"Want to know how I felt with the thought of another man's touching what's mine?" His finger edge deeper inside of me, tears dripping down my face, light sobs echo throughout the room.
"I was envious." My fingernails dug into his skin, sobbing agai...
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Dawn Drakos New York City. . . .
I needed a hideaway.
Six hours and thirty-seven minutes were all it took for me to find my hideaway, my throat and eyes burned as I pushed open the dry part of the wall, dust bunnies floating in the air where the flashlight on my phone showed them.
This was the only place I could think of, it was the only place I wanted to go. It's crazy, I needed to find peace six hours away in another city. Did my brothers know? I think that would've been another kind of hurt to know they kept something like that away from me.
I wasn't ready to feel worse, which would happen if I called either of them or went to them. They would've sided with Iris and made me feel like I have no reason to feel this way.
I walked through the small passageway of the secret hideout, my heels scraping the floor each way. I wasn't in comfortable clothes considering how I left home, but I didn't care I just needed peace.
My hands touch the walls looking for the switch I swear Roman had flicked across this wall. Using my flashlight, I could see the spiderwebs, the beanbags I saw the last time I was here, and the goddamn light switch.
The realization that I shouldn't have left like that, maybe I could've heard her out and understood why but...I couldn't go back. How else was I supposed to act? Sit there and actually be happy that she's seeing the man who had me in and out of the hospital for two months.
The hideout wasn't quiet, I think that's why I had a small attachment to this place. I could hear the city, dawn had just broken when I got here, the sun started to rise and people made their way to work.
Ignoring the dire thought of actually being in an empty hotel this early, I didn't know what type of things or people crawl around here late at night and rose as the sun came up. It didn't help to send a chill down my spine as I sit on the beanbag, sinking into it while pulling my legs to my chest.
The creaks of the hardwood floors made me more aware of my surroundings but my thoughts clear them out, I turn off my phone the moment I got the jet, already knowing Ren called my parents to tell them I left the city, as he does every time, they don't care so it was no point.
The more I sat there, the more my anger brewed in my stomach. The nasty, ugly red feeling could drown me and I fucking hated it! it burns through me so brightly that I felt it everywhere. I made my hands into a fist, clenching them until my nails dug into my skin.
Do not cry, don't fucking cry, Dawn lively.
"You really need to stop stealing my hiding spots, love"
My eyes opened faster than they did before, I felt the tears I had been keeping to myself roll down my cheeks.
Wiping them quickly as I turned around, his familiar face I hadn't seen in a week stared back at me with a brow arched upward. What the hell was he doing here?
