Out Of Darkness

Chapter Six

Alea

"How about we go with this one?" I proposed to Juul.

"Hell no bish. Does that appear seductive to you?"  

"Oh God. I cant focused. I don't have any inspiration whatsoever."

With a long sigh, I fling my pen aside and messily tug at my disheveled hair with both hands. 

"Jesus sweetie, just calm down okay. You've got this, don't worry. Give yourself a break. You have to relax. What do you think about us going out tonight? Only you and I. How about a laid-back dinner and a movie afterward?"

Two entire weeks have elapsed, and I still haven't come up with any designs. So far, I only managed to create useless sketches that didn't meet Aleksei's specifications. That's two weeks with nothing accomplished. What surprised me was that Aleksei hasn't called me since our meetinng. Worry had crept in wondering if he was alright. There was at least one prediction I made correctly. I managed to distract myself with this, but it didn't offer a beneficial escape. No yet.

Everything has remained quiet so far at the 'prison,' mostly because Matthew went away on business. I enjoyed a fleeting sense of peace. Scars now replaced my wounds, and the bruises from Matthew's beatings were barely visible. 

"I think you're right. Maybe a night out will give me some ideas" Closing the drawing pad.

Juul shrieked. I swear, he's so childish at times.

“So, where are you taking me tonight?” I asked as I stood up.

Farah had laid out the lunch on the kitchen table. I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her gently on the cheek. She truly was the best. 

"I told you not to fuss with food today, Farrah. I would have made a sandwich or something"

She brushed her hand away dismissively

"Bah, don't give me that nonsense. I know you. You would've just eaten any junk available in the pantry. I have feed you. For my sanity. You barely have any flesh on you as it is."

I genuinely adore Farah. Even when she insists on feeding me excessively.

"I am more than just skin and bones. Jeez, woman. I eat a lot,” I replied.

"You only have a black hole in your stomach when you're on your monthly." she stated, placing two plates on the counter. 

I laughed dismissively at her while digging in to eat. We relished cheesy rump steak served with side salad and garlic bread. As soon as the food hit my taste buds, I closed my eyes and moaned at the explosion of delicious flavors.

"Good grief, ma'am. Are you having sex with the food over there?" Juul asked

"Yeah. I'm having a food orgasm."

"In order to have an orgasm you need to fuck or do yourself. I have it on good authority that you haven't done either."

"We're at the dinner table for Christ sakes and on who's authority are you going with here?"  I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Your's obviously."

With a facepalm from Farah, Stacey broke into laughter.

"I really don't need to hear any of this," Farah mumbled quietly.

"So there's this new club…" He started to say with a mouth full. 

"Stop right there, mister. Get that idea out of your head right now. You know I don't do clubs." I cut him off.

He fixed me with a hostile stare.

"Bish, you interrupted me before I could finish,' He complained."