Olivia

There’s absolutely no doubt in the fact that David McCall is a complete and utter psychopath. Although to some, he’s an extremely attractive guy with godly features — but to those who know him, he’s dangerous. David is a brutal man just simply for the way he is. His temper, the rage that sits in his dark, brown orbs. The way he clenches his jaw and balls his fists so tight they go white simply because he doesn’t like something. He’s crazy, and anyone who said different is crazy too.

And Sofia is that one crazy person.

Having been in a relationship with David McCall for about 6 months now, she’s enjoyed every moment of it.

Some may call her stupid, whereas others say nothing and let the girl be in her own ridiculous fantasy. Sofia enjoys the psychotic tendencies that David has. She loves his protection, his ability to kill for her, and his absolute obsession he has with her.

There’s also no doubt in the fact that Sofia herself is crazy.

Her friends tell her all the time. More so when Sofia returns to their shared apartment after a wild argument with David with a black eye and some bruises on her arms from where he’s grabbed her so harshly. But she will simply brush it all off, and be with him the next day more than happy. It was as though she enjoyed it far too much, and liked the idea of his abuse — mental and physical.

“What are you thinking about?”

The sudden voice of David pulled Sofia from her trance.

She’s reading a book, eyes focused on the pages but her eyes aren’t taking in the words. David could see from the moment he walked back into his messy, dark bedroom that she wasn’t entirely thinking straight, zoned out and away from the hectic world around.

“Oh… nothing. Just about this book,” Sofia lied with a fake smile.

Truthfully, Sofia was thinking over the words her friends had recently spoken to her.

They rang out in her head like a whirlwind.

“Yeah?” David asked her softly.

What Sofia has noticed, is his constant (unless furious) soft voice. He speaks in a tone that is so sweet it could make any woman drop to their knees and beg for him. It makes Sofia feel like a princess, a vulnerable princess, but one nevertheless and that’s what she adores so much.

“Yeah,” Sofia nodded, looking up at him through her mascara coated eyelashes.

Her brown hair is swept behind her ears, out of her view.

“Are you sure?” David raised an eyebrow at her, his hands now caressing her cheeks. “Because to me, it looks like you were zoned out, sweetheart. I can read you like an open book, Sof…” he whispered down at her, his thumb brushing against her cheekbone and his nose now hovering just a few inches from her own. “So, come on… tell me what’s on your mind.”

Sofia sighed softly.

Placing her book down by her side, she sat upwards, causing David to move back.

“I don’t know —“ Sofia cut herself off with another short breath. “It’s stupid.”

David sat himself by her feet in which are covered by fluffy socks. He had already taken in her attire : a small white vest top with spaghetti straps that reveal her cleavage in the most magnificent way, and some fluffy pyjama shorts from when she had been asleep only 45 minutes ago.

“Nothing is stupid when it comes from you, Princess,” David murmured, his hand now caressing her small ankle.

Sofia nibbled on her bottom lip.

“It’s just… Meghan — you remember Meghan right?” Sofia asked him. When David nodded, she continued: “well… when I returned to the apartment with that big bruise on my arm from when we fought… she had said something that’s just… been on my mind for a while.”

David’s eyes suddenly narrowed.

“You know I’m sorry for that, sweetheart,” he said with his usual soft tone.

Sofia nodded. “Yeah, I know. But… she had said about like… you being a psycho… that you’re not with me for love, just for some kind of obsession you’ve built. That love shouldn’t involve any forms of abuse…” Sofia went on, staring down at her fingers as she spoke. “Even Grace, my other roommate has said similar. That you’re wrong… that there’s something messed up in your head…” Sofia felt bad repeating these words, but she felt he had every reason to know.

What she didn’t realise, was the rage now filled in his brown eyes.

“Sofia, you know I struggle with my anger,” David told her. “You also know that I am obsessed with you… but I’m also more than in love with you. You’re everything for me. And I can’t live without you… and you can’t live without me. That’s just how it is — that’s just how our world works — and if they can’t seem to understand that, then maybe it’s best you get rid of them.”

Sofia blinked at his words.

Not only did David have an obsession, but so did Sofia… with him.

“Come on… how about you get rid of them? For me?” David asked her, sitting closer and grabbing her hands.

Sofia frowned. “They’re my friends, David. I’ve known them both my whole life,” Sofia looked up into his eyes, brown clashing against an even darker brown. This time, Sofia noticed the rage. “I never said this to anger you, baby…”

Sofia sat up onto her knees, now cupping his cheeks with her warm palms.

“I don’t want to leave you,” she whispered. “I don’t ever want to leave you… and I never will. I’m just thinking about it all… it’s all they ever say about you.”

David clenched his jaw, but he relaxed into his touch.

“I know, Sof,” David stared into her eyes. “But you can’t be letting them disrespect me like that, right? You can’t let them speak down on me like that. I’m your boyfriend — I’m your only love… you should be defending me.”

