This is a NonConsent story that might have some erotic violent sex. If this is not something you like than please don't bother reading it. Thank you.
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Chapter 1 A Fresh Start
As Ellie drove towards her old home in Bronsville, her mind kept flipping over the events from the past few months. "I think I must have been cursed from birth. It's like a constant black cloud has followed me all my life; everyone that I care about or come in contact with becomes infected. Maybe leaving the city to get a brand new start might be a good thing. Leaving the past is certainly not a bad thing specially after what I've been threw; my relationship with Paul was destructive for both of us specially, for him. Marinda was right, he had too many problems but that doesn't take away the feeling of guilt I have, part of me will always feel responsible. When he tried to kill us both driving off that bridge it almost destroyed me." Tears started cascading down her cheeks into her lap her mind remembering her best friends words at Paul's funeral. "Paul did this to himself, almost putting you in that casket too, none of this is your fault, he was unstable, way before you came along. Ellie you really must stop taking the blame for everyone else," she said very sternly.
"Marinda was right, thank god I had her to lean on, she is the only small blessing I have in my life she really pulled me out of it. Ya right just in time to have my life sucked down another hole. I got laid off from the magazine, I mean sure I might have wanted to be a freelance writer but still it paid the bills. Now I have to deal with aunt June's passing, leaving the house and everything for me to deal with. Well at least there is a bit of money for the up keep of the house; I don't know much or for how long but maybe enough to get me on my feet again? It might be a good quiet place to start writing; we'll have to see how it goes. I don't know if moving back here will be a good idea or not though? What's that old saying you can't go home!"
She drove past the welcome sign that read Welcome to Bronsville. With her aunt gone she would find herself orphaned, she had no family left now. "The house is going to seem strange without her. Well, if it doesn't turn out I can always sell the house and move back to the city." Then she laughed, "Marinda sure would like that wouldn't she. She'd force me to move into her pent house with her. Good times every night she'd say, what a girl." She laughed and shook her head. She looked around the as she drove into the centre of town. "Doesn't look like it changed much, but then it will always look the same to me." She shook her head again and smiled as she drove right threw town, out to the other side, and then down Branstan Road.
She drove down the dirt road thinking to herself, "Well maybe this will finally give me a chance to straighten out my life, take control again. Ya, like I ever had control in the first place," she thought cynically. She smiled then shook her head as she spotted the green tiled roof coming into view. "Well here I go." She said as she pulled into a long driveway. It was a huge two-story house with white-siding and blue trim. There were blue window boxes in front holding tulips that were almost in bloom. It had a white porch, which circled the whole front of the house and a wooden porch swing, which she remembered spending a lot of her childhood reading books on. Except for 6 and half years of her life this had been where she called home growing up. She would come to live with her aunt June and uncle Jack, after her parents died in a car crash and because they where her only living relatives so they gladly took her in. Ellie didn't mind coming to live at the old Stanton homestead and had soon looked to her aunt like a mother, always receiving lots of love.
She stepped out onto the driveway letting her eyes take in the sights and sounds of her childhood. She took a deep breath as the smell of her aunt's garden enveloped around her head. When her uncle died a year after she came to live with them her aunt poured all the love she could into Ellie and her garden. She had the greenest thumb of anyone she had ever known and won the blue ribbon for her garden every year. Ellie opened her trunk to retrieve her luggage then walked up the path to the steps that lead to the front door. It was six p.m., which meant the door would be locked. Mitch her aunt's housekeeper would be gone for the day. She pulled the key from her pocket and opened the door. As she took a step towards the door she suddenly got the feeling she was being watched causing the hair on the back of her neck to stand up. She looked around but saw no one so she shook it off then proceeded to enter the house.
