This ends here. I’ve played enough. My life is my life. I won’t stay with the little fucker to do that shit to me. I’m fucking Vivian Doreen, not some whore. He has no right over me. I get to decide everything. I’m not some weakling to accept things. I can do anything I want. I haven’t worked and tortured myself in life to be at some fucker’s dick just because he wants revenge, or he thinks he’s in love. He’s so fucked up…. I don’t give a shit on your so-called love…. I don’t know what the fuck you have in that sick mind of yours, but it sure doesn’t stand in front of me, no matter what. You’re flushed away from my life…. Just like that…. This is how and who I am.