Page 61 of Innocence
Not as fancy as the one I’d been stuck with for the past couple days, but it was the most beautiful.
I quickly disappeared inside. As I took care of business, I ran through everything that had led me up to this point. Arguing with Ralph, stopping to see Chester, and getting cornered by Lorenzo. I couldn’t help but wonder if I’d been home on time, maybe none of this would’ve happened?
The only reason I risked staying late was because I thought Blake was cute. He might notice me if I gave him a little extra attention. That was all I wanted. For the boy with a sweet smile to see me.
How ironic was that? Someone noticed me alright, but he sure as hell didn’t have a sweet smile. He had a sinister smirk, that made my stomach tingle.
I finished up, turned on the sink, and watched my fingers twirl in the water. No matter how many times I washed myself, I could still feel him. Hands tightly gripping my hips, while his breath washed over my face. But mostly, I could feel him there. Buried deep inside me. Each thrust bringing him closer to my soul.
‘Your cunt feels so good, Pet.’
I looked into the eyes of my reflection and traced my fingers along my collarbone. Would it feel as good if I touched myself? My palm smoothed down. Over the swell of my breast, across my flat stomach, to the curve of my hip. Would I still think about him if I could take myself over the edge?
‘My name is Lorenzo.’
Maybe he’d whisper sweet things to me if I knew what I was doing?
My brows knit as I cocked my head at the girl in the mirror.Did I want him to whisper sweet things to me?
She stared back at me, lavender eyes just as confused as mine. I knew this girl, I’d seen her in my dreams. She was the loved version of Kya Caruthers. The pretty girl people wanted to be around.
She didn’t cry herself to sleep, or hide behind baggy clothes. Because she was strong, and powerful, just like her sister. Problem was, that Kya didn’t exist. The one I was looking at was a fraud in a pretty dress, and nothing more.
I tipped my gaze down to my hand, inches from my core. What the hell was I doing? Lorenzo wasn’t my boyfriend. He didn’t care about me. I was just a thing to him. A pet to toy with.
‘I may be a monster, but if you went missing, I’d find you.’
I sighed and shook my head.
Stop living in a fantasy world, Kya. He doesn’t care about you.
No one cares about you.
One person did, and I had to get back to her. Determined that this time, I’d find a way out of this place, I opened the door and walked out.
This time I was more observant. Checking around corners, and keeping track of possible landmarks. Friggin landmarks. In a house. Never thought I’d need to do that, but I did.
Kept my eye out for things like recognizable paintings, and distinctive rooms. It turned out that this floor wasn’t as big as I thought it was. It was still big, just not the maze I’d thought.
In no time at all, I’d found my way back to the courtyard. The sun was starting to set, which cast a pink hue over the sky. I watched the tiny little lights twinkling in the sky as I walked past a trickling fountain. They were almost as pretty as the lights blinking on in the flowers and plants.
I sauntered through, running my hands over leaves and petals, while sucking in deep breaths of ocean air. It didn’t have the same dirty tinge that Worthington did. The air here was fresh, and clean, with a slight hint of salt.
The only things I missed were the sounds. Car engines, and people talking. Signs of civilization. Also signs of safety. Who was going to help me here? There was no police station or store to run into.
I wasn’t even sure how I got here, but I did. So there had to be a way to get back home. I looked over the railing of the balcony at the sun setting over the ocean.
I just had to find it.
“There’s an airstrip over there.”
Apparently I wasn’t the only one enjoying the view. Off to the left, in the far corner, was the blonde I’d seen earlier.
“What?”
“You’re looking for a way off the island, right?”
I was neither going to confirm or deny that.
