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Kelly sneered at me, looking me up and down before her face transformed with a smirk. “Oh, he has that small tattoo. You know the one? The weird barcode type of thing. Next to his dick.”
The tattoo was a dated barcode that only seemed to make sense to its owner, he’d never been forthcoming in what it meant, its placement just above his trimmed pubic hair. I’d never asked him either what it represented, or why he’d gotten himself tattooed there. It was hardly relevant now.
So, it seemed she’d been intimate enough with him to see that small tattoo. Good for her. My chest squeezed again painfully, but I did the same as before. Not giving one single emotion away. They didn’t seem to like that.
These girls were like a pack of rabid animals following their master, and the master would eventually lead them to their premature death. It was a shame Coldharbour had allowed them a place within their prestigious halls. Clearly the need for your own mind was not essential to be accepted here.Who needed to use their own brain anyway?
“We onto Hollis now?” I drawled. “Accessory number two and three have bent over to be dicked at the exact same time by him, right? That’s where this is going.” I smirked, taking note of the anger contorting their mean girl faces.
Suddenly, my head whipped to the side from the force of the hit I’d taken.She slapped me, she’s just fucking slapped me.
I chuckled darkly. The air seemed to get sucked out of the room and this girl…this girl, just pushed my fucking buttons to a level where, if she didn’t leave, it wouldn’t end well for her. At all.
The anger I’d held back for too long would be unleashed, and somewhere deep down, a small part of me didn’t want that to be set free. Where would it stop? To what end? Violence wasn’t the answer to this scenario even though I yearned to inflict it.
“I’ll give you that one.” I stared at her, and rubbed the place where she’d landed a hit on me, noting the sting of pain. Her ridiculously long fake nails had probably dug into the surface of my skin.Bitch.
I jumped down from the treadmill and stepped in her direction; she shuffled backwards. She must have seen something in my eyes, probably the deadness of them, because I’d mentally checked out. She took her friends and fled from the gym hastily with no parting words.
Chapter29
Milla
While I enjoyed my time with three men and forgot the outside world, Adam made moves. No wonder he let me be, to fall on the sword of my own making and swoop in when it benefited him.
I jumped out of the taxi, facing the address of the house he’d driven me to a while back. After searching the internet doing street views, I managed to recognise it, finally.
The taxi squealed away and I approached the modern bungalow with measured steps, leaving an oppressive silence in its wake. Glancing to the left and right, I noticed neighbouring properties with their porch lights illuminated. I stared straight back at the house I’d come to. Not this one, it was bathed in darkness.
I gulped coming to one of the front windows, hands around my eyes and peeked in. Nothing. My pulse kicked up.No no no. I ran to the front door jiggling the handle and shoving my shoulder against the door. Locked. I was full blown panicking as I ran around the side of the single story property, peeking into another window. A bedroom, barren except for furniture.
I continued swiftly to the back of the house, opening the plastic porch door and once against jiggling the handle and shoving it with my shoulder.Shit.It flew open unexpectedly and I stumbled over my own feet gaining balance.
Panic unfurled inside me, I darted from room to room, finding no living person or homely items. Just furniture left behind.They’re gone, he’s gone.So close, yet so far.
I moved to the back door to leave and noticed an envelope stuck to the wall positioned so I wouldn’t have noticed it as I came in. I ripped it off the wall as the pin dropped somewhere on the floor. Tearing the envelope open, my entire body stilled in place.
Little angel.
I don't know whether to laugh at your naivety or rejoice in it. Always following blindly, aren’t you? Did you believe I’d be short-sighted enough to not realise you’d go digging? You just can’t help yourself. Don’t worry, this will all be over soon. We’ll all be together.
A.
A wave of bitterness so sour rose up inside me, decimating anything warm within my body. I felt cold, so cold. I scrunched up the note, throwing it at the wall and growling when it flopped down the floor with little impact. Yet the words had hit me like a truck. It wasn’t fair.When is it ever?I ran my hands through my hair repeatedly, pacing back and forth in the barren living room.
Hopelessness took deep root, guilt pricked at me, and dread had become my latest close friend. The walls were closing in.
* * *
Later that night, I approached the unknown house with one thing on my mind. Forget. The bodies were packed tightly into the smaller house on the Lower East Bay side, the normal, everyday people. The working class had worked hard for their money, sending their kids to the local public school. They weren’t like us over in Upper East Bay where our houses could fit about ten of theirs.
I’d never looked down at them, nor had a few others I’d known, but most of the upper East Bay high society brushed off this part of our town like it meant nothing, like they were a stained blip on their radar. And those people were who we called pretentious assholes. They wouldn’t last a day running on the Lower East Bay streets.
I desperately needed a slice of acting like a normal nineteen-year-old girl who had no deep-rooted issues. I knew no one on this side of East Bay, but I’d always been happy in my own company and, honestly, I didn’t come here to make friends. I’d come here to unwind and forget.Forget everything, especially the impending date.
I swerved through the happy and drunken bodies in search of a certain type of person. I always knew what to look for. The current rap song ran its course skipping to the next. The beat dropped, and it seemed the whole room went fucking crazy as more people made their way to the open living area which had been changed into a makeshift dance floor for the night. I recognised the song, Act A Fool by Ludacris and I bit down on my lower lip, how apt. At least they had decent taste in music over here, couldn’t fault that. I spotted him before he glanced my way, and I confidently moved over to his darkened corner.
“Haven’t seen you round here before,” he noted, checking me out.
