Chapter 10

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Warning: language, etc.

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I woke up alone in bed as I opened my eyes, rubbing the sleep out of them. There was a note beside the bed so I picked it up.

'My darling Rory,

I've left early this Friday morning to do some Confessions and Atonements. I'll be back tonight. I ordered Jason to take care of you and bring you three lovely meals today. Whatever you want, he'll retrieve it for you. Don't worry, you won't have to lift a finger.

I hold you in my thoughts,
John'

His letter made me blush a deep shade of red as I laid it back down on the nightstand and stood up, stretching. I almost fell to the ground because I was incredibly sore. Needing to use the bathroom, I limped to the toilet. After doing my business, I took a glimpse in the mirror and noticed that there were numerous bruises on both sides of my neck. Glancing down at my naked body, I realized countless love bites littered my skin. I grinned at the thought of John and I last night...

My eyes widened... My enemy and I fucked last night...

If my dad finds out, I'm dead. Literally. Dead. Mom would be fine after she calms down a little, but dad, on the other hand... I don't know what he would do. He would probably try to kill John. And he would do so mercilessly. I couldn't let them find out. No way in hell. Hurriedly, I walked as best as I could to my clothes on the ground and put them on, almost tripping in the process. Once I pulled all my clothes on, a knock came on the door.

Shit. It must be that fucker, Jason.

I knew I had to get it. Sighing, I made my way to the door, opening it, revealing the asshole cultist, Jason.

"What the hell do you want?" I growled, glaring at the Peggie in front of me. "You motherfucker."

"John wanted me to serve you some breakfast here. And he wanted me to apologize to you sincerely as well." Jason informed me, holding a silver platter in his right hand; there was an egg omelette with some bacon on the side on the silver platter and he had a glass of orange juice in his other hand. "Madam, may I come in?"

"Did you poison it?" I questioned incredulously. "What makes you think I can trust you?"

"Look, I don't want to get in trouble with John, alright? He made me take care of you for today and I'm going to do whatever he asks without complaining nor rebelling against him, madam. I wouldn't want to get him angry at me... That is the absolute last thing I would want to do... Can I please come in? My arms are getting tired, ma'am." He pleaded, his arms shaking, nearly spilling my orange juice. "Please."

I moved out of the way to let him in the bedroom.

He walked in and strolled over to the bed, placing the silver platter on John's bed along with the glass of orange juice on the nightstand. Jason turned around and bowed his head. "I'm sorry for the way I treated you, Aurora—"

"First thing's first, don't fucking call me that, Jason. You call me Rory. Is that understood, goddamnit?!" I snapped at the Peggie before me.

"Y-Yes ma'am." Jason stuttered. "I a-a-apologize. It won't happen again, I promise."

"It better fucking not. And you better not lay another finger on me or John will beat you to a goddamn pulp." I growled at the cultist. "You better have my lunch ready by twelve o' clock sharp and my dinner by six or I'll make you Atone myself, by God. And you won't make it out alive! John could easily replace you, you useless peasant. Jesus fucking Christ... Scram!"

Jason trembled while nodding his head; he then quickly made his way out of the room, terrified of me or John. I couldn't tell... Probably John. Yeah... Definitely John. Once he closed the door and left, I sat down on John's bed and began eating the bacon first. It wasn't stringy; the bacon was quite appetizing. After inhaling all the bacon, I started eating the egg omelette, deep in my thoughts.

I wish John was here...

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