Sold to Him

Chapter 7

"I'm so tired." I wasn't really tired last night for some reason. Everyone went to bed at around two and I just laid there as time passed by slowly. It was until four that my eyes began to feel heavy and I was out in no time. Delilah decided that I slept long enough when eight thirty came around. I wasn't too excited about her doing that, but then she handed me a cup of tea with three sugars in it. Just the way I liked it.

Delilah had decided to drive to the house because knew where she was going. She said I would have eventually gotten lost because I wasn't fully awake yet. Another true statement. I looked like a zombie on some days. I would be completely silent and look like I have this angry expression on my face.

"You shouldn't have stayed up late last night." Delilah was sometimes frustrated in the morning. She might not show it all the time, but if she goes to sleep with something that upsets her, she's destined to be mean for some part of the day. She also rarely ever talked about what made her that way. Sooner or later she'd share it with us because she would need someone to help her out with it.

"I wasn't tired. I don't even want to meet this guy." Delilah knew how much I didn't want to meet him. If I brought him up, she would just a little angry before changing her mood completely. Maybe something happened between the two of them.

"I know. I don't like the head boss at the moment. We kind of got into an argument. Don't worry, I'm not fired. I just have a lot of extra work to get done so I won't be around a whole lot today. Do you know who's showing you around?" I nodded even though she was looking at the road. I wish she didn't have to do a ton of work today.

"Blake."

"Figures. Listen, some of those guys can be assholes. There hasn't been another girl move in since I did and it was a long time ago. Stick with Blake and promise me that nothing will happen between you two in that house." I hadn't really put much thought into it. Maybe when Delilah asked if something happened between us at the club, she started getting curious. Nothing happened between us. We just have a very good friendship. Maybe she thought that we were keeping it a secret and now she's making me promise her that nothing will happen.

"Delilah, I promise. What can even happen between us? I'm in a house full of guys who are probably sexually frustrated." We both laughed as she stopped at a red light. I watched the cars drive back and forth, trying not to fall asleep. I decide that it's better to keep the conversation going to avoid that.

"Do you have any questions?" I waited a moment before answering Delilah back. I had known from No Name that I couldn't ask a whole lot. What was there to really ask? There was actually a ton, but knowing me, I would most likely forget my questions and try and ask later.

"What do they do? Everyday wise, I mean." She tapped her thumbs on her stealing wheel as she made a right turn. I hadn't known how long we were driving. I was rambling on about how tired I was, but now, I'm not sure.

"They work almost all day. Sometimes they like to go and drink in the kitchen. Everyone in that house loves to have a little fun and forget about how much work they have to do. Sometimes they like to have dinner together and watch movies. Depends on the day." She drove by a few bigger houses and stopped at a  STOP sign.

"Does the actual leader live in the house?"

"Kat, I know you want to know really bad." That was a true statement.

"Please tell me. I promise I won't tell." She sighed and pulled into a driveway.

"Yes. The leader lives in here, but no one knows who it is. We're here anyway. I'll answer your questions hopefully tomorrow." It was my turn to take a deep breath. The leader was in that very house. There was also someone being the substitute leader. We looked over at the stairs and saw No Name. He came running over to us.