Tasting
Chapter 213

Days have passed the same. They are avoiding me, and I have watched how close Rosalic is to them. They will be fucking her, I know they will. Nothing Seems to change it. Today we went out to meet the wolversons. They are like the devils and run their own city.

I watch as they greet them, and then we get sent out of the room while they talk. I don’t know what is happening. I keep looking at places with the beach and sun, just so I can dream of the days I escape the Devils.

I look at my phone, considering everything. I had received a text message two days ago from my parents. I ignored it, but now I wonder if maybe I should agree with them. If I agreed, they would get me out of this city, away from the devils. I know Calix sorted another contract. and signed it, so if I replace it, I can sign and I’m free.

The word free makes me want to, just so I can escape these three and Rosalie. I could have lived here with them never wanting me, but seeing Calix constantly cuddled against Rosalie hurts. I need a drink, again. I seem to be drinking every night. A message comes through from Calix saying ‘Here‘.

Walking down I hear moans, as I reach the bottom of the stairs I freeze, my eyes widening as I see Rosalie wrapped around Calix, their hips moving faster as he groans. I watch as he sees me, I expect him to stop, and apologise, instead, he shouts at me to fuck off.

Rushing to my room I close and lock the door. I had thought to myself that they were fucking her. Part of me didn’t believe it though, and thinking it didn’t hurt nearly as much as seeing Calix and her. He never wanted me, not once did he touch me or fuck me. Maybe I just

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was a fool? Why would he message me to go down?

Picking up the phone I hit the message.

I agree. How do we meet?

I hit send on the message, watching as it goes through. I just want to get away from here. A message comes through and I read it.

Meet at the clinic tomorrow, at 10:30 a.m. I already booked your appointment for eleven. Sit with your back to me, we will discuss things.

Tomorrow, how am I meant to get them to agree? I need to go back down, hope that Calix isn’t fucking her and tell him. I watch time pass by as I drink, too much once again but it helps me sleep. I walk down and see Calix and Marcello sitting together, neither look at me as I walk towards them..

“I need to leave tomorrow. I have an appointment at the clinic and need. to be there at 10:30.” I wait wondering if they will look at me. My body is tired, but not as much as my mind. Calix glances up from his. laptop.

“I will have some of the guys take you. We need to stay with Rosalie. You follow their orders when you leave.” His words are harsh and I nod, not wanting to talk I rush back through to my room. I know right now nothing will make things go back to how they were. Calix hating. me is nothing, he hated me before and barely gave me a chance.

Marcello and Demitri though, they wanted me. My head shakes at myself. They didn’t, I don’t know why they acted like they did, but it’s clear they didn’t. Once again, I feel myself falling asleep, cuddling against the pillow. Somehow, Dean owning me was less painful, and now I feel like if I could choose, I would go back. I would take Richard.

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and his sick ways over the way this all hurts.

Waking. I get ready, it’s only eight. Sitting I stay hidden in my bedroom and drink, it seems to make everything more liveable. At half past nine, I walk down. I sit on the chair, and Calix looks up from his laptop to me. His eyes seem to be inspecting me, but I don’t care. I will go here, replace out the plan then come back and hide again.

He doesn’t take his eyes off me for a minute, before he stands, and orders the others to follow him, saying it’s important. I watch as they follow him through to the office. I don’t know how long it will be before we need to set off. I rest my head on my arm, I could easily fall asleep, maybe I drank too much this morning? I zone out as the next thing I remember is Calix shouting at me. Jumping up I look at him.

“Straight there and back. Listen to what they say, and follow orders. I mean it!” I shrug my shoulders, not caring, and his eyes roll.

“D. I’m going with them as right now she doesn’t look like she will behave,” Calix states and I laugh.

“Scared I will try run? Don’t worry I don’t have anything worthy of burning.” My words are cold, and he pushes me out of the door. He doesn’t speak as we walk down and get into the car, the other guys sitting with us.

