Freddy POV
I sat on his porch thinking about the events of the day. Within a matter of hours I had lost my job, was arrested due to a false report and now his family was in shambles. I would never see my little girl again and it was all the fault of those witchy friends of Loretta's.

From what I had been told my daughter had been moved to another state and had been adopted. However, the loss of my daughter didn't faze Me. Perhaps it was time to make the people of this town pay for the sins they'd committed against me. It could be his special work.

Who should I punish first? After a lot of thought I had finally come to a decision. He'd murder the chief of police's deputy's daughter. True, she was a sweet young girl but the deputy needed to pay for his crimes against me. What better way then to murder his only child?"

I studied the Deputy's daughter and her interaction with her father and I frowned. The deputy chief' seemed to be constantly yelling at his daughter for no reason. The day I was going to kidnap her I found her crying by the bus stop. She was trying desperately to use makeup to cover a black eye. However, every time she went to apply the makeup she winced in pain.

"Wow that's one heck of a shiner." I said coming up beside her. "Want to tell me what happened?"

"Who are you?"

"A friend. Here take my handkerchief, wipe those tears away." I replied.

"Thanks."

"No problem. I can't stand to watch a beautiful young lady cry. My name is Freddy. Freddy Kruger."

"My dad told me to stay away from you. He says your dangerous." Crystal said backing away from Me.

I chuckled. "I'm dangerous?" Crystal nodded. "What makes him think that I'm dangerous?"

"You have a criminal record. My father says that anyone who has a criminal record can not be not be trusted."

I frowned. "I see. Well, what your father failed to mention is that every time I have been arrested the charges against me have been cleared. Enough about me how about you tell me a little bit about yourself?"

"I don't think so. I told you I'm not supposed to talk to you." Crystal replied looking nervously over at her house.

"Wait. Before you go can I ask you a question?How did you come by that shiner?"

"I am so clumsy. I slammed into my front door." Crystal replied looking away from Me.

I shook my head. "It didn't seem that way to me. From where I was sitting it looked more like oh how did you put it? Oh yes it looked like you slammed into your father's fist".

Crystal frowned and rose to leave but I grabbed her wrist. "Let go of me!"

"No. Not until you answer my question. Do you slam into things often?" I asked with genuine concern on my face.

"Why do you care? Look, I've to go, I'm going to be late for school and I don't want to get into anymore trouble with my father then I'm already am in." Crystal replied grabbing her backpack.

"Can offer you a ride?" I asked pointing towards a blue convertible.

"I don't think so. I don't know you and I shouldn't have been talking to you. I know better. If my father finds out about this he'll..." Crystal's voice trailed off.

"He will what?" I asked in concern once more though I didn't understand why I cared.

"He won't be happy. He will..." Crystal's voice trailed off once more.

"He will what?" I asked again.

"I really should get going.." Crystal replied quietly.

"Crystal you don't have to hide the truth from me. I know what I saw. Why are you protecting him? Don't you know that what he's doing is wrong?" I asked.

"Yes but what choice do I have ? No one is going to believe me. My father is the town Deputy. No one would ever believe that he's abusive. Also, I don't have anywhere else to go and I can't afford to live on own. I'm sorry I've got to go. I shouldn't have said anything. If he finds out I'll get the belt." Crystal replied dashing off towards the school.

Crystal POV

As usual when I arrived home my father was sitting in his chair drinking a beer watching the news. I tried to sneak into the house quietly so as not to disturb him but unfortunately it didn't work. "Where have you been? You were due home an hours ago."

"I'm sorry. My teacher wanted me to stay after school today."

"What for? What did you do now girl?"

"I didn't do anything I swear."

"Oh really? Then why did I receive a call from your school today saying that you not only have missed homeroom but you have been late for your first period class all week?." My father replied as he sipped his beer.

"I missed the bus." I replied with a wince.

"Yeah? And who's fault is that girl?" My father growled. I swallowed but did not reply.
"I'm waiting."

"Mine." I whispered quietly.

"What was that I didn't quite hear you?" Her father replied.

"Mine sir."

"Yes, and how exactly should I deal with this little slip up humm? I guess you didn't learn your lesson this morning did you?"

"I am trying my best sir." I replied biting my lower lip.

