Chapter 16 Lust-driven

Chelsea's POV

Tears streamed down my face as I lay still on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. When will this ever end? The question echoed in my mind, a plea for relief from the constant turmoil and pain.

I left for Vivian's house early that morning before anyone could wake up. I didn't want to see Jason's face or that of my stepbrother, Ethan. Both of them were just pure enigmas for my existence. Throughout the weekend, I barely talked to anyone, including my mother, and I locked myself inside my room the entire time.

"What's wrong, Amanda? You look worried," my mom would ask each time she saw me.

"Nothing, mom. I'm fine," was always my response. She knew I was hiding something from her and wanted to get the truth out of me. How could I tell her that I slept with my stepbrother and that her husband used me whenever he pleased?

Brian, on the other hand, had been trying to talk to me since our date. But I had been avoiding his calls and didn't want to see him either. Fear always gri