TOUCH OF SIN

chapter Twenty Eight

Sherylin pov:

Stepping into the sun after a week of not being outside for a week had me squinting my eyes but I welcomed the warmth of the sun on my skin. I tipped my head up and savored the feeling. I didn't know how much I had missed it till it rays touched my deprived skin. I took a deep breath enjoying the midmorning fresh air as it filled my lungs before letting it out.

I looked like a lost puppy in my loose clothes but they were comfortable. Mimi was kind enough to leave me some cash and I was thankful I promised to pay her back but she ignored of course. I wasn't planning on using Wesley's money.

I waved a cab down and limped as the driver opened the door for me. I gave him the address and the cash and rested my head on the seat. I punched the window down. I wanted to relish in the feeling of being outside after a week. I couple walked by. The guy held the woman's hand and she was saying something to him as he looked lovingly into her eyes clearly listening to every word she had to say. Suddenly I didn't want to look outside anymore and I rolled the window closed and closed my eyes.

The traffic wasn’t much and soon we were moving into the more residential parts of town.

"Going to see a friend eey?" The middle aged friendly driver asked. I knew it was none of his business but my mouth spoke on its own anyway.

"Running towards reality." I said and he chuckled as he took a right into a southern street. I sighed and leaned back. My eyes suddenly zeroed on a piece of sticker which was stuck on the dashboard.

'Sometimes the right thing isn’t the right thing to do'

I groaned and closed my eyes. Why was everything hell-bent tormenting me? I wishni could understand Wesley's reasoning but did he even consider my opinion in all this. It wasn't his fault that his brother was a psychopath but it seemed he rather stay away and run from what we had. What we had? Was it even real?

"we are here." The cab driver finally said and I opened my eyes. We were in a safe looking neighborhood and I sighed in relieve. I stepped out the car and didnt waste any time in stepping into the lobby. The ride to the fourth floor was short and I dragged my feet to Ryans apartment. I plunged the key into the lock and pulled the door open and closed it behind me and clicked the lock. I had learnt my lesson and didn't want Wesleys brother to walk in and finish what he started.

The inside was much better and it really suited Ryan. It was neat with calming colours mostly dark blue. It was a one bedroom apartment with a small kitchen but it felt homely. The dark blue coach called to me but my feet drugged me to bedroom which was opposite the bathroom.

The blush bed with white and light brown covers looked comfy and I almost salivated at the sight of a real bed after a week of sleeping in a hospital bed. I placed the purse on the wooden bedside table and jumped on the bed. I didnt realize how tired I was even though I had spent most of my days sleeping at the hospital. But when my body touched the covers I could feel sleep beckoning me and before long I drifted into darkness.

My sleep wasn't as peaceful as I had expected because I kept seeing the crazed brown eyes of my assailant and the darker ones which had plunged a whole in my soul. One pair I dreaded and the other pair I had grown to love but the reality of never seeing them again. I drifted out of sleep and drifted back again but thankfully this time I was only met with the black orbs that brought warmth and misery to my heart. The owners face filled my dream and my hand stretched on their own accord to reach out but it got further and further until the brown crazed ones filled my dream and I jolted awake with a start.

I was freezing cold and I wondered when it had gotten this cold. I pulled my phone out if the purse and the 4:56 pm flashed at me. I couldn't believe I had been asleep for most of the day but I felt a little rested and my mind was clear. I stretched my limbs sweetly and yawned. I was feeling slightly dizzy and hungry.