"Come here girl." My father motioned for me to stand before him. Then he pulled me down onto his lap and held my face in his hand forcing me to look at him. "Your best is not good enough!" He replied shoving me to the floor. "Now get this house cleaned up it's a mess!"

"Yes sir." I replied rushing to clean up the empty beer cans and empty the cigarette trays.

"Crystal! Where's my dinner girl?!" My father yelled angrily tossing the empty beer glass across the room shattering as it hit the wall.

"I'm sorry sir, I lost track of the time. Please forgive me." I replied tearfully.

"Quit your whimpering and get me my meal!" Her father growled. Within minutes I had a TV dinner ready and brought it to my father. "What's this garbage? I don't want this!" My father growled tossing the tray across the room. "Can't you do anything right girl?" My father demanded slapping me across the face once more.

"I'm sorry sir." I replied picking up the tray. "I'll make something else right away."

My father didn't reply at first. "Don't bother. Oh, I almost forgot You received a birthday present in the mail." My father replied handing her a small box.

"I did?" I asked looking down at the box in my hand in confusion. We hadn't celebrated my birthday since mom had died.

"Well don't just stare at it, open it!" My father demanded with a frown.

As I opened the box I gasped in shock. It was a solid gold ring with diamonds with a matching necklace and earrings. "Oh daddy thank you!" I replied giving my father a hug.

He quickly shoved me away. "You think I'd waste good money on you? Don't make me laugh. You can thank your fiancé he's the one who bought it. Why he'd spend $1,850 on the likes of you is beyond me." My father grumbled.

I almost dropped the box in shock I had to have heard wrong. "I'm sorry, My what?"

My father chuckled. "Oh, did I not tell you? A young man came by the other day and asked for your hand in marriage. Congratulations Sweetheart, Your engaged. By the end of the week you'll be his problem. So I suggest you start packing."

"Moving out?"

"Yes. You'll be living with your fiancé's family and you'll be getting married right after graduation."

"I'm not ready to get married. I am supposed to start college in the fall so I can get my teaching degree. If I marry, I want it to be for love. I haven't even met the man and now your telling me that I'm going to move in with him? No. This isn't right. I won't do it! You can't make me!" I replied with a frown.

"Don't you take that tone of voice with me girl!" My father growled slapping me hard across the face. "I consider myself a reasonable man but your trying my patience girl. I suggest you learn to curve that tongue of yours. I am getting tired of your constant disrespect."

"You will marry Mr. Bendito's son. I don't want to hear another word out of you. Now get to bed you little brat!" He replied tossing me across the room causing me to hit the back of my head against my bed post.

The next day I was extremely sore. I awoke with a extremely bad headache. I placed my hand behind my head and was shocked when I found a lump the size of a ping pong ball. I had bruises from where I had hit the bedpost.  I had a cut on my lip and I could barely open my right eye. As I got ready for school I tried to remember the conversation from last night. What had I said that had upset my father? How long had I been unconscious?

Freddy POV

I watched Crystal as she left the house limping her way to the bus station. As she sat waiting for the bus she placed her hands in her face and sobbed.

"Crystal are you ok?" I asked placing a hand on her shoulder startling her. "What happened? Why are you crying?"

"Who?"

"Don't you remember me? We met here yesterday morning I offered you a ride to school."

"I'm sorry I don't remember that. The truth is that I don't remember hardly anything about yesterday except that i think I got into another fight with my dad concerning his drinking. I am fed up with his getting drunk. He isn't the nicest guy to be around when he's drunk or has been drinking."

"How often does he get drunk? Does he get drunk enough to abuse you?"

"Abuse me?"

"Does he hit you when he's drunk?" Freddy asked.

"Yes. He says things that he will regret later like it's your fault your mother's dead you good for nothing little brat! You should have died not her! She was the love of my life and she died because you are a big baby and got scared while at a your slumber party with your friends. I hate you and I wish you'd never been born."

"I have come to realize that what he says when he is drunk is actually how he feels when he's sober he just doesn't say it. I wish I could have died in that crash alongside my mother better yet, I wish I had died instead. I wish I could just crawl into a hole and die. Then I wouldn't be a burden to my father anymore." Crystal sobbed.

