Page 6 of Sadistic Obsession (Rise of Phoenyxx #1)

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I am in a foul mood. I thrive on order and routine, and this new girl has seriously fucked up my Zen headspace. I would have been happy to torture then ignore her, but now we have ORDERS to fuck up her world. I grind my teeth in annoyance, knowing that going against orders is not possible.

Father does not fuck around. Being the head of a Mafia family, he demands obedience and acquiescence. I learned very early on not to upset him. The punishments NEVER fit the crimes.

“Gotcha!” I yell in triumph, raising my fist in the air, clutching the flag I won. My best friends love to play this game. We call it “Gotcha”. We all wear different colored flags, and race through the woods behind our houses.

We live in Millburn, New Jersey. We all have neighboring mansions with incredible views. The color splashes of the blueberry and cranberry fields, and the red of the cherry trees, always lift the spirit. In the Fall, it’s even more stunning.

The first to grab a flag and make it to the finish line—which is my front yard this round— wins. It does get aggressive, and someone always gets hurt. But we brush it off because we will be men soon.

“Haha fuckers!” I jeer at my friends as they come skulking out of the trees. They run up to meet me, shoving each other playfully.

“SON—what did I tell you about language?” My father’s voice booms behind me.

My face pales as I slowly turn towards him.

“Sorry, Father...” He cuts me off by grabbing my arm and dragging me inside.

My eyes widen as I realize he is headed towards my mother’s wing of the huge mansion.

My parents don’t sleep together—they barely speak to each other most days.

We burst through the door to her sitting area, and she turns in shock. “What on Earth...?”

“Your son needs a lesson on using foul language,” he informs her. “Sit,” he commands me. I do as he says, trying not to look at my mother. She's likely drugged up or drunk again, so she won’t be of any help, anyway.

He heads into the bathroom, rummaging around. He comes back out and right over to me. I glance at what he’s holding, and I stop breathing. A bottle of bleach, and a pot scrubber—the abrasive kind. “Open your mouth.”

“Father...I won’t do it again, please don’t...” My speech stops as he grabs my bottom lip and yanks hard. He forces my mouth open. He then pours a bit of bleach onto the scrubber. Tears run down my face in fear.

“Please don’t,” my mother garbles out, but he just backhands her back onto the bed.

He thrusts the bleach-covered scrubber into my mouth and then harshly scrubs my tongue over and over.

I feel trickles of warm blood in my mouth, and the taste of the bleach is making me gag.

As soon as he takes it out, I hunch over and vomit, over and over.

I run to the bathroom to rinse my mouth out.

I hope I didn’t swallow any! I hate my father. I wish he were dead!

I catch up with the others, needing to do a recon ASAP. We are all powerless to ignore our fathers’ demands. Especially in here.

“Our place, now. We have to discuss the phone call I just had with Dear Old Dad.”

“Yeah, man, I got a call, too,” Frost adds. The others all nod in agreement.

Leading the way, we head to our suite in Building B. Once we’re all inside, I lock the door. I start pacing back and forth, hating my schedule being fucked with.

“So, the Old Man said we are to torture and bully the new girl until she breaks. In any way we see fit, except we’re not to kill her.”

“Same, bro,” Purge adds. “I wonder what the hell this is about? What’s so special about her, anyway?”

“I don’t know, but we’ve got to do what we’ve got to do. I, for one, don’t feel like getting fucked up for not complying,” Frost adds.

Razor gives a toothy grin, leaning back on his heels. “You know I’m going to have fun with this one! No limits except death? Bro—I'm already crafting some ideas!” he laughs wickedly.

“NO ONE makes a move until we are ALL in agreement, got me?” I command. “I say let’s fuck with her for now, breaking down her sass. And we’ll get Destiny involved. I’m sure she’d love the chance to bully her ass.”

Everyone nods in agreement. “We’d better get over to the caf before the vultures get the best stuff.”

We head out the door and to the cafeteria, loving that we get to let our monsters play with no backlash.

Phoenyxx

As I head for the door, I realize I have no idea where the cafeteria even is. The Barbie Bitch, Destiny, didn’t outright say, though I’m pretty sure it’s Building D. And come to think of it, she also didn’t tell me where PE is held.

I take off out the door, heading towards Building D.

It's similar on the outside, but it’s only one story.

I enter through the doors and choke back a gasp as I see how huge it is!

