Chapter 5

Chapter 5

ADOPTED HEIR **Ruined** 

       Isabella's P O V

"What..what do you really want from me? Why am I here?" I asked.

He scoffed.

"Why you are here? You are here because I want you to be here." He replied and gulped down large quantity from his drink again.

Okay, his reply is really really funny. Is he really drunk or what?

He stays silent after that with his head buried into his palms. 

"Nathan... Nathaniel," I called standing up, I tried tapping him but he suddenly lifted his head from his palms.

I flinched and sat down back.

He is drunk. Like damn drunk right now. I should probably also get going.

"You should stop drinking that Nathan. It's not..."

"It's not what? You shouldn't have rejected me, Isabella. How could you do that to me?" He suddenly screamed, creating fear inside me.

I slowly stood up from the sofa, I tried walking out but he stops me.

"Where do you think you are going to birthday girl? I'm not really done talking to you. I haven't...I haven't even given you your birthday gift yet," he puts his hand into his trouser pocket and brings out a silver necklace.

"Take it," he offers.

I stare at the silver necklace, not sure if I should really receive it from him. It looks really beautiful and expensive, where could he have gotten the money to buy it.

I know his family is rich and all but still, a boy his age can't have that much money.

"Come on, my hand hurts." He pushes it to me.

I reluctantly received it from him. Not really sure.

I made to leave again but he stops me.

"I need to put it on you, I need to see how it looks on you." He said then coughed.

I halts and hand him the necklace, he comes behind me, lifted my hair and fixed it around my neck, then he spins me to face him.

"How...how does it look on me?" I ask, staring into his greyish eyes.

"It suits your dress and you. It looks good on you and I really want to kiss you right now." His eyes slowly flicks to my lips and back.

I don't think I should be doing this. I really need to leave.

I made to turn, but his hands went to my waist, he pulled me closer to himself with a strength I never knew he had.

"I really need to leave, Nate. My grandma...." He shuts me up with a kiss I'll call possessive. I allowed him kiss me for 6 seconds before I moved away from him.

"I really need to go, Nathaniel. I'm sorry I can't stay here with you." I say and turn to open the door but he moves me away from the door and locked it.

"What are you doing?" I asked, my eyes running all over him.

"Can't you tell? Today is your day, Isabella. Just allow me to make it special for you," he breaths moving closer to me.

"No! I need to go home now please. We..we can do this later, Nathaniel...we..."

"When? When Isabella. Do you know how humiliated I felt when you rejected me? Do you know how much you broke my poor heart?

I'm not trying to scare you but just give me a chance. Why can't you do that? Am I too ugly, am I not good enough for you?" He questions moving closer to me.

"It's not that, Nathaniel, you really need to calm down right now, you are drunk..you are not in your right frame of mind right now," I say still moving away from him but he keeps coming closer to me.

"Isabella I really like you...no, I really love you. Why can't you see that? You are the first, the very first girl that has caught my eyes. But I asked you out and you rejected me. And now you are rejecting me a second time?" He questions, the words that came out of his mouth sounds pained.

I can't imagine how he felt but right now I'm scared, I'm more scared of what he is going to do next.

He gets to me and grabs my both hand.

"Be my girlfriend," he says.

I stare at him without saying a word.

"Are you rejecting me a third time?" He asked bitterly.

"You..you are really drunk, let's talk tomorrow please," I plead and forcefully pull my hands away. I pushed him off my way and got to the door, I unlocked it and made to open it a second time but he was already behind me and his hand rested firmly against the door. I guess he doesn't want me to leave.

Fear washes over me as he stares at me angrily.

"I guess that's another no," he huffed and locked the door again.

He lifted me forcefully from the floor and pulled me to the sofa.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" I shrieked trying to fight him off.

"What my friends could have suggested I'd done to pay you back for rejecting me." He replied and the next time I know he was trying so hard to undress me.

 * * *

The next day.

 I forced my eyes opened and saw grams sitting next to me.

What the hell happened? I slowly sat up and called my sleeping grams attention.

She opened her eyes and looked at me sadly.

"Grams, what happened? Why does my head hurt a lot?" I ask palming my forehead.

"Oh heavens! You are awake. Thank good heavens," she stands up and walk to sit beside me. That was when I noticed that we were not actually in my room but in a strange room.

From the painting and everything, it looks like a hospital.

Oh my goodness! I remember everything now.

I quickly look down at myself.

"Grandma??" I called at alert.

Nathaniel.. he...he had forced himself on me last night.

Oh my goodness! He had forced himself on me. 

"Grandma??" I called again. She continued staring at me with sad eyes.

"How did it happen? What really happened?" Grams asked sounding so heart broken.

I burst out in tears and grabbed her hands.

"You came back last night, you passed out immediately you entered the sitting room. I had to rush you to the hospital, Bella. What happened?" She asked.

"It's Nathaniel...it's Nathaniel Mikealson, grams. He..he got drunk and and took advantage of me, grams." I explained with tears rolling down my eyes.

"What? Nathaniel Mikealson? Oh good heavens. Oh goodness!" Grams drew closer to me.

She pulled me into her arms and pat my back while I cry my eyes out.

"The doctor said you'll be okay. You'll be okay, it'll be as if it never happened," Grams consoled me while I cried more.

"Isabella. Isabella. Where are you?" I heard Karen screaming. 

The door bursts open and she rushed in.

"What happened? I came back to the bar to take you but couldn't find you, I traced you back home but didn't find you or your grams either. What happened?" She asked coming to sit beside me on the bed.

"You took her to a bar?" Grams was the one who asked.

"Ye...yes," Karen replied her fearfully.

"For what? I suppose you took her to Nathaniel Mikealson, who just raped her last night. How could you take your best friend to a bar at this age, Karen?" Grams questions angrily.

Karen's mouth flew open, she stare at me, the look on her face shows that she feels really guilty.

"Goodness! I swear on my grandma's bones that I didn't know he was going to do that. I never knew he could do such a thing Grams, I swear, I just..I just did what I thought was best for the two of them." Karen answered with tears running down her own cheeks.

"I'm so sorry." She apologized.

"You can just leave if you are sorry. Just leave her alone," Karen says.

Karen looks at me. She dried her tears and ran out from the room.

"Grams you shouldn't have. She did nothing wrong. It's not her fault," I mumbled to her.

"Who's fault is it then? I'm sure she kept forcing you there against your will and then this happened. I'm taking your medical reports and I'm filling a case against the Mikealson family. Their son has to pay for what he did to you." Grams says in anger.

She stood up on her feet and made to walk out but I grab her hand.

"No! Don't do it. We...we don't stand a chance against them and we are only going to waste money filling a case for nothing. We are not going to win and it's only going to hinder me from doing the things I want to, I don't want people to know what happened to me, Grams. I will really lose it if that happens," I pleaded.

"He has to pay, Isabella. He has to pay for what he did to you and I'm going to make sure I win that case. You'll get through this in no time," Grams replied stubbornly.

"Grandma no. Please, I'm feeling really sick, don't leave me please." I pleaded and held unto her shirt tightly.

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