"I'm sure your father loves you very much. I have a feeling that the reason he calls you names is because you remind him so much of your mother and He wishes he could just forget the events that lead to her death but he can't. You were hit but a drunk driver who fled the scene and was never found. Your a constant reminder of his failure to protect his family. That's why he's always so angry at you. If you'd like I can arrange for you to disappear forever." I replied.

"You can?"

"Oh yes. Making people disappear is my speciality." I replied with a smile opening the side door to my convertible. "Care to go for a ride miss?"

As they drove off to My secret cave my eyes met Crystal's. She seemed so frail and innocent. Much like the children I brought here to kill. "Where am I?" Crystal asked looking around fearfully.

"You wanted to disappear and now you have. No one will ever know what's become of you." I replied.

"Are you going to kill me?" Crystal asked tearfully.

I sighed. That was my original plan. You see, your father took my daughter away from me and I never saw her again. I wanted to make him pay. However, I've seen what your father does to you. What you try so desperately to hide. He abuses you verbally and physically and everyone stands by and let's it happen well and that is something that really makes me very angry." I replied dragging his glove across a nearby pipe.

"So what are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to save you from a life of torment."

"So you are going to kill me. Please just get it over with." Crystal replied tears flowing down her cheeks.

"Shh. I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to let anyone hurt you ever again." I replied pulling Crystal into an embrace. "Your sure that your fight was about his getting drunk and not something else?"

"Now that I think about it Yes there was something else. I can't believe he'd do this to me."

"Do what?"

"Evidently I'm engaged and he wants me to move in with the guy by the end of the week. I haven't even met him."

"Why wait? Why not get married now?"

"I don't who my father wants me to marry."

"Then why not marry someone else? Someone your father would never approve of.

"Someone like you?" Crystal asked and I chuckled.

"Why Crystal is that a proposal?" I asked jokingly my eyes sparkling with delight a huge smile on me face as I chuckled in amusement.

Crystal blushed embarrassed that she had said such a thing."I'm sorry I shouldn't have said that."

Instantly my smile dropped "Why not?" I asked pouting at her.

"Because it breaks tradition.

"Who cares! I like a women who knows what she wants and isn't afraid to ask for it." I replied with a chuckle.

"Freddy?"

"Yes Crystal?"

"Hypothetically, if we were in a relationship or if we were to get married, would you ever hit me or our children?"

"No. I'd never lay a hand on you. I'd never let anyone hurt you or our children, should we ever have any. Crystal, I know we haven't known each other long, but I knew from the moment I saw you that I wanted to be with you forever. Would you marry me?"

"Yes but Freddy, how are we going to get married without the Mayor or one of his lackeys or my father & his men finding out?"

I picked Crystal up bridal style and placed her back in the car. "We will have to get married outside of town possibly even out of the state."

"That's fine by me." Several hours later I brought my new wife home.

"Freddy?"

"Yes?"

"How did your first wife die?"

"It's our wedding night let's not focus on the past." I said as I carried her up the stairs to the bedroom. "Let's focus on our future. The time has come my love to consummate our marriage." I replied with a twinkle in his eyes.

Crystal POV

A few weeks later I smiled as I remembered the wonderful events of the past week. Freddy had been like her Prince Charming saving her from a life of slavery and misery. They had rode off into the sunset together and now they were living out their happily ever after. I sighed in contentment feeling like for the first time in my life everything was going right.

That is until some of the Mayor's men spotted me at the grocery store. Grabbing me from
behind they tossed me into the back of a van. "Boss we found your son's fiancé. What do you want us to do with her?"

"Return her to her father for now. Tell him that he better not let her escape again or he will regret it."

A few minutes later I found myself in front of my father's house and I groaned. "Where the hell have you been?" My father growled grabbing me roughly by the arm and dragging me into the house his eyes flashing in anger.

I shrugged. "I ran away."

"Do you realize how dangerous that was? You could have been killed. The Springwood Slasher is still on the loose. You could have been his next victim. Did you ever think of that? Of course not! You never use your head! What possessed you into doing something so stupid?"

"You continually physically and verbally abuse me. Especially when your drunk which has been a lot lately. Your always blaming me for mom's death and using it as an excuse to hit me or whip me with your belt. Now you want to force me to marry someone that I don't even know. I just I had to get away from it all and clear my head."

"Of course you know your fiancé. I'm not that cold hearted."

