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“You can’t remember, can you? You know what we found when we started looking into this place? Police reports. They’ve been trying to crack that shit hole wide open because nothing that goes on there is right. It’s only a matter of time before all the walls you liked to hide behind come crumbling down. And I mean that literally.”
He inches even closer and runs his nose down the column of my neck, making me feel things I don’t want to feel. It’s a slap in the face to my feelings for Eln to be getting aroused by this…thing.
“You don’t know what you’re talking about. You’re just making up words and making up realities.”
Kit shakes his head. “I wish I didn’t have to force this all on you, but your world’s about to be shattered, little dove.”
I feel his hips press against me and I panic, flinging a handful of dirt into his face so I can make a run for it. Even as I know I won’t make it far, and that I’m likely enraging this beast, I will never forgive myself if I go quietly without even trying to fight back.
He huffs out a loud sound of irritation as he tries to get the debris out of his eyes, but I’m already flying. I take note of where the sun is and put my back to it, hoping that he hasn’t taken me east of the compound. If Kit and Colter had sequestered me west like I’m assuming he has to avoid the compound, then I should get there if I just run far enough.
Being that running is not an activity anyone at the compound is expected to partake in however, I’m unstable and slow. I stupidly trip over the first root I come across, making myself sprawl across the fallen pine needles and dirt, and I don’t even try to get back up.
I already hear him coming for me again, and the part that makes me the iratest is that he’s not even running. He’s walking as if a leisurely stroll will be enough to overtake me, and I feel pathetic to find that he’s right.
I curl myself into a ball and imagine that when I open my eyes again I’ll be back inside that cabin with Eln, surrounded by all those pillows and blankets, feeling secure. Not sobbing on a forest floor with soon to be three males, who have not declared their intentions. At least not in a way that makes sense.
I refuse to open my eyes as he picks me up, shutting out this reality. If I reject it firmly enough, can I change it?
