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“Yes, I understand.” That didn’t mean I’d lay my worries on her. I just couldn’t do that to her again. Not after Drew tore us apart the first time.
I had finally gotten my mind focused on studying when my phone chimed with a text. I ignored it, then it chimed again a minute later, so I picked it up to check it.
And wished I hadn’t.
MyCaptor:Send me a picture to show me where you are.
MyCaptor:What did I say about replying when I text you?
With a sigh, I snapped a picture of my legs and feet. My laptop and notebook were covering most of me, so it was pretty obvious what I was up to.
Me:Is this good enough?
MyCaptor:Face, Zadie.
I sent him a picture of me snarling. I wished I could flip him off, but he’d probably break down my door to punish me if I did. After the way he treated me earlier, he was the last person I wanted to see.
MyCaptor:Don’t be cute with me.
Me:I wasn’t trying to be. That was my disgruntled face.
MyCaptor:Why would you have any reason to be disgruntled?
Me:Do you really not remember what went down in your kitchen this afternoon?
MyCaptor:I do. But I don’t understand why you’re disgruntled.
Me:No reason. How was the pizza?
MyCaptor:Fucking delicious. Best I ever had.
Me:Good. I’m glad you don’t regret trashing the dinner I was making.
MyCaptor:Not for a second.
Me:Okay, well, good. I love that for you.
MyCaptor:Sarcasm?
Me:Never.
MyCaptor:Sarcasm. You’re brave over text, little mama.
Me:I’m just tired and need to study.
MyCaptor:Go. Study. Be here tomorrow.
Me:K. Goodnight, Amir.
MyCaptor:Be good, Zadie.
I flung my phone across my bed. I had the fleeting fantasy of just not showing up tomorrow or ever again. What would he do? It was pretty obvious he could barely stand to be in my presence.
But I already had one obsessive, dangerous man hunting me down. I didn’t think I could bear another. Besides, running from Amir would defeat my entire purpose for seeking him out in the first place.
As much as he couldn’t stand the sight of me, I was hoping if push came to shove, he’d remember his unspoken promise.
“Whatever we are to each other when I walk out of your door, you’ll tell me if this guy comes back.”
When he said that, I’d been in his lap, the taste of him on my lips. He hadn’t hated me, and I’d thought I might be able to really like him, despite, you know, the gun, captivity, and whole drug dealer thing. Things had quickly changed, though. The bubble we’d created that night had burst in a gory, bloody fashion.
Amir didn’t have to like me to protect me, though. If I was his property, he wouldn’t allow anyone else to touch me. At least…I hoped that was true.
If it wasn’t, then I was on my own. There was no one else I’d be willing to bring into Drew’s chaotic obsession. Not my mom, my dad, or my suitemates. My high school friends and my family had gone through hell during Drew’s reign of terror. I’d limped away with divorced parents and friends who’d distanced themselves so much, we hadn’t ever found our way back to each other.
Never again.
Amir...well, he could handle himself. He had the arsenal to prove it. His presence in my life was like a big stop sign. If Drew had two brain cells, he’d heed the directive. And then, when he left me alone again and Amir freed me from his ownership, I could walk away. I’d belong to no one but myself. I’d be free.