"Who?"

"The mayor's son Maurice."

"Maurice? He hates me. Why would he ask for my hand in marriage? That doesn't make sense. Besides I hate to burst your bubble but I can't marry  him."

"Why the Hell not?" My father growled.

"You said that you wanted me to get married so that I'd be out of your life for good. Well congratulations you got your wish. I was married two weeks ago. My husband and I just got back from our honeymoon." I replied with a smile.

"You did what?" My father screamed at me smacking me across the face.

"I got married and we consummated our marriage that very night. Who knows, you might even be a grandpa sooner then expected."

At this my father growled and slapped me across the face once more this time leaving a huge red palm mark across my cheek. His eyes flashing in anger. "You had better pray that your not pregnant you little slut!"

"What's the matter? Are things not turn out according to your plans?" I replied sarcastically.

My father grabbed me by the throat in reply . "I aught to end your pathetic existence right here and now! How do you expect me to explain this to your fiancé? That you willingly gave away what belonged to him. That your no longer pure? He will call everything off and I'll be ruined."

"Sorry, but that's not my problem. You can't force me to marry him. That would be Polygamy. Polygamy is against the law isn't it?. You always say that the law must be upheld. So therefore, I can't marry the mayor's son or any one else for that matter. As I'm already legally married." I replied with a smile waving the marriage certificate in her father's face.

"Your 17 your not old enough to get married without my approval. I don't care what this paper says your marriage isn't legal! As your legal guardian I have the right to declare this  marriage null and void." My father replied ripping up the certificate. "I'll make sure that You'll never see him again!"

"You can't do this!" I replied.

"Be lucky I'm not arresting your "precious husband" whoever he is on charges of kidnapping and statutory rape. I want his name Crystal!" My father demanded.

When I didn't reply he smacked me across the face once more. "I asked you a question girl! I want his name! You will answer me or so help me I'll beat the answer out of you." My father demanded bringing the belt down upon my back.

"No."

"Your trying my patience girl! Give me your so called "husband's name or so help me I'll beat you until your an inch from death!" My father growled angrily.

Eventually, after loosing count as to how many times he had hit me I couldn't take the pain anymore and whimpered "Fredric his name is Fredric."

My father frowned. "You better not mean Fredric Kruger. Don't you know he has a criminal record? He was arrested for spousal abuse a year ago!" He growled.

"Freddy didn't abuse his wife. It was a false report. He's a very nice man he loves me and he treats me with the respect that I deserve. We are happily married and I am not going to let you take that away from me just so you can marry me off to some spoiled rotten rich brat!" I replied with a slight growl of my own.

My father's eyes flashed in anger and his gaze grew extremely dark. "I am going to make you regret those words. I will make you regret ever meeting that monster. By time I'm done with you, you'll be begging me for forgiveness and will be willing to do anything I desire." With that my father continued to beat me with his belt well into the night.

The next morning my back had cuts and welts all over it and I had a split lip along with two black eyes. My face was swollen from where my father had slapped well more like punched me numerous times. "Wake up you lazy good for nothing little tramp!"

My father growled dumping some freezing water directly on me making me shiver from the cold. "Make yourself presentable, your fiancé will be here any minute now. Oh and make sure you cover up those bruises. I don't want your husband to think that I abuse you."

"Crystal. Thank God your safe! I was starting to get so worried." A young man that I hardly recognized said rushing over to me and giving me a kiss on the cheek causing her to wince in pain. "Crystal are you alright?" Maurice frowned and glared angrily over at my father. "What did you do to her?" He growled his eyes flashing in anger.

"The little slut wasn't kidnapped she ran away with that bastard son of 100 maniacs Fredric Kruger to a nearby town. Where they somehow managed to get a marriage certificate and they consummated the marriage that night." My father said throwing me roughly on the ground. "I suppose now that you know the truth you won't want to marry the little tramp."

"How Dare you call fiancé such a disrespectful and derogatory name!" The young man growled shoving my father up against the wall and choking him.

"Please stop it! Please let him go." I begged and Maurice's gaze softened.

"As you wish my love." Maurice replied lowering my father to the ground. "I believe you owe my fiancée an apology."

"Yes of course sir. I'm sorry Crystal, I never should have called you those names.
Please forgive me." Her father replied bowing his head and kneeling down at her feet.

