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“Ok, Baby Girl. You be careful too.” His deep voice is soft and raspy, and then he claims my lips in a searing kiss that my mum should probably not see, but I can’t bring myself to put a stop to. It’s impossible. When Garrett Cole kisses you, it’s with his whole soul.

Chapter Seven

Rhys

For some stupid reason, my parents think they can ground me! Ground me! Yes, fucking ground me! I’ve never been grounded in my life, even after all the bullshit I’ve pulled, never once have they grounded me, yet here I am, wallowing in my bedroom with no phone, no laptop, and no way to contact my guys or Lexi. What the fuck do my parents think they are going to achieve by grounding me?

Will thinks I need some time to think without being consumed by sex and boys. Pfft! Have you ever heard of anything more ridiculous? Does he fucking forget who I am? Ever since the age of eleven, my life has been consumed by sex. It’s controlled me. How could he think that by taking it away, it will help?

Does he think this is a version of rehab? Am I going through withdrawal now? Fuck yes, I am, just not in the typical way. My sex addiction has eased. It’s the addiction to five particular guys that has me pacing my room, about ready to start peeling my skin from my bones.

I feel cut off. Like a prisoner. I have no idea if Ty has tried to contact me. Is he still in Fox Pines, or has he gone to his house in Redfield already? Does he think I’m ignoring him? I need to fucking ring him. This is making me crazy!

I’m being a total brat to the ‘rents. When I got home from school with Cin earlier today, I refused to talk to her. I ignored her when she asked me to come and have lunch in the kitchen with her, and I slammed my bedroom door in Will’s face when he asked me to come out of my room for dinner. I didn’t even eat the food they had Connor and Archie bring me. I am on strike, damn it!

A knock at my door has me stilling and snarling. I’m about to yell go away, but the damn door opens, and Char pops her head in.

“I need to talk to you.” Her green eyes lock with mine, and I nearly laugh. They are bright green, not at all a natural colour. She is wearing contacts to match her damn hair.

“Does it have to do with my escape or the new puppy you overheard the olds talking about recently?”

She rolls her eyes at me and slips into the room, quietly closing the door.

“Evie Prattle called me earlier today. She told me about the video leak from that stupid Julie bitch saying it was you in it.”

My shoulders drop at Char’s words, and I slump cross-legged to the floor in defeat. This shit is never going to go away. I’m going to be forever known as the little girl who fucked her dad.

“She wants to help.” Char sits down on the carpet in front of me. “She even went to the CEOs of Angel Org and told them your story. Apparently, they are ruthless bitches who don’t care about stepping over the line to help other women, especially with this stuff.”

“The CEOs want to help me?” My brows disappear into my hairline at Char’s words. “But why? I’m no one special. Surely there are others that need their help more than I do?”

“Apparently, every case is important. You have a whole organisation of badass women who want to help you bring down your old foster parents.” Char is normally a grumpy bitch, so it’s nice to see the genuine smile on her face.

“How can they help me?” I whisper. It sounds too good to be true.

“Well, Bec and Amanda, that’s their names. The CEOs. They are strategizing on how to best approach the situation. Meanwhile, Evie said she heard about what some of the kids were saying to you in the exam this morning, and she is gathering her troops to castrate some guys.”

“Really? Fuck, Evie is a badass. You’d never know it from looking at her. She looks so fucking prim and proper, but she is fucking scary. Can you make sure she destroys Daniel Stone? He had a lot to say to me, but I don’t really care about that. He’s fucking with one of Lexi’s friends, and he needs to pay.”

Abbey Delany is Lexi’s ex-best friend. She ditched Lexi at a time when Lexi needed her most, and Abbey turned on her, banding together with some bitches to try and bring Lexi down when she had already hit rock bottom. It was out of character for Abbey, and it turns out that there’s this whole weird, arranged marriage thing happening between Abbey’s family and Daniel’s. It’s unheard of here in Australia, but it’s fucking happening, and to make it worse, Daniel is holding it against Abbey, no longer treating her nicely. He’s made no attempt at hiding what an arsehole he is to her, and she just takes it. I know for a fact that he has left bruises on her body. The only problem is that she won’t speak up against him because her parents have threatened that they will be forced to marry the day of her eighteenth birthday if Abbey doesn’t stay in line. Right now, Abbey is banking on the arranged marriage being held off until they finish uni. I get the feeling she would rather die than be forced into that fucked up marriage.

“Sure, I’ll drop his name to Evie.” Char grins. This shit excites her.

“So when will I know what’s happening with the CEOs?”

Char shrugs. “I’ll keep in contact with their organisation, don’t worry. I’ll let you know as soon as I hear something.”

I’m feeling even more emotional than I already was, and I leap at Char, wrapping my arms around her neck, causing her to squeal from my abrupt hug. Then we both laugh. It feels good, but it’s short-lived because all I want to do is talk to my guys and tell them about Angel Org. I fucking can’t, though, because my phone is being held captive.

“I need my phone, Char,” I whine as I pull back from our hug. “I need to speak with my friends.”

“You mean your reverse harem, don’t you?” She wags her brows, and I roll my eyes.

“Yes, them. And Lexi.”

Char sighs. “Well, the olds had your phone earlier. They were listening to a voice message that Julie left some time today.”

“What?” I squeak, nearly bolting up.

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