Freeing Starr✔️

Chapter 21 ~ Make a choice

I laid there in bed, blankly staring at the ceiling.

My wounds were slowly healing, yet my heart was gradually crumbling. There was no one there to pick up the pieces.

A helpless smile tilted my lips as I gazed down at the arm that burdened my midsection, wanting nothing more than to shove them off and get as far away as I could. Yet it was impossible.

This was my life now.

But it doesn't have to be hers.

I sat up in bed and slid Zion's arms off of me, wincing in pain as I got off the bed and glanced back to see if Zion woke up. He didn't.

I breathed a sigh of relief and entered the bathroom, finding his pants from yesterday thrown down onto the floor. I quickly took it up and searched his pockets for his wallet.

Found it.

I opened his wallet and looked at the different credit cards, wondering which one I should use. I glanced back at the door as if paranoid that he might pop up anytime now and hurriedly picked the first card I touched, that didn't have his name on it in the first place. He obviously took it from someone else. Which worked great for me.

I threw his pants back down onto the floor and hurriedly shoved the card into the pocket of my robes then hopped into the tub to clean myself.

Once done, I wrapped my robe around my body and left the bathroom, glancing at a still sleeping Zion. 

I entered the closet and quickly pulled on some shorts and t-shirt, tucking the card in one of my drawers, under my underwear. I pulled my hair up into a bun as carefully as possible since my scalp still slightly ached then left the closet. Zion was beginning to stir.

I stood next to the bed and watched through blank eyes as his eyes fluttered open.

"Good morning," I muttered, "are you hungry? I can make breakfast."

He sat up in bed and ran a hand down his face, casting a glance in my direction, "what time is it?"

I checked my phone, "it's a little pass nine."

He grunted in response then slid off of the bed and headed towards the bathroom, "I've got somewhere to be. Eat yourself."

I went to the kitchen and prepared breakfast for myself, then sat at the counter and began picking at it. Eventually, Zion slid pass the kitchen on his way towards the front door.

"Can I call someone to help get rid of the mattress?" I called out to him.

His footsteps paused for a second before the front door opened.

"Do whatever you want," he sent over our mind link.

That was all I needed to hear.

Determination roared inside me as I formulated my thoughts and what it was that I was planning.

I strided out of the kitchen and down the hall, knocking on the door at the end.

"It's me," I notified Nadia of my presence.

There was a slight pause before her footsteps was heard approaching the door.

The lock fell into place as she opened the door and peered out nervously, "Is he gone?" She asked.

I nodded and pushed my way into the room, closing the door behind me.

I went straight to the bed and sat down, patting the space beside me, "come have a seat."

Her eyes displayed her anxiety as she probably wanted to know what happened last night. I had no doubt that she heard my screams. However, I refuse to speak of it and she probably realized it as well by the bitter look on my face.