Page 118 of The Savage King


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He doesn’t know I’m in the United States.

I lean my arm on the window when he doesn’t reply and work out what the fuck I’m going to do with the rest of my life.










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“You’re staying withus for a while,” my father says, placing the suitcase that Decker bought me on the bed. He freezes. “Do you want me to put this in the trash?”

“No,” I answer too quickly, and he shoots me a strange look. “No, there are things I need to go through.”

My mom walks in and sits on the edge of the bed. It’s my old room, yet it feels so odd being in here. Not because it was my childhood room. I’ve stayed here plenty of times since leaving home. It’s just...

It doesn’t feel like me anymore.

I’m not that innocent New York girl who left to attend her friend’s wedding just over a week ago. Not just because I gave Decker my virginity, but because he’s taken so much more.

“Do you want to speak to anyone? I can arrange a therapist appointment.”

“No,” I say again in a snap and my parents share a look. “I’m fine. Okay, I’m not fine. However, I will be. Nothing... you know, bad happened.”

Lies.

“Did any of the men touch you?” Mom asks.

Jesus.

“I’ll leave you to talk,” Dad says, then places his hand on the doorframe. “Todd is coming for dinner. He’s missed you.”

No.

God, he’s the last person I want to see. My stomach lurches and I place my hand on it.

“Perhaps tomorrow,” Mom says, watching me.

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