“Stop getting your knickers in a twist, love. You needed to learn,” Ryland tells me, making me glare in his direction.
“Learn what? That doesn’t make any sense!” I scream at him, and turn my back on him before he can answer the damn question. As fast as my body can move, I walk back into the bathroom and grab my clothes off the counter.
I am about to pull off the towel to get dressed when Orion walks in, handing me some clothes. They still have the tags on them, making me question when he had the time to buy them.
“Get dressed. We will be leaving soon; Thaddeus wants to get on the road.”
“I am not going anywhere with any of you,” I tell him, taking the clothes from him.
“You keep thinking we are giving you a choice. It’s not a choice,” Ryland adds, walking into the bathroom. “We need to leave, so we are leaving.”
“Whatever. Just get out so I can get dressed,” I tell him, shutting the door in his face.
The only problem is that now that the door doesn’t have a handle and lock, it remains slightly open. Sorting through the clothes, I find a pair of lace underwear and a bra. Picking up the thin strip of fabric, I groan. Argh, these are going to itch.
I hear Orion from the other side of the door. “What’s wrong?”
“Really? Lace? You couldn’t have got normal underwear?”
“They looked nice. Don’t girls like pretty things?” he asks. His tone sounds amused.
I huff, annoyed as I put them on, trying to pull the lace down that is now riding up my ass. Pulling the bra on, I look in the mirror. They look pretty but so uncomfortable. Now, I brush my fingers over the bite mark to see the damage. His nails are sharp like needle points and have messed up my hip.
Grabbing a cloth, I try to clean the blood off. The cloth makes my skin sting. I am covered in marks; even my lips are bruised. Grabbing the shirt, I tug it over my head before pulling the jeans on. Even when I am dressed, you can still see the bite marks on my breast and collarbone from the V neck top.
Ryland is still in the bedroom. His eyes roam over my body and make me nervous. Suddenly, I hear the familiar ringtone of my phone, ringing loudly, and I walk out of the room, searching for it. I look everywhere but can’t find it. I just hear a faint ringing before it stops.
“What are you looking for?” Ryland asks as I pull couch cushions off the couch.
“My phone,” I tell him, ignoring his presence.
I continue pulling cushions off when I hear it ring again, only louder, making me look at the glass sliding doors. I see Orion pull it from his pocket, but he just presses a button on it and drops it back in his pocket again.
Annoyed, I slide the door open. Both Thaddeus and Orion lean on the railing overlooking the city, or what is left of it. They both look over when they hear the door. Walking out, I move next to Orion and then reach out to pull on his pants. My phone rings again as I reach my hand into his pocket, pulling my phone out.
Thaddeus shakes his head, turning back to look at the city, and I glare at him as I answer it. Lisa is calling.
“Geez, girl, I have called you about twenty times this morning! Where are you?” she asks.
Thaddeus and Orion are listening in, and I am unsure how to answer that. Do I tell her the truth or lie? Both of them watch to see what I say.
“I’m running late; I will be there soon,” I tell her, as my hand reaches into Orion’s other pocket, pulling his smokes out and stealing one.
“Anything else you want?” he asks, making me raise an eyebrow at him.
Lisa is chatting away about Miranda coming back to work. Thaddeus is glaring at me for some unknown reason. Thankfully, Lisa’s voice pulls my attention away from him. “Evelyn, are you there?”
“Yes, I am still here,” I quickly answer her.
“Are you sure you’re, okay? You are being really quiet.”
“I’m fine. I will see you soon,” I tell her.
Orion turns to face me, crossing his arms over his chest. “We are leaving. You will not work, Evelyn.”
“No,you
are leaving.
I
am going to work, then home,” I tell him. Thaddeus growls, making my attention go back to him. Thaddeus leans forward and snatches my phone from me. “What are you doing? Give it back,” I tell him when he suddenly crushes it in his hand, effectively destroying it.
Thaddeus moves forward, stepping in front of me, and I step back. “We are leaving, and I won’t be leaving without you. You are mine. Now stop being a brat and do as you’re told.”
“I am not going anywhere with any of you,” I tell him.
Thaddeus grabs my arm, pulling me to him. His eyes burn brightly and turn obsidian again. His fangs protrude, and a devilish look transforms his face. I watch as he pinches the bridge of his nose, frustrated, the hand gripping my arm tightens its vice-like grip, and my heart pounds in my chest. I expect the worst, but he suddenly lets go and walks away.
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