“Not until we stop her.”
I grit my teeth as I consider my options. I’m not ready to leave, not even for a short while, but taking care of my mother is necessary. She will cause problems for me for the rest of my life, and I don’t know who’s helping her, but she’s been hiding pretty damn well. I can only assume she’s working with someone, but who would help that bitch? She has to fucking go, and it needs to happen sooner rather than later.
“Your guy has no idea where she went?” I ask.
“Cameras recorded her going around the block, but that’s all we got.”
“She can’t be far if she’s going into the local station.”
“Or she thought she had to for the report, since that’s where she’s being reported missing from.”
“Fuck. Good point.” I turn away from the window, a headache forming behind my eyes. I’ve never been so stressed in all myfucking life. “I suppose let me know what you hear, if anything. Keep me in the loop. I’ll leave if I have to.”
“No luck?” he asks.
With a huff, I answer, “Not yet, but I’m working on it.”
He chuckles. “Of course you are.”
I wish I hated him. It would be a lot easier to be done with this life.
Chapter Seven
Sailor
Golden_Phoenix: Tell me more.
I’ve been talking to Shadow for hours. We haven’t played Solar Surge in days. All we do is talk. I’m intrigued by how easy it was to find someone else who is into the same things I am. It gives me hope. Hope that I can find someone who isn’t cruel like Jaxon, but still into the same sexual things as me.
Even if the little voice in my head tells me that Jaxon isn’t cruel and he was only protecting me…
But he didn’t have to kill her—he didn’t have to shove her off a cliff!
LMCYTTWACYAGG: I’d shove a pair of panties into your mouth to keep you quiet. Wouldn’t want your roommate to hear.
Golden_Phoenix: Clean or dirty?
LMCYTTWACYAGG: Dirty. Not only with your pussy juice, but with my cum too.
I groan, biting my lip, and sink deeper into the bed.
Golden_Phoenix: Go on. I want more.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: The room would be completely dark. You’d only hear me. Feel me. But not see me. Never see me. After making sure you can’t make a sound, I’d slowly pull the blankets off your body so I can run my hands over your soft skin.
Golden_Phoenix: And then you’d fuck me?
LMCYTTWACYAGG: Oh no, baby. You’re going to wait for that.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: You’re going to beg for it.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: And even then I won’t give it to you. Not until you’re on the verge of insanity. I want you begging, and pleading, and desperate for me.
Golden_Phoenix: I’m already desperate.
LMCYTTWACYAGG: Then what are we waiting for?
My gaze goes to the door. Sam is on the other side, asleep on the couch. I’ve learned to handle these thoughts, even if I’vepushed them away since I left Jaxon. I’ve accepted them for the most part. But I can’t bring this part of me into Sam’s house. What if he woke up while someone was here? What would he think? What would he do? That would be a mess. Salvaging our friendship would be impossible. Lately, he’s been sleeping heavier than usual, barely stirring when I move around, but I can’t risk it.
