Chapter 12 #4
My hands run along the walls, trying to feel my way through the dark, taking every turn I can, hoping I don’t trip over something and fall.
I’m aware that I could be heading deeper underground and not towards an exit.
Oh god, what if I get lost down here and die? I did not fucking think this through.
I’m a smart person, for the most part, but I’ve fucked up.
Still, I keep going.
When I see a faint light, my hope sparks. I race towards it, not stopping, using every ounce of my energy to get the fuck out of here.
This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have taken the risk.
I loved every single part of what happened, but my need to have them overpowered common sense. If my dad finds out what I did tonight, he’s going to kill me.
Not if the Brotherhood beats him to it.
As I run towards the light, I start to notice that the space is getting smaller. My shoulders bump against the walls, head scraping against the top.
Getting down on my hands and knees, I start to crawl; the way out is a lot smaller than I expected.
Thankfully, I’m tiny enough to climb through the hole and out of that nightmare of a place.
It’s raining, coming down in heavy sheets. It feels good against my heated skin.
Tilting my head back, I squint up at the sky as it washes away the filth that covers my body, using this second to catch my breath.
“Find her!” I hear Jasper roar somewhere in the distance, snapping me into action.
As I take off, I realize the exit I managed to find is nowhere near where I entered. But luck seems to be on my side, because it brought me right beside one of the exits of the cemetery.
Spinning around, I try to get a better understanding of where I am exactly before taking off in the direction of where I left my clothes.
Because guess what, I’m butt ass fucking naked.
“Skittles, your help would be really fucking nice right about now,” I hiss under my breath, heart pounding as my feet slap against the wet ground, toes squishing into the mud. This is so gross.
This is not how I wanted my damn night to go. This is what I get for leaving the house. I should just become a damn hermit.
When I find my clothes, I dig through the bag and curse when I feel that they’re soaked through.
Fuck it. They will have to do.
Not wanting to walk home naked, I take out my sweat pants and pull them on. Grabbing my hoodie, I rip my mask off, tossing it to the side. It lands in a mud puddle. Fuck!
Ignoring it, I focus on getting my hoodie on, struggling as the wet fabric clings to my body.
The moment I have it on, I snatch up the bag, not bothering to put on my shoes, and take off running again. I don’t stop as my lungs burn, my limbs screaming at me to rest.
I keep going until I’m out of the cemetery and down the street a little ways before ducking behind a tree. I lean against it to catch my breath, eyes squeezed together at the pain as I suck in deep breaths.
“We have to find her!” I hear Jasper shout again in the distance. Shit. They left the cemetery, and they’re so close. “Either she dies, or we do.”
Not wanting to stick around to find that out for myself, I keep going until I get to where I parked my Jeep.
Shoving my hand into the bag, I grab my keys and unlock my door. Getting in, I toss everything into the back seat, not caring about the mess it’s making, and put this baby in drive.
My heart doesn’t stop racing until I’m pulling into my driveway. Still, I don’t allow myself to relax until I’m inside my house.
I gather everything from the back seat and rush inside, locking the doors as if they’re right behind me.
Leaning against the door, I close my eyes and let out a big sigh. After a second, I push off the door and race upstairs. I’m freezing, and a nice hot shower would be amazing right about now.
Ridding myself of the wet clothes, I throw them into the hamper and turn the water as hot as I’m able to take it, sighing in relief as the heat starts to sink into my bones.
I let the water rain down over me, eyes closed, head tipped back. After I’m warm enough, I start to wash my body, which is a lot dirtier than I expected.
I’m covered in cum, blood, and dirt. I watch as they mix together on the shower floor and down the drain.
My eyes drop to the gash on my thigh, cursing as blood continues to pour down my leg.
It’s going to need some stitches. How deep did they go? At least they didn’t hit anything important.
Carefully, I do my best to clean it up, planning on dealing with it after I’m out of the shower.
When I start to wash between my legs, I hiss as the pain reminds me of what happened.
I lost my virginity tonight, and it was fucking amazing. Better than I could have ever imagined.
Too bad the night didn’t end how I’d wanted it to.
Thankfully, everything worked out. I got what I wanted, and they have no idea it was me. I got away. Although I can’t help but feel bad for the trouble I ended up causing.
Was Jasper right? Will they pay with their lives for this?
I won’t let it come to that. If I have to reveal myself in order to keep it from getting to that point, I will.
But for now, I plan on keeping my mouth shut and waiting to see where the cards fall.