She stepped into a lightly lit hallway with a faded red carpet down its length. "It has my aunts smell," she said sadly with a smile. She put her suitcases down in front of the stairs then looked to her right at the front sitting room. A flash of memory passed across her mind, she was seven years old and it had been her first birthday after she lost her parents. She had gotten a china tea set and was playing tea party with her aunt, something her aunt did with her quite often. She could remember her aunt's big happy smile, as she would pass Ellie some real cookies to have with the pretend tea. "I wish I had come back to visit more often but I got so wrapped up with my editor, work and... Paul. What a waste, I missed so much time with her and now it's too late. Now I sit here at twenty-one and still I have no direction," she shook her head. Sadly she turned her eyes straight down the hall towards the kitchen. She walked straight ahead until she invaded the brightly green painted kitchen then, the smell of cinnamon and apples still in the air. She walked over to the counter, picked up a note that was left there.
Dear Miss. Stanton:
Welcome home! I left a casserole in the oven for you and made a couple of pies for the luncheon that I organized for after the funeral. Please don't worry about anything I took care of everything. I will be there tomorrow morning at 6 pm to do my normal chores and make your breakfast. Please sleep well knowing everything is organized for you. Until tomorrow then good-night
Yours truly Mitch
"Wow, I hope I can afford to keeper her." As she took a sniff in the oven she smiled then turned her focused around to the rest of the kitchen. Aside from the long counter there was a wooden butchers block and a pantry to one side. To the right of the hall was a heavy oak table and chairs and behind that was a set of glass doors to a large solarium. She walked straight towards it, pulling the doors wide open, it was lit with dull light cause the sun was going down but she didn't care, it was still her favourite room of the house. "This is going to make a perfect place for my study, my computer will fit right over there." She walked over to the patio doors then looked into the tinted glass at the garden. Her aunt's garden was a precious gift, and it had been one of Ellie's favourite places in the whole world. She spent her childhood growing up in that garden after she lost her parents. She took one more look then walked back to the kitchen; turned the oven off, grabbed the oven mitts, then took out the casserole to place it on the top of the stove. She plugged the kettle in for a tea then found the honey. She made herself a tea then dished out some of the pasta onto a plate. "That smells great," she said as she turned towards the table and sat down." By the time she was finished having something to eat, the sky was getting grey so she placed her dishes in the sink and headed down the hall to grab her suitcases. "I think I'll bring my things upstairs, unpack, maybe take a bath, then lay in bed with a good book." Later as she lay reading a book she had snagged from the bookshelf in the downstairs hall she glanced at the clock on the side table. "11 well maybe I should go to sleep, it had been a long drive after all." She placed the book down on the side table falling quickly into a deep sleep.
She was standing in her aunt's garden when she heard a voice calling her name. "Ellie come to me, you belong to me." She saw a man standing near her aunt's garden bench, a tall, dark man with black eyes, which had a hint of a red flame in the centre of them. Ellie was getting closer to him, part of her wanted to run the other way but her feet just kept bringing her closer. "Time for you to face your destiny, you will be mine Ellie." He smiled showing her all his sharp teeth and reached out for her. "No Stop!" She screamed as she popped up on her bed, wide a wake. She sat on the bed, "holy crap, what a dream," her body shivered, she looked at the clock and it was two in the morning. She shook her head, "haven't had bad dreams like that for a long time," she laid down again soon falling back into a deep sleep.
The smell of muffins and bread assaulted her nostrils as her eyes slowly open. She looked over to her right sure enough the sun was drifting into the room. She placed her feet down on the cool wooden floor, and then walked over to the closet where she hung up her clothes the night before, grabbing her clothes for the day she headed towards the bathroom. She washed her pail skin brushed her teeth and placed her long black hair into a braid that went the length of her back ending below her hips. It was a tiresome job but for some reason that she didn't understand she could never quite have the heart to it cut. She threw the nightgown on the bed, opened her door, slipped out, and down the stairs. She walked towards the kitchen where all the good smells were coming from. "Hello Mitch, it's good to finally meet you." She held out her hand towards the woman standing at the counter.
"Good morning Miss Stanton did you sleep well?" Mitch said as she shook her hand. "Here sit down I made you some breakfast. Would you like tea?" She placed a plate of pancakes and syrup on the table.
"Yes tea would be nice Mitch, thanks," she said as she sat at the table.
