Chapter Twenty Nine
Talia
Day Six
Yesterday, nothing happened. Literally. Micah fed me, but that was it.
No one spoke to me. No one touched Soren or me.
I didn’t see Julie or Henry. They just let me sit here in what they see as boredom.
Sometimes I would lie on the bed. Other times I would pace the room.
Because I have access to the house, I would also pace the hallway.
I just pretended to be as bored as fucking possible.
Soren and I don’t speak much because there isn’t really much to say. He understands what I am doing, and that’s all that matters. He knows that our bond is as strong as it was before we came into this hell-hole, if not stronger.
Today, I am going to seek out Julie. I think I have done a pretty damn good job pretending, so I’m going to push her a bit.
I don’t pay Soren any attention as I get up from the cot and walk out of the room.
The moment I have the door shut, I perk up a bit and pretend to be happier now that I’m out of the room.
I go down to the bathroom before I find Julie’s room and knock.
“Come in,” she calls out.
“Hey,” I say, forcing a small smile.
“Did you need something, Talia?” she asks, sitting at her table with Micah and Henry.
“Yeah… I just had a question.” I say shyly. “I… Am I allowed to sleep anywhere else?”
“Why would you want to?” Henry asks casually.
“Look… I appreciate the food, the bed, and not hurting me. But…” I start, but stop.
“Go on,” Julie says, turning to me as if she gives a fuck.
“I am so fucking bored,” I say, and she smirks. “All I do is sit there and stare at the fucking wall. He is fucking lifeless over there, and it’s pitiful. I would just like a change of scenery or maybe a sedative so I don’t have to look at his pitiful ass anymore.”
“You can stay in Micah’s room if you want,” Julie offers, testing me.
“Can I?” I ask, forcing a small smile onto my lips. I don’t want to appear overly eager, but I want her to think that I’m excited about the notion of being closer to him. When in reality, I would rather dip myself in acid and roll around in salt.
“Yeah,” Julie says. “Go grab your blanket, and Micah can show you his room. When you are done, come back and talk to me.”
“Thank you,” I say happily. Micah stands with a smile and gestures for me to leave the room. I lead the way down to the room and walk in without even looking at Soren. When I gather my blanket, Micah stops me and cups my face.
“Are you sure you want to move to my room, Bunny?” Micah asks sweetly.
“Yeah,” I say, forcing a shy smile. “Can we go?”
Micah gently presses his lips to mine, and I sigh and lean into him. It’s partly an act, but it’s instinctive in a way that makes me nauseous. “Let’s go,” Micah says, taking my hand.
I bounce out of the room with Micah, but make sure to push through our bond to speak to Soren. “Has he always been this fucking stupid?” I ask.
“It’s shockingly worse when he thinks that he has taken you from me,” Soren says carefully.
“He is pathetic. Not even you can make me stop loving you,” I say as I pull the door shut.
Moving rooms should feel awful, but it doesn’t.
It feels like hope when we’ve been surrounded by nothing but dreadful silence.
It’s a reminder of why I am here and the fact that we will survive long after this place. But they will not survive me.
We go down the hall and step into a different room. I take initiative to immediately turn and kiss him. It shocks him for a moment, but then he wraps his arms around my body to deepen the kiss. It is absolutely nauseating, but I keep going.
“Micah,” I pant dramatically, resting my hands on his chest.
“Yes, Bunny?” he asks.
“Make love to me,” I say. “Just me and you. I haven’t felt anything real in so long… I’m sorry if that’s too quick. I just…”
“Lie down and let me see that pretty pussy,” he says with a smile.
I hop onto the bed and pull my dress up a bit before spreading my thighs open. Micah grunts and crawls onto the bed between my thighs.
He gently kisses my pussy, and I close my eyes and imagine it’s Soren. “Fuck,” I moan when he flicks his tongue across my clit.
“You taste like heaven,” he mutters. “I need to feel you.”
Micah gets up and turns me so my head is hanging off the bed. When he brings his cock to my lips, I swallow him down and grip his ass as I suck him. Micah moans deeply as he leans over my body and starts licking my pussy.
I need this to feel completely real for him, which means that I need to give in to the feeling.
I lift my hips and moan around his cock.
He starts thrusting down my throat as he sucks hard on my clit.
He is relentless as he fucks my mouth; thinking of Soren with his mouth on my pussy has me coming in mere minutes.
Micah moves to lie on the bed, and I immediately get up and sit on his cock. He is pressing against my cervix, and I moan as I move his hands to my tits.
“Fuck, Micah!” I moan as I bounce on him. “Hard. Please. You feel so good.”
It’s not a lie; it does feel good, but it’s because I am pretending that Soren is under me. It’s his cock I have buried inside of me.
Micah pulls me down to his chest and buries my face, so I don’t realize fully who it is. I do my best to ignore his scent because it’s not what I want. I want Soren, not him. So I shove all emotion aside and focus on the manipulation I’ve been building for days now.
As he thrusts his hips up and fucks me hard, I scream into his chest and beg him to take me harder. Faster. Deeper. I rock my hips to meet him, and eventually, I’m coming so hard that my arousal soaks us. Still, he keeps going and going.
What terrifies me is when he bites down on my neck and starts to feed; the pain pulses through my neck. My body knows this is wrong, but I fight it. I fight it with everything that I am, because Soren depends on me. I told him to trust me, so I need to trust myself.
When Micah comes, I don’t move. He just rubs my back for a while before rolling me to lie next to him.
“What’s on your mind?” Micah asks, cupping my cheek.
“I won’t lie,” I say quietly. “I am happy here with you, but I just want to be rid of him already. As long as he is in that room, I’m afraid a part of me will always be tied there whenever I would rather it be with you.”
“Why is that?” he asks.
“Well, you wouldn’t go fuck Shelby to spite me,” I say. “You wouldn’t hurt me just for the fun of it. Some of the things he did…”
“Yeah,” he says. “He didn’t deserve you.”
“But you do,” I lie. “You’ve been there through all of it. I’m sorry it took until now to see that. I was so fucking blinded by him.”
“That’s what the bond does,” he says. “But you’ve done well. Julie says the bond is severed basically.”
“Does this mean… Can there be something real with us? He’s out of the way?” I ask, sitting up a bit. I know Julie and Henry are standing at the door watching us, but I pretend that I don’t notice. “What can I do?”
“Well…” Micah says slowly.
“There is an injection I need to give him,” Julie says. I turn and act surprised that she is there. “It will make him mortal, and then I will allow Micah to have the honor of killing him once and for all.
“Oh, that’s amazing,” I say with a grin. The smile is real because they truly are fucking stupid. Can’t they tell it is an act? “Wait… can I…”
“Can you what?” Julie asks.
“Can I give it to him?” I ask. “He hurt me so much… I want revenge, ya know?”
“I understand,” Julie says with a sweet smile. “How about you two get some rest. We can begin everything tomorrow. Let’s let him sweat it out in there alone for now.”
“Can he feel… Does he know I’m with Micah?” I ask.
“Yes. He will feel you with him, if that’s what you mean,” Julie says. I grin and look at Micah.
“I can think of better things for us to do than sleep,” I say, letting my eyes drop to his lips.
“Keep the door closed.” Julie laughs.
“Shut it behind you,” I say with a grin before kissing Micah again.
I will do whatever I have to do to get that needle in my hand. I want to watch all that happiness drain out of their fucking faces when they realize they were never winning. They never even stood a fucking chance against me, because rage will always win against greed.