I'M A PREDATOR, AND MY PREY IS ON THE RUN

CHAPTER FIFTY FOUR

KIERAN

I stood there transfixed for a second, not believing my eyes. Maybe Marin had sneaked in a punch that was still rocking my senses or something. That’s the only reason why I’m imagining her here.

I looked back at the sick fuck but the way he was groaning all bloody at my feet says he couldn't have sneaked s punch in not to talk of a good one. That means I was indeed seeing what I thought I was imagining.

That was really her.

God really help us, because I feel like flipping the whole place upside down right now and I don’t have these chaotic thoughts. I’m usually a calm and reasonable guy. My violence is controlled.

But when it comes to this girl and her daring acts, Christ.

She was standing with Crest and that annoying parasite, Tyler, and she seemed to be so engrossed in their conversation. Her eyes lit up with curiosity, anger, fascination and fear. She was so readable. It was amazing how many emotions she could display in seconds. It was one of the things that drew me to her.

My eyes roam her body, the sight pissing me off further. The light silk red dress she was wearing didn’t leave anything to the imagination.

But was anger the only emotion I felt seeing her dressed like that?

If my hardening cock was any sign, or the fleeting thought I had of locking her up to look at her forever like that was any sign then I believe that answer is a big fat NO.

She was displayed like a common whore ready for anyone’s taking. My mind runs hot at the thought of others looking at her and thinking about her the way I was right now. How dare her be so oblivious to the attention she was garnering looking like that in this environment? I spot a few older geezers eyeing her and literally almost salivating. She was so naïve. She couldn’t even notice the other girls who were perched on this guy arms were glaring at her. If any of them really wanted to, She wouldn’t be able to leave here safely. I knew she could hold her own but these people were different. Most of them cared about honor and reputation other than threats to their parents businesses, or material stuff. They weren’t like the usual kids at school she could easily walk on.

The announcer says something but I don’t really hear him. She’s seized my attention fully. This girl has no right to hold this much power over. It’s scary how she’ll use it if she knew.

For fuck’s sake I nearly committed murder for her. I’d only just beaten the crap out of this fucker. Time had managed to dull my desire for his head on a wooden stake.

-Don’t judge my violent fantasies-

And now, I wanted to pluck out all the eyes of those fuckers with their lingering stares.

On that rainy night, I wasn’t that pissed off even when that spineless push over, Marin Andrew had grown some fucking balls and had the guts to point a gun at me and talk crap. When he called her a whore and insulted her though, my vision had turned red and I lost all common sense.

Be reminded again, I’m usually the calm one. I don’t lose common sense.

Then when I had the chance to cleanse this world off the good for nothing piece of shit, this same girl came to wrap her soft arms around me. They were so cold and fragile. I could snap them like a twig in a second. She pressed herself against me, hugging me from behind. Pressing her soft and ample tits against me. If she had asked me to point the gun and shoot myself in the head at that moment, everyone would be dressed in black, attending my funeral right now.

When she called me Kie, a fucking nickname whilst hugging me from behind, that was the last straw. It was either she left or I fucked her then and there whilst Andrew’s laid lifeless on the floor.

After that, She fell sick. So damn fragile.

I kept her at my place and brought in a doctor to treat her whilst I nursed her back to good health. I thought I hated this girl because of her vile traits but she was really confusing me and making me doubt myself. Maybe I was only infatuated with her because she was pussy I’ve not yet fucked. Why else would this snobby princess have me in a chokehold.

I didn’t want to let her go home even after she woke up, so I bribed Kirk to stay. The kid was damn expensive. I couldn’t use meager ice cream to bribe him. I had to play basketball with him twice a day, take him to an amusement park every weekend and say yes to whatever he wanted. Even if it was playing games all day. I was that desperate so I agreed. If he’d gone against his word I had a plan B though. Their house key was well hidden in my safe. They could either be homeless or at my end.

Thankfully they chose the easy path.

I had decided to leave her alone after she woke up and gained consciousness. I knew that she had a vile personality but I still couldn’t stay away from her. She had me in fully. Hook line and sinker. So I stayed away from her. Only when she was aware and conscious though.

Whenever she was asleep, I’d lie beside her up all night, staring like a major creep. I don’t know someone who looked so angelic in her sleep could be so vile in danger. I’d get up when the sky was becoming clearer and the sun was rising, take a cold shower to calm me down, and leave the house. I hate to admit it but I was scared I’d break my own word and fully consume her.

Sassy attitude, rude and disrespectful behavior, Pretty face, body and all the jezebel she was. I’d take it all.

I’m never worried of breaking my promises, especially those I make to myself. But his one girl who I shouldn’t want was questioning and trying my faith and resolve. I’d managed to leave her alone this past few weeks. She was watching me from every corner of the house. Her eyes were always wide in awe and curiosity thinking she was slick spying on me.

Tonight, I couldn’t resist touching her. When I heard her in the kitchen, I went to look for myself because I thought she was spying on me.

No, I actually hoped she was so I could have caught her in the act, hear her little gasp of fear and surprise mixed together, and then have an excuse to punish her but I was out of luck. I only went back out with a hard dick and the image of her looking cute in my shirt. She doesn’t usually go for cute.

She’s always in formal dinner wears and sundresses whenever we visit the Waters, with a full face of make-up. Seeing her like that in my house and in my kitchen was doing something inexplicable to me. I hate to admit it though.

That night of the party, I had come undone. When she ran when I asked her to run and fought me with her all, I was sure I would have taken her like an animal and damn all the consequences. All I cared about was that at that moment, she wanted me to do it. To end our misery. She would probably rather die than admit it though, my pretty little liar. But admittedly or not, I could see the heat in her eyes and that was enough for me.

The rain was falling heavily and the trees swayed dangerously above us, but I was engrossed in her. I wanted her then and then. I wanted to prove how much she wanted me too. How much this crazy and sick Pyscho she claimed me to be could turn her on. To prove to her that she wanted me like this. I don’t know how far I would have gone to prove that fact if Marin hadn’t appeared.

After all this, after restraining myself for so long, and purposely avoiding her, she had the guts to show up here and worst of all, looking like that.

Her eyes come up, staring at Andrew first and then those blue eyes fall on me. We are locked in each other’s eyes and I promise her retribution for this daring act. She manages to break eye contact and run out of the room. The referee lifts my arm in victory but I have something else to do right now other than celebrate my unfulfilling win. I wanted Marin dead, not beaten to a bloody mess

I’m a predator, and my prey is on the run.