Bloodstained Promises

**Trigger Warning. This book may contain the following topics that may be sensitive to readers: dubious consent, masochism, drug use, mental illness, mentions of previous assault or abuse, sexual harassment of a main character, kidnapping, abandonment, control, confinement, and attempted crimes. This book is rated 18+ due to content. Never in my life had I considered what it would be like to meet fate. To have what you thought was love turn into harsh realization of manic moments that never seemed to make sense. The haunted memories of my past were always too much for me to handle. The dark ways that my mind played tricks on me, constantly having me look over my shoulder as if waiting for him to appear, exhausted me to no end. Sometimes, I felt I was waiting for death to meet me with open arms as if I was meeting an old friend. The worst part of it all was I thought the pain of the mental abuse I sustained would never end, and I would be forced to succumb to the dark desires of Trevor&

Walking through the front door of my mother’s home, I had expected her to greet me. But instead, I was welcomed into an empty house. The light yellow walls with tiny white and pink flowers met me like an old friend. The smell of her perfume still lingered throughout the entire home, and I wondered if that’s why my stepfather never came home anymore. It didn’t matter that he had gotten custody of me, because my father was gone, and I had no other family. He had loved my mother just as much as I had, and now she was gone.The only thing I was left with was the notion Trevor would be coming for me.The man who had completely destroyed my life for the last few years, and inevitably would own me now that I was of legal age. After all, this was all I had. All I was good for. My life belonged to him, or so he had told me for years.Tears fell down my face as I walked towards the antique China cabinet, a photo of my mother and me when I was young sat upon the shelf. The sun, shining down

NessaSweat dripped down my back from under my sports bra as I stood wiping my brow. I’d spent all day unpacking boxes in the heat because of the AC issue in the building, and though they sent out a notice saying it had just been fixed—it’d take hours to cool. Lifting my phone from the desk beside me I checked the time.7:57 pm. Fuck, I worked through dinner.I hadn’t realized how long I had been working at trying to get my dorm unpacked, but after the altercation with Nash earlier it was the only thing that kept my mind busy. The only thing that distracted me from the look he gave me before he left me standing alone on the sidewalk. Something about what I said had set him off, and though I shouldn’t have been worried about what he or anyone thought. I couldn’t help it. Especially since I knew that Trevor was lurking somewhere around the area outside the school, and now I was basically confined to the safety of the campus.Even the thought of ordering a pizza made me nervous

I’d never been the kind of girl interested in parties, but when Becca came knocking at my dorm room door with tears in her eyes at half past seven because Noah and her had gotten into a fight, I couldn’t say no to her. Not that I was ever really able to say no to her or Sasha.“Are you sure you’re okay?” I asked her for the millionth time. “I’ve never seen you guys fight like that.”She was quiet for a moment before she shrugged her shoulders nodding. “I mean… no but it’s whatever. He wouldn’t tell me what he was talking about and brushed me off. I mean, we have been together for almost a year and that’s how he acts… I don’t know.”I didn’t know how she felt considering I’d never really been in a proper relationship, but I did know that if I were in her place I’d probably be upset too. Noah was always super sweet, and the way he acted felt completely out of character. But it wasn’t my place to say anything. Instead, I was Becca’s moral support, and looking at what she put me in,

Nash To think I was going to have a quiet evening, huh, that was simply wishful thinking. Here I had been posted outside of Nessa’s dorm prepared to go speak with her, and I get a message from Brady telling me that she was at our stupid fucking poaching party. It was the night of year when all the guys like me were able to take stock of the new girls on campus, and also a night where sophomore men were able to make their notions known about a woman they wanted.Most men were eager, and foolish, making their selections early. Unlike myself, who waited until my senior year. The same year Vanessa stepped on campus and intrigued me in more ways than one. Irritation grew in me as I sped through the streets headed towards the Bedlam Knight house in search of one figure who didn’t need to be present there. There were to many men as it was looking to get laid, and from Brady’s text, she looked like a walking buffet. The moment my bike pulled up in front of the house, I killed the