Page 25 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
“You’re not going anywhere.”
If I was leery before, I was starting to get scared now. Dealing with the jerks in high school when they did notice me was one thing. These guys were different. I was pretty sure they wanted to hurt me, but I was more concerned with the hand that was still on my shoulder.
Mom and I weren’t huggers or touchy-feely kind of people, and I didn’t have any friends, so I wasn’t used to being touched.His hand was heavy, uncomfortable, and way too much in my personal space.
I jerked out of Sandy Hair’s grasp. “Don’t touch me. I don’t like it.”
Something clicked in his eyes as a smirk curled the corners of his mouth. That was when I realized my mistake.
“Is that right? You hear that, boys?” he said over his shoulder to the other three. “Georgia doesn’t like being touched.”
One of the twins snorted. “Who would want to touch her?”
Okay, that kind of hurt.
“I’ll touch her,” the other twin said. “Bitch does owe me an orgasm.”
What?
Horror widened my eyes.
He wasn’t serious, was he? I made a mental note of the tattoos saying ‘EAT IT’ on that twin’s knuckles, so I could stay far away from him.
“That’s true. Georgia did interrupt us before you could finish.” Sandy Hair tipped his head. “What do you think, Levi?”
Could I make it to the door before they caught me?
The one with the man bun curled his mouth in a smirk that made his grey eyes look almost silver. “I think Georgia should suck Ravi’s dick.”
I was going to assume that the tattooed twin was Ravi, and the one with the man bun was Levi, who I definitely didn’t like, not that their names mattered right now. I had other things to worry about, like calming this situation down so I could get out of here.
“I think you guys are taking this a little too far.”
There was picking on someone, and there was assault. Given what I walked in on last night, I didn’t think they would have a problem taking things further than simple taunting. Luckily for me, we were in a room full of people. So, they weren’t going to doanything too bad, not without attracting more attention than we already had. Besides…
“Besides, I still have that picture.”
I didn’t, not since I deleted it last night. I didn’t want to keep that filth on my phone. There was something fundamentally wrong with having an image of someone almost naked without their permission. Just thinking about it made me feel nauseous. It was a violation, which was why I never would’ve uploaded it. But these guys didn’t need to know that.
A shadow moved across Sandy Hair’s face. “Did you just threaten us?”
It was more of a warning than a threat, and a fake one at that. But it was all I could think to do. I didn’t like most normal interactions. This irregular one had my heart beating so fast, I was sure they could hear it.
Steeling my nerves, I looked Sandy Hair in the eyes. “Leave me alone.” It was worth a shot.
“You hear that, Issac?” Levi slapped Sandy Hair’s chest. “Georgia wants us to leave her alone.”
“Georgia’s about to have a real bad day then, isn’t she?’
I didn’t like the way Levi said my name. It sounded threatening and charming at the same time. Pair that with the way Ravi was staring at me, and I felt like a piece of meat on display. Issac just scared me.
So much so that I was a heartbeat away from taking my chances and bolting out of here. I even looked around for the closest possible exit. If I went to the left, I could rush to the door on the other end of the table without getting closer to any of them. Maybe Rachel would stop making out and intervene?
Any chance I had for escape disappeared when the four of them surrounded me. They moved in sync without saying a word, as if they knew what the others were thinking. Or what I was thinking. That was a terrifying thought.
The twin, whose name I didn’t know, stepped around me before I could stand up, and sat in the chair on my right. Issac plopped down in the one on my left, while Levi and Ravi sat on the table in front of me. It all happened so fast that I didn’t have time to react. Not that my frozen body would’ve cooperated at all.
Fear had me glued in place. All I could do was tightly pull in on myself as panic set in. Suddenly, the seat of my chair felt harder than it was, while the air around me became heavy. My chest struggled to suck more oxygen in, and I could feel my pulse vibrating through the wooden frame holding me up. Or maybe it was beating so fast that I was shaking. I couldn’t tell. My personal bubble was getting smaller by the second.