Sofia straddled his lap now.

“I do!” She defended herself. “I do stick up for you, David. I always do.”

He smirked up at her, “good girl…” he whispered, his hands running up and down her thighs slowly.

Sofia swallowed thickly, feeling the warm, rough hands running up and down her sensitive skin. She shivered in delight, resting her forehead against his own as she takes in the feeling of his touch. Sofia knew deep down that her friends are correct, and that David McCall is an absolute psycho that needs locking up… but would she ever admit that? No. And would it ever scare her? No. Her own obsession with him is far too gone now, and there was no going back. She’d already argued with her parents about him, lost her scholarship at a private school and almost lost all of her friends for him… she wouldn’t leave him. Especially because she loves him.

“Now… tell me what you’re gonna do about those pathetic friends of yours?” David said in her ear as his fingers inched closer to her cunt.

She silently whimpered, resting her forehead now on his shoulder.

“I can’t, David,” Sofia whispered. “I can’t leave them. They’ve all I’ve got.”

David hummed, but he didn’t care. “You’ve got me. That’s all you need.”

“I know…” Sofia licked her lips as his finger ran across her clothed clit. “But I’ve known them since I was an infant. I can’t just push them away. They mean a lot to me, and they’ve helped me so much. If it wasn’t to them I wouldn’t have gotten into that college, and if it wasn’t for them, I therefore wouldn’t have met you.”

David thought about her words.

It is true.

But did he care? Not at all.

“I don’t care, Princess,” he kissed her neck now, using his strength to push her head upwards and back to locate her neck better.

“But I do,” Sofia fired back.

David suddenly stopped, his actions faltering. He narrowed his eyes for a second time, his grip now growing tight on her thighs. Sofia winced for a second, before peeling her pretty brown eyes open and looking down at him. She can see the fury and the rage as he glowers at her.

“Baby,” she whispered, running her fingers through his hair. “Don’t be like that.”

His grip was still tight and his glare was still standing strong.

“Your choosing your friends over me?” David raised both eyebrows at her.

Sofia immediately shook her head. “No! No, I’m not. You know I would never ever do that, David. Come on, babe, you have to believe me. I just can’t lose anyone else. Please. Just think about it… if you truly loved me you would let me still see them.”

David breathed in deeply.

“You know I love you,” he said. “You know that I’m doing this because I love you, and I never want to lose you.”

Sofia ran her fingers softly down his cheek now. “And you’re never going to lose me,” she said as she pressed a delicate kiss to his soft lips. “I would never choose my friends over you. I didn’t choose my family over you, and I even lost my scholarship for you… and I would do it all over again if I had to. No matter what, I will forever be with you. I want you, and only you, and whatever anyone says it won’t change my mind. No matter what you do, I’ll always be aside you… always. Forever.”

David’s eyes spiked in anticipation as she spoke.

“And let’s say… I killed someone?” David tilted his head.

Sofia already knew.

She already knew about the death in which he had previously caused, especially with his group of friends.

“I know already,” she told him. “Your friend got a little too drunk and slipped up.”

David ran his tongue across his teeth. “And you’re not leaving?” He ran his hands up to hold her hips now.

“Never,” Sofia whispered, her lips brushing his again.

“Right answer.”

David pushed her backwards, her back landing down on the mattress. He had upgraded his bed from a shitty single one to a double one — it was Sofia’s old bed that she was going to use in her shared apartment, however it was too big. So, it made the perfect fit in David’s room hidden away in the darkness of a corner.

“I love you,” he murmured down at her.

He hovered her, hands resting by her head.

“I love you…” Sofia said through euphoria.

Her back arched as David placed soft kisses on the corner of her mouth, her cheeks, her chin, her nose, her forehead, and then finally her lips.

They met in a messy kiss.

Tongues lapping, saliva mixing.

David’s hand rested on the base of her neck, the left hand sitting on her thigh, slowly inching its way up just as it had before. Sofia shivered in delight, her eyes shut in bliss as their mouths move in sync together, teeth clashing. Her arms are wrapped around his neck, bringing him closer, and sometimes dropping to his back, pulling the fabric of his dark black top up with her long nails.

She pushed up into him, panting.

“Please…” Sofia mumbled, peeling her eyes open.

David too is in complete euphoria.

His trousers suddenly tight, and his body radiating far more heat than it had before.

“Anything you ask for, beautiful…” David smirked.

Kissing down her neck, leaving his mark with painful sucks, his hand pushed into her warm, wet cunt. She’s still fully clothed, but he can feel her wetness through the soft fabric of her pyjama shorts.

Moaning quietly, Sofia is quick to pull them down.

“Ruin me, David,” she said to him with a flutter of her eyelashes and parted lips.

As David slipped his head between her open legs, he grinned up at her.