"I..."

"You call that an apology?" Maurice demanded angrily.

My father gulped "no sir. I can't put into words how sorry I am for the way I've treated you Crystal. You should have been treated like a princess and instead I treated you like a servant who meant nothing to me."

"I'm so sorry. I let the pain of loosing your mother turn me into a monster. I blamed you for her death even though I knew that it wasn't your fault. I took my frustrations out on you. I am no better then the criminals that I lock up. I don't expect you to ever forgive me."

"Come Crystal there has been a change in plans. You shall be moving in with me tonight."

"Why is my father so afraid of you?"

"That is a little complicated to explain my little turtle dove. My family is very powerful not only in this small town but in several major towns nearby. Everyone knows not to get on our bad side."

"Unfortunately, for your father he wound up doing just that. He thought that he could arrest my brother and I for destruction of privet property and not suffer the consequences. My father was furious when he found out and the rest as you say, is history."

"Is that why he's forcing me to marry you? Just so he can keep his job?" I replied suddenly feeling nauseous.

"I suppose that's one way to look at it. Though I prefer to see it as an arranged marriage. Don't worry, I'll never let anyone hurt you. You'll never need to worry you're pretty little head about anything my little turtledove."

"Although I am afraid I'm going to have to clip those wings of yours." The young man said with a smile handcuffing Me to the bed causing Me to wince in pain. "Crystal are you alright?"

It was then that Maurice noticed the bruise marks starting to reappear across my face and the cut marks on my wrist from being tied up
the night before. He tilted my chin up so that he could get a better look.

"How did you get that black eye? Did your husband do this too you? Yes, I know about your getting married to another man, and that you are no longer a virgin, but I don't care. Now tell me, how did you come by these bruises and welts?

"How do you think?"

Maurice looked at me for a moment then clenched his fist tightly and punch a hole in the wall by the bed. "How dare he lay a hand on you!"

"It's not like this is the first time he's done this and I'm fairly sure it won't be the last."I replied bitterly.

"He will never hurt you again, that I can promise you." The young man growled.

"That's what my husband said, and now look where I am." I replied bitterly.

The young man smiled slightly and gave me an apologetic look. "Yeah well, Your husband didn't have friends in high places, I do. Your father will pay pay dearly for ever laying a hand on you that I can promise you. As for the handcuffs those can't be helped."

"We can't have you running off to be with Freddy. Your mine now. I own you. Technically, I've owned you since your were fourteen. Now that your 18 we can finally be together. Your mine and I won't ever let anyone hurt you again. Now try and get some sleep my little turtledove."

"Graduation? When is that?"

"In about a week."

"Then I don't belong to you until then so let me go."

"Nice try but I'm afraid I can't do that.
As I said you've belonged to me since you were fourteen."

"What do you mean? How could I have belonged to you for so long and not know about it?"

"I'm sure it slipped his mind with all that drinking. Alcohol does that too you."

"He didn't always drink."

"No, it was only after your mother's death that he started drinking heavily and gambling."

"And hitting me." I replied under my breath.

"What was that my little turtle dove ?"

"He started hitting me right after my mom died. I think it gave him pleasure to watch me tremble in fear never knowing when the next beating would occur. He loved to come up with reasons to punish me. He said I always deserved to be punished because I could never to anything right. Sometimes he'd beat me multiple times a day."

At this Maurice once again became angry fire flashing in his eyes. As he slammed his fist into the nearby wall once more. "I aight to kill him." He growled. I shrank into the bed trying hard to disappear and began to whimper and tremble.

"Please don't hurt me. I promise I'll be good.
Please don't hit me." I whimpered putting my arms above my face in an effort to shield herself from being hit.

"Boss calm down your scaring your fiancé ." One of Maurice's thugs said rushing into the room and grabbing ahold of his arm.

"He hurt her! He hurt my beloved turtle dove." Maurice growled.

"Do you want us to take care of him?"

"No. He is still my turtledove's father and with this arrangement I cannot lay a hand on him. Dam it!!!" Maurice growled punching the wall once more.

"Please don't hurt me." I whimpered again curling up into a ball. "Please just let me go. I want to go home."

"Never." He whispered with a smile leaning down and kissing me on the lips. "Your mine forever and I'd never do anything to hurt you."

