Page 27 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
“I left it in my room.” Phones were a distraction, and I had class.
He huffed out a sigh. “That’s convenient.”
If anyone understood about not taking someone’s word, it was me. How many broken promises had I seen Mom suffer through?
“If I show you that it’s gone, will you leave me alone?”
“Sure.”
Well, that was a relief. “Really?”
My relief was destroyed with Issac’s sneer.
“No, not really. How fucking dumb are you?”
I didn’t know what else to do. I couldn’t go back in the past and change my actions, and I’d already gotten rid of the evidence. What more did they want?
“What do you want from me?”
“We told you what we wanted. Suck Ravi’s dick.” Levi said, to which Ravi smirked.
My eyes flew from one to the other. They had to be bluffing. It was a picture and an empty threat. There was no harm done. Therefore, I had nothing to make up for.
“I’m not doing that.”
I once again attempted to stand up, and Issac once again pushed me back down. This time I didn’t take it as well.
Slapping him across the face, I jerked back from his hand. “Don’t. Touch. Me.”
Darkness took over Issac’s expression as he turned his face back to me.
“You shouldn’t have done that.” Levi tsked.
His threat didn’t bother me. I’d moved past fear to anger.
“If you touch me again,” I hissed at Issac. “I’ll scream.”
Issac snorted out a snicker. “You think these sheep will help you?”
“Yes.” Sure, some would sit by and watch—like Rachel—but not everyone would.
Issac stared directly into my eyes while he bellowed, “Everyone get out!”
People like him always thought the world would fall at their feet. Maybe in his world they did. He obviouslycame from a family with money, but this was a college campus. Not his house or family business.
No one here would listen to him. The assumption that they would was so ridiculous that I would’ve laughed if the sound of screeching chairs and footsteps didn’t immediately follow his demand.
I stared, stuck in a state between horror and awe as everyone began to file out the door.
They were actually listening to him. How could this be real? I was so shocked that I couldn’t do anything but watch as the last person walked out and the door closed, sending a resoundingbangthrough the now empty room.
What the hell?
I’d seen people follow others around. The queen bee in my high school had a trio of minions, and the quarterback ordered around most of the team, but this was an entire room full of people who were adults, not teenagers desperate for attention. And they still left. Even the staff was gone. A king didn’t have that kind of power.
I looked at Levi, Ravi, then over to Slater, and finally returned to meet Issac’s glare. “Who are you?”
Not a single muscle twitched on Issac’s face. “I’m your god, Peaches.”
