“I know…” she mused, leading me towards the back door. The one I’d stare out sometimes and let the warmth soak into me through the panes. “Let’s sit outside. I’ll run up and grab your toy and stuff.”
I couldn’t step out without Sabastian, could I? I hadn’t been out here before. What if I set off the alarms? What if he came running and pulling me away? What if the monsters were watching?
I hadn’t moved a single foot by the time Molly was back beside me. She didn’t say anything as she handed over my stuffed animal, which I pulled to my chest, letting the softness tickle my neck. Then, she ushered me outside. Once I was sitting on a chair, she quickly went back inside to get us snacks and drinks.
Pulling my feet up so they were on the chair, the stuffed animal squished between them and my chest, I rested my chin on my knees.
It was nice out here. Quiet and warm, even in the shade. The edge of the yard was far away, hidden behind a row of trees.
“Here ya go,” Molly was back, setting the stuff on the table. “I wasn’t sure what you liked to drink, so I went with water.”
I watched her, not wanting to talk. I wanted to go back to Sabastian.
I had to blink back the tears, even if it were a loss cause.
“You aren’t the same as you were earlier.”
I had nothing to say to that because I kind of wasn’t. And I didn’t know how to get out of whatever my mind was at. I tried, and failed horribly.
“Do you know,” she mused, handing me the sippy cup since I made no move to grab it. “I’ve seen a lot of things in my life. Nathan may have saved me, but he can’t erase everything that I’ve been through. I don’t know your story, and Bash won’t dare tell me anyway. But I’m kinda like you. Saved from bad people who wanted to hurt me. Ihavebeen hurt by men, and women, too. They wanted me to be a sex slave, used for other’s pleasures. I would be dead right now if it weren’t for Nathan.”
Would I be dead if Sabastian hadn’t came and gotten me? I wasn’t sure. I do know that I’d be in unimaginable pain, at the least.
“ Bashwillspoil you, so be ready for that. But you’re different. a good kind. I may not know you, like at all, but Bash seems to care a lot about you. He’d never let someone cuddle up with him like he was with you. He couldn’t have cups for you, or toys, or heck, take a day to just hang out with you.”
“He’s nice.” I took out my paci to say the words. I clutched it in one hand. “He doesn’t hurt me.”
“That’s good. Bash is super nice. So is Nathan even if he’s scary at first.” She paused, pushing the plate of crackers and cheese closer to me. I wasn’t hungry though. I did take a sip of the water. “What was your punishment?”
She wasn’t asking what I did, just want I got in return. Which was…unexpected.
“Standing in the corner for fifteen minutes.” I mumbled, remembering how I felt. I didn’t want to feel that kind of disappointment ever again.
“That doesn’t seem so bad. Better than what I get for mouthing off.”
I wasn’t going to ask, even though she got a wicked look in her eyes, like she enjoyed being punished for misbehaving.
“Anyways,” she sighed, picking up a cracker and nibbling on the corner. “Do you really like wearing skirts? Not that there’s anything wrong with it, of course. Just, you know, Bash will let you wear whatever you feel most comfortable in.”
“I don’t mind them.” I shifted a bit, putting my feet on the floor. The wood was warm against my feet, even if we were in the shade. “Not a fan of the underwear though.”
“I was about to ask if I could see them, but then Bash will be the one to punish me. So, what kind did he get you? I’m assuming he bought you some?”
“Uh…white ones?” I knew there were others, but how else could one explain what type of underwear I had one. They were…plain and simple. Scratchy, too.
“That doesn’t help much. Are they thicker? Thin? Seams too wide?”
“Thick, I guess. I don’t know.” I shrugged. “Just don’t like them. They aren’t soft.”
“You can tell Bash. He’ll get you some different ones for you to try.”
I shrugged. I couldn’t do that. I’d be fine with what he offered me.
Molly rolled her eyes. “I remember that feeling, not feeling like you can ask for things, even though Bash will get you anything you ever ask for.”
Still, I wasn’t going to ask. It wasn’t like I’d be out in public all that often anyways.
Chapter 33
