One hundred and ten

Fiona.

“Um…I will get out of your way.” I say to him but he takes the road that I want to use.

I don’t know what I was thinking but I shouldn’t have come here to this room. I say to him and he smiles.

“Maybe, your legs brought you here.”

“Nice try, I say to him as I tighten the rope of my robes so that it doesn’t magically falls to his feet and land me to his bed.”

I will take a shower. I say to him and I walk away.

I enter into the bathroom and turn on the bathroom shower. The water is hot and steamy, it is exactly what I need after jogging around the pack and watching how the pack members look at me despicably. I don’t know what I have to tell them to take their attention away from the shit that I did in the past.

I let the water run down from my head to every single aspect of my body and I remember the very first time I took a shower in this room. I remember how drawn I was to Cult and how it felt as if we could never be broken apart.

There is a pool of heat in between my legs as I