The entire building is a sprawled-out eating/lounging area.

There are tables through the center, and casual chairs and couches scattered around the edges.

Smack dab in the center is a table clearly marked Table 1.

It’s decked out with pillows and cushions.

It's more of a large sitting area than a table.

Directly in the front, a buffet-style spread is sprawled out the whole length of the building.

I shuffle myself forward, drawn to the delicious smells. I look around for Valley, and she looks up and waves. She's sitting at a table near the back. I blow out a relieved breath as I wait for my turn at the buffet.

My mouth waters as I take in the spread on offer. I quickly grab a plate, heaping on a Belgian waffle, French toast, bacon, sausage, and a mouth-watering huge slice of double-chocolate cake. I grab some silverware and a couple bottles of water. Loaded up, I head towards Valley’s table.

I slide in next to her, plunking down my heaping plate. “Damn, girl! Hungry much?” she laughs.

I grin, shrugging my shoulders. “I’m all about this food!” I laugh.

She shakes her head, saying, “I don’t blame you, the food here is fire! Like, sooo good!” She moans dramatically.

Bumping shoulders with her, I grin and start inhaling everything on my plate.

My poor, starved belly can’t handle much, so I sample all the entrees first. I make sure to save a little room for the cake.

I take a bite, moaning as the chocolate bursts on my tongue.

“Oh My God!” I choke out at the sinful treat.

“I know, right?” Valley giggles.

I hear footsteps close by, so I glance up.

Sure enough, Destiny marches up to us with her band of Bitches.

“Wow, New Girl, you’re going to get fat eating like that!

I mean, you’ve already got a huge ass!” She shrugs, her posse laughing in the background.

I frown up at her, taking in her bruised eyes and crooked nose, and laugh. ..LOUDLY.

“Oh, honey...” I drawl. “I'd rather have a fat ass than an empty brain and no soul!” Valley snorts next to me, nodding in agreement.

Lightning fast, Destiny reaches out and grabs my plate.

She hurls it at my face, the hot remnants of the entrees, and the chocolate frosting smatter my face, hair, and down the front of my uniform.

The plate itself hits me in the forehead.

I grimace in pain at the hit and the burns on my cheeks and chin.

“You fucking CUNT!” I roar, losing all control.

That feeling of euphoria fills me again, red clouding my vision.

I jump up and clock her with a side swing, hitting her dead in the face.

She hits the ground, dazed and winded. I follow her down, straddling her.

I grab a fistful of her hair and slam her head into the ground.

She lets out a shriek, which fuels me even more.

I reach out and use my nails to rake the skin on her face, drawing blood.

Grinning like a maniac, I lift my hand and put my fingers in my mouth. “Mmmm…Mean Girl tastes good!”

I hear Valley gasp and then start laughing her ass off.

I am preparing to stand as a large and heavy body pulls me off of her.

“ENOUGH!” Synn roars. He drags me out of the cafeteria and out the door.

The rest of the Six follows. I get pulled to the courtyard, which is empty right now. He shoves me hard onto a bench.

“What’s it going to take before you realize that here you are nothing?

” Ghost says, getting close to my face. This is the closest I’ve seen him, and my heart pounds as he leans in.

The man smolders with sex appeal and mystery.

“You will know your place, or we will personally see to it that you are put there. Understand?” he whispers, as he slowly licks up my cheek.

“You BOW to us,” Purge says from the side. “We are your kings. Got it?”

I laugh and spit in Ghost’s face. “FUCK YOU ALL!”

I don’t see it coming when they all start raining blows on me.

One of them grabs my throat and yanks my mouth open.

They all take turns hocking spit in my mouth.

My mouth fills quickly with all of their saliva, making a shiver run down my spine.

The taste is…ugh. It’s so nasty. I glare hard at them, tipping up my chin in defiance, as I let it run out of my mouth.

“Swallow. Now!” Synn demands. Knowing I have no choice, I swallow, shuddering at the feel of it sliding down my throat.

They all back off and turn to go back inside. “Remember what we said, Little Doe,” Synn tosses back. “You will not get any more warnings!”

I wait until they’re gone and stand on shaky legs. I know I have to go get cleaned up and change my uniform. I walk quickly towards the dorms. I let myself inside, hustling up to my room. Once the door is shut, I heave a sigh, knowing for now, I am safe.