“Aiden, you go in. Stand at the exit, watch everyone!” Calix looks at Aiden and he nods as I get out. Calix grasping my wrist.

“Behave!”

“Or what? You will punish me? Like I care.” I pull away from him and walk in. I see her, she is wearing a hat that hides her face. Walking over I sit on the chair directly behind her.

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“Daisy. Don’t speak. He will see your mouth moving. Cough for yes, silence for no.” I do a fake cough. “Later today, there will be an issue. The devils will rush out taking their main guys. At that point, go into the offices and replace your contract. I sent the original back, he already signed it, so take it. Do you understand?”

I cough quietly. I can do that.

“You don’t keep it Daisy. Throw it, then someone will get it out of the trash outside. We need to make sure you’re protected, so you will be signed back to us.” Wait, that isn’t freedom! “Do you understand?” I can’t reply, how the hell can I? She said I would be free if she signs taking me, then I’m not free. I feel tears build in my eyes.

“Daisy, you have no way to escape without us. Even if you have that contract, you are not going to get away. You have my word, I will let you go. Do you agree?” I will be away from them, so right now, why not? I cough again.

“Okay, one of their men will hand you something tomorrow night. Take it and read it. That will be helpful to get you to us. We won’t. leave the city, we have a place to hide.”

I look up to Aiden, his eyes looking towards the office.

“Who is we?” My words are quiet, screw this not talking.

“Someone called Richard. He will be the one collecting the contract from the bin.” Wait, I go to turn hearing the nurse call my name. I’m not doing that, I’m not a fucking fool, Richard will change it to have

his name.

Standing I walk through, the nurse doing the usual checks and checking my contraception and everything else before sending me on

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my way. Walking back out my mother is gone. I can’t do it, I can’t trust Richard not to put his name on that contract.

I sit in the car quietly and Calix seems busy on his phone. I have no escape. The thought of living like this for years scares me. I’m barely surviving now, how bad will be after months? The car stops and we go in, I walk to my room, not giving anyone a chance to argue.

Looking around the room I consider everything. Richard is worse than the guys. Yet what he did didn’t hurt like this. I won’t survive with. Richard, but then again am I even surviving now? I’m not, even though I know I’m falling and hard.

Walking down, I go into the kitchen making a sandwich. I grab another bottle seeing as my bottle is empty. I don’t even know why I made a sandwich. Standing, I throw it in the bin. I’m fed up with whiskey, opening the cupboards I search for something different.

My eyes stop on the pills. Reaching for them I place them in my pocket and walk out with the bottle of whiskey. Calix looks at me like he is about to say something, but his phone beeps.

“We need to leave now. Troy, stay here with Rosalie and Daisy.” I don‘ t wait to hear the rest of his words. I walk to my room and take the pills out of my pocket. I place them on the side and then put the whiskey

next to them.

I should be replaceing the contract, maybe if he had signed it, I am free and I just need it then I can leave. I consider it and walk through to the office. I start looking through everything, scanning all the paperwork quickly just hoping I replace something. Picking up a book, I flip through it, checking the loose papers inside but there is nothing. I open his laptop and look through his emails. I see one to the staff with my name as the title.

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Clicking it I read, my heart shattering. I won’t let them do it, I won’t give them a chance to. I walk back to my room, sitting I drink. Two days, in two days apparently I will be leaving to a new owner. Their email stated Rosalie would be taking my room due to an issue in her apartment. Why did I believe they cared?

I replace myself sitting and drinking while crying. Unsure of how long passes, I just know I don’t want to feel anymore. I also don’t want to be sold again, cach owner was worse than the last. How bad will the next. one be? Grabbing the diary they gave me, I open it. Picking up the pen I write in it before my hand grasps the pills.

I won’t be sold again, I won’t be treated like an object, or used anymore. I won’t give them the pleasure of knowing they caused met more pain by selling me to someone just as bad if not worse than them.

The only true control of my life I have is to end it when I want, which I plan to.