Tasting
Chapter 214

We rushed out, unsure of what will happen next. As we stop outside. the bar, it’s quiet.

“Something isn’t right. Go back!” I look to the driver, Demitri and

Marcello looking at me confused. “If they had fucking information they wouldn’t meet here! They wanted us out!” Why didn’t I think, or realise sooner?

I can’t focus as we drive back.

“Troy said everything is fine. There’s been no noise, all exits are still manned. No one got in or tried to. Maybe it’s a distraction not to get into our place but to distract us from something else?” Demitri looks at

me.

I need to know Daisy is okay. “Something is wrong.” I don’t know what, but something is and I feel sick. “Can you fucking hurry?” I look back at the driver, Marcello looking at me like I’m crazy. I’m not, I don‘ t know what it is, but something isn’t right.

As he pulls in, I get out quickly, Marcello and Demitri following me. As we rush upstairs everything is normal. Rosalie sitting on the sofa, and Troy stood in his usual spot.

“Anything, at all?” I look around, and Troy shakes his head.

“Cal, you’re paranoid, get some sleep. It won’t help that you haven’t slept.” Marcello looks at me, but I can’t.

“I need to make sure Daisy did the work I need for tomorrow. I walk

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towards the stairs, Demitri stopping me.

“Leave it until tomorrow.”

I shake my head, keeping my voice low. “Something is wrong.” I turn and walk up, Marcello and Demitri following.

“You’re fucking losing it Cal.” I ignore Marcello and try to open Daisy‘ s door. It’s locked.

“Daisy open the door.” She has been told not to lock it anymore. I knock again louder and don’t hear anything and begin to panic. “Daisy!” I see Troy appear behind us.

“No one has come up or come down. Could she be asleep?” She isn’t asleep, she would have woken up, I watch as Demitri moves kicking the door and it swings open. We walk in and I see her passed out on the bed with the bottle of whiskey next to her.

I relax slightly until I see the empty pill bottle. Rushing to her, I shake her, watching Troy close the door.

“Daisy!” I shake her again, what did I do?

“I’ll Call Jacob. I’ll tell him it’s on your order he doesn’t speak.” Troy walks out with his phone. She’s breathing, I can see she is breathing.

Shaking her again I feel myself breaking.

“What did you do?” Turning I look at Marcello and Demitri confused. Why do they have her diary?

“Forget me, get some water!” I shake her gently again. “Daisy, wake the fuck up!”

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“No, not forget you! Her last entry is saying she doesn’t give permission to be sold again and is saving herself. Before that, it says you fucked Rosalie!” Marcello looks at me. Which I regret. I continue to try to shake her awake but nothing works.

“She won’t wake up!” I look at them, Marcello pushing me out of the

way.

“Shaking her won’t fucking help! Right now, seeing you won’t help. How could you fuck Rosalie?”

“It was meant to get them talking, so we could replace out who was leaking information. She wasn’t meant to see!” What have I done? I thought us pushing her away would keep her safe, but I just made it worse. I feel myself breaking, watching as Marcello tries to get her to wake up. Where the hell is Jacob‘?

I can’t just wait, moving I push past Marcello.

“What are you doing?”

I open her mouth, forcing my fingers into her throat. I watch as she is sick.

“Dickhead! You’re not meant to fucking make them sick, she is unconscious and could breathe it in.” Marcello pushes me back. I watch as she is sick, her eyes open slightly and I relax the smallest bit.

She’s awake.

I walk around Marcello, holding her hair as she continues to be sick. A moment passes before she stops.

“Daisy, why the hell would you do that?” My words are loud, she screams, fighting to get me off her, moving I step back.

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“Leave me to die!” Her hand reaches for the whiskey and Marcello

moves it.

“Daisy, please, I can’t lose you.” I step towards her and she screams.

“Fuck you! Don’t touch me!” She moves away from me. I watch as she is sick again, Marcello moving to her side. She lets him comfort her, but when I try she screams.

“Leave, Calix. Get the fuck out, or I will throw you out.” Demitri steps. in front of me.

“I did it to save her!” Have they forgotten that?

“Fucking Rosalie wasn’t to save her, get out.” Demitri looks at me, nodding I walk out. He’s right, Rosalie wasn’t to save her. I don’t even know why I agreed. Walking down I grab a glass and fill it, drinking it, and refilling it too quickly.

“Master?” I hear Rosalie and ignore her. “Are you okay?” I feel her hand touch me and push it off.

“Don’t fucking touch me.” I stare at her. “Why did you suggest we sleep together?” I look at her.

“To help get them talking. To give them something to talk about.” She’s lying.

“The real reason!” I scream at her.

“Cal, you’re shouting, they will hear.

“Do I look like I fucking care? I lost her, she fucking hates me, now why?” I stand looking at her waiting.

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“Honestly? Because I missed you. She took you, and I wanted you! You wanted me, otherwise you wouldn’t have agreed!” She shouts in my face.

“I never fucking wanted you! I wanted her, you just fucking…Get out!” I scream, pushing her out of the kitchen. I can’t do this. I knew she would hate us and be hurt. I never thought she would try to kill herself. My head lowers, knowing it’s all my fault.