At this I rolled my eyes and replied "tell me something. If I belonged to you since middle school why did you delight in tormenting me in school?"

"At first It was because I resented the idea of an arranged marriage. I thought if I showed my violent side then maybe your Father would call off the engagement. Also you have to understand something.Back then I have a reputation to protect."

"I was the bad boy who could get any girl I wanted and get away with whatever I wanted because I'm the Mayor's son. I hated that you rejected my advances so I started making fun of you and calling you names however, I never wanted to hurt you."

"If we were betrothed back when I was 14 then why did you spend time with other girls? Why not court me?" I replied bitterly.

"Because as I said, at first I was against the idea in fact, I resented it. I wanted to make you hate me and I succeeded didn't I?" Maurice asked.

"When did you decided that you wanted this marriage?"

"Remember when I asked you to prom freshman year and you rejected me?"

"How could I forget? After you asked me and I said no you scoffed. You said why would anyone want to go out with someone as ugly as me. Then you laughed and kissed your girlfriend. Looked me up and down and said pathetic before walking off."

"That w*o*e was never my girlfriend. As we walked off I glanced back and I could see the hurt in your eyes as you tried desperately not to cry. I found myself hating myself for hurting you. That's when I knew that I was falling in love with you. I hated it. I hated that I had feelings for you. Which is why I tormented you. Didn't you ever notice how boys never seemed to want to be around you?"

"Now that I think about it yes, I did notice that boys seemed to avoid me. I always wondered why."

"Because I made it clear to them to back off."

"Why did they listen to you?"

"Because they knew the consequences of making me angry."

"Did any boys ever question you?"

"All the time."

Flashback

"Stay away from Crystal. She's mine!"

"Oh yeah? Well if she's yours then why do you treat her the way you do? Why are you with Ashley?"

"None of your business. Just stay away from her or you won't like the consequences."

"Like what?"

"Like you or a member of your family winding up six feet under. Do you catch my drift?" The boy's face pales and he nods. "Good. I'm glad that we have come to an understanding. End of flashback

"Maurice, do our classmates know that we are engaged?"

"Yes."

"I'm sure the girls won't like that. What if they call me names like slut and whore or other cruel names?"

"First off, You are not nor have you ever been a slut Crystal. Your my fiancé and if I hear anyone saying something like that about you I will cut their tongue out."

At this I giggled "you'd do that for me?"

"Of course I would my little turtledove. Now I know that we are supposed to wait until after the wedding to have well, you know... but I've waited for so long I don't think I can wait anymore. So since we are basically husband and wife can we?? You know? Do it?" Maurice asked his cheeks begging to redden in embarrassment 😳.

I giggled slightly before replying. "I love how your cheeks get red when your embarrassed 😳 it's so adorable. As for your question I'd prefer to wait until after we are officially married if that's alright with you."

Maurice frowned "Did you know that the Bible says not to withhold what's rightfully mine from me?"

"Yes but I'm not officially your yet."

"Actually according to Biblical customs you already are my wife. So what do you say? Shall we do what all married couples do in their wedding night?"

I sighed. "It's not our wedding night." Maurice shrugged and I knew that he didn't care. One way or another he was get what he wanted.
I whimpered when he stopped and he just smirked at me. "Is my little turtledove enjoy herself?"

Before I could reply the bedroom door opened and man peeked his into the room apologetically . He winced when he saw his bosses angry glare. 😡 "What do you want? Can't you see I'm busy?" Maurice growled pulling the covers up so that no part of Me was showing.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt it's just that your father is on the phone he sounds livid."

Maurice sighed in frustration "fine I'll be there in a minute. I'll be back in a minute my love. Then we can have round too." Maurice says with a wink 😉 causing Me to blush 😳once more.

As soon as he left I began to sob. What had I done? I had willingly cheated on Freddy and had a sexual relationship with a man who had tormented almost my entire life. My father was right I was a slut.

Maurice POV

I quickly dressed and left the room winking at Crystal and promising to pick up where we had left off as soon as I had spoken to my father. "Good morning father."

"Don't Good morning me Maurice! Why am I hearing a rumor that your bride to be is no longer pure?" My father demanded.

