will I be beat so bad I can hardly move, but I need to let it settle in. Just over an hour ago I was strapped up and being tortured by Demon and now look where I am.
“Here we are.” Elise’s dad declares and I see that we’re entering another clubhouse. Two sets of large gates open for us and we pull up in the middle of a concrete courtyard. Natasha and I exchange a look, are we really free or have we traