Chapter 60: Sensual obsession

They stop at the ice cream shop. They talk and smile as they walk in. The smile she gives him makes me want to tear them both apart. She can't smile like that at anyone. And yes, I'm aware that it sounds psychotic - do I care, fuck no.

We wait a few minutes before we go in after them. If I go in right away, I don't know what I'd do. I give myself some time to calm down. I see the fucking red as I walk into the store and watch him lean over her and touch her lips as she has another smile on her face for him.

The anger inside me is uncontrollable. All I want right now is to hurt her and tear her apart, so I say the first stupid thing that comes into my head.

"Do you really think you should be eating ice cream right now? Aren't you fat enough already?" I say with so much venom in my voice that I know he hears me. She instantly stiffens instantly.

"What the fuck, dude? That was out of line," the asshole blurts out to me .

"I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to the witch." I growl at him, I'm in no mood for his bullshit. I'm already fucking pissed at her.

"I'm so sorry," I hear her tell her and it pisses me off even more.

"You have nothing to be sorry about. This asshole should be the one apologizing," the idiot blurts out , looking straight at me.

"I don't have to apologize for shit. She knows her place. Besides, I'm just giving her friendly advice." I let out a chuckle.

She says something to him that I can't quite hear, but stumbles out of her seat. Being the asshole that I am, I stick my foot out and she falls flat on her face and screams.

"See, you shouldn't eat ice cream if you can't hold your weight," I tell her, and everyone laughs at her expense.

One moment, everyone is laughing and the next, things erupt into chaos as Noah throws a punch at me. I was distracted, looking at her, so she manages to hit me in the jaw. In response, I punch him and knock him down. We fall to the ground.

I hear her yelling for us to stop, but I'm too far away to hear a word. I want to fuck this asshole up. But a minute later, I feel hands on me, pulling us apart.

I take a shaky breath when I look up and see that it's Nick and Charlie separating us. The attendant comes running over and tells us both to leave. I push Nick off me and watch as he runs over to the tool and starts wiping his face.

I run out of the store. If I stayed inside, I'd probably do something I'd regret later. I mean, I can't kill anyone with so many witnesses, but she'll pay for it later. The guys follow me out the door as we head to our cars.

"You okay, bro?" Adam asks.

"I think you should go cool off at home," Charlie says in a serious tone. He must have really been out of his mind. He's rarely serious when he's around us.

"I'm fine. But today fucking sucks." I sigh.

"Sorry," they all say. Today was supposed to be my mother's birthday. That's why I've been so grumpy and angry today.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow," I tell them before I start to walk away.

"Are you sure you don't want us to come hang out with you?". asks Nick , and I shake my head.

I get in the car and drive off. I drive to the cemetery. Once parked, I grab the bottle of whiskey I have in the back seat and head to my mother's grave. I sit down on the grass and open the bottle. I take a swig and sit back as the burn of the alcohol runs down my throat. I take a few more swigs and, when I've got a good high, I decide to speak.

"Hey, Mom, guess what? Dad's getting married. I hate his daughter so much, but I can't help but feel other things either, even though I know it's wrong," I tell her. There is nothing but silence. I'm alone, as usual. My bastard of a father doesn't bother to come visit his grave.

"I hate you for what you did, you know, you fucked me up, Mom! I'm walking around with a chip on my shoulder and nothing but hate in my heart. It's fucking bullshit that my family is the one that did that shit to me." I scream and the tears I've been holding back for so long come out. I keep drinking as more and more emotions pour out of me.

"I want to hurt him so bad, mom, but I don't want to hurt him either..... Which one would make you hate me more?". I ask in the dark. As usual, the answer I desire never comes.....

I remain seated for a while longer. When I'm too tired from sitting there, I get up to leave. "Goodbye, mom. I'll come back another day. Happy birthday," I whisper before I leave.

I get in the car and drive away from the cemetery. Before I realize where I'm going, I'm driving to her house because the need to see her is overwhelming. I know her mother is with my father at the moment, so I enter her house as I usually do and head to her room to go inside.

Her room is dark. When I turn on the night light, I see that she is sound asleep in bed. Instantly, the anger from before returns in full force, but I try to contain it. I don't feel like fighting now, especially since I just visited my mother's grave. If I continue with my anger from before and with my current mood, I might lose control and kill her.

I crawl into her bed and examine her. She is sound asleep, which tells me she probably took something to sleep. I know enough about sleeping pills after watching my mother take them religiously to know what they look like when you take them.

I don't care if it makes me sick to want her like this, but the thought of her asleep like this makes my dick hard as a rock. I get out of bed and close her bedroom door just in case her mother decides to come home tonight.

I take off my clothes and crawl back into bed with her. I get under the covers with her and lie there for a while. I hear her moan in her sleep several times. I don't know if she knows I'm here or not, but her body moves closer to mine.

Her ass touches my cock and I don't even resist. I pull down her panties and panties and spread her leg over mine. I wet my fingers before I put them on her clit and start rubbing.

I can already feel her getting wet, so I use two fingers and slide them into her hole. She is tight and getting wetter and wetter. When she's wet enough, I pull my fingers out and suck on them.

The taste of the witch has got me addicted and I always want more. I grab my cock and stroke it a couple of times before placing the tip at her entrance. I push it to the hilt.

Her tightness and the warmth enveloping my cock makes me feel so good that a moan escapes me as I start to move my hips from behind. Having her in this almost unconscious state makes me harder than ever.

I don't know if she feels me inside her, but she lets out a few small moans. I keep slowly pumping my cock in and out of her tight pussy. I grab her breasts through her sweatshirt and squeeze them as I speed up my thrusts. All I want now is to cum.

I don't even bother to remove her clothes, as I just want to get my cock wet. A low growl escapes me as I finally start to cum, making her pussy walls explode. I cum so much that I fill her pussy until my cum starts pouring out of her.

Being drunk and cumming so much makes me tired and I close my eyes for a second. I plan to stay here until I can move again and then leave. In the end, I fall asleep with my cock still buried in her cum filled pussy.

LIA

I feel suffocated and groggy, dead thirsty as I start to wake up. The sleeping pills have knocked me out and it's been a long time since I've slept so soundly.

My body feels funny and I don't know if it's because of the pills or not. When I wake up completely, I feel a strange sensation in my groin. It's like something is poking me and it hurts a little, but it also feels good.

Why on earth would I feel anything resembling pleasure at this point? Maybe I'm still asleep and dreaming. At this point, I don't know what's real and what isn't anymore. My mind has been all over the place lately.