I stifled a chuckle. "That's really none of your concern. She is my fiancé and I don't care what nasty rumors are being spread about her! I intend to marry her. With or without your approval."

"Don't you take that tone with me boy! I'll decide if you marry Crystal or not. If I find that she's not pure there will be no marriage. I won't have my son marrying a loose girl." His father replied causing Me to growl.

"Don't you dare talk about her that way!" I growled angrily. "You want to know the truth? Fine! Yes, She's no longer a virgin anymore but that's because I didn't want to wait. I have wanted her for years and now she's mine."

"One more question before I go. Was your bride to be a willing participant last night? Or did you take what you wanted like you have before?"

"It might have started out as non consensual but she changed her tune real quick. In fact she was begging for another round when you so rudely interrupted us this morning. I have a feeling you'll be a grandfather sooner then expected." I replied with a chuckle.

"You had better pray that her father doesn't find out about what you did last night. Or you'll be getting a one way ticket to jail. You had best tell that fiancé to keep her mouth shut. You wouldn't want to have your wedding canceled because she cries rape. You know that's exactly what will happen if her father finds out that she wasn't a willing participant in your out of wedlock activities last night."

"She won't do that. As I said it may have started out non consensual but she changed her tune real fast. I don't want to wait until after graduation. I want to be married to her now."

"That wasn't the deal we made with her father. You will wait until after her graduation to marry her and that's final. As for your behavior last night I'll deal with it later. Oh and son, no more extra curricular actives until after the marriage ceremony. Do I make myself clear?" My father warned.

"Fine." Maurice grumble.

"I mean it boy. No more s*x until your married."

When I returned to the bedroom Crystal was already dressed and getting ready for school. I could tell that she had been crying. I frowned as I noticed something that I didn't like. There was no blood stain on the sheets. "Crystal I'm going to ask you something and I want a truthful answer. I promise I won't be angry. Did you truly love Kruger or was it more like a case of Stockholm syndrome?"

"I don't know. He really is a kind and gentle. He never hurt me and he never forced me to do anything that I didn't want to do."

"Including having s*x with him?"

"I was hesitant at first but it is what is required of a wife. A wife should never say no to their husband. It says so in Corithians chapter seven verse five."

"I don't think that's what that verse is meant to mean. You always have the right to say no. If you say no and a man insists that you to have s*x with him then it's r*p*. At least as far as I'm concerned anyway. I hope that you didn't agree to have s*x with me because you felt that you had no choice. I'd never want to force you to do anything that your not comfortable with."

"I was a little hesitant at first but then I realized something."

"Oh?"

"Your not the same person who bullied me. Somehow you've changed. If I'm honest I've always had a crush on you."

"What happened between Mr. Kruger and yourself will remain our secret. No one is to know that he was the one who took your innocence ok Crystal?"

"Yes Maurice."

"Good and I think it's time you start calling me my love. After all, we are madly in love.
Are we not?" Maurice replied raising his eyebrows at her.

"Yes my love." Crystal replied with a slight sigh.

"Come on my little turtle dove it's almost time for our vows." I replied grabbing her wrist and pulling her towards the stage.

"So where are you love birds plan on living?" Her father asked.

"In the abandoned house down the street. True it needs to be fixed up a little but it will do for or first home." I replied.

A month later Crystal started having strange cravings. "Honey can you make me an Oscar myer cheese dog with chili, mixed cheese, onions, pretzels ketchup, mustard, dill relish on a peanut butter and jelly bun?"

"You want a what?"

"Oh and some strawberry, watermelon ice cream with pickles, green olives and chocolate and butterscotch Carmel on top?"

"Sure I'll have Jimmy get right on that for you."

"She wants a what? Are you out of your mind? Do you know what a culinary crime it would be to combine all those ingredients in one meal?"Jimmy replied.

"I know but she's been acting strange lately and I don't want to do anything to upset her." I replied as I put the food on a tray.

"What do you mean she's been acting weird? Do you think maybe it's her time of the month?"

"I don't think so. Though to be truthful I don't know when her cycle is." I replied my cheeks turning red 😳.

"Perhaps you should ask her."

"That's not really a subject I feel comfortable talking to her about."I replied again my cheeks now a bright crimson 😳.

"You have to do something boss or she will drive you crazy. Besides she's your wife. Your going to have to know these things if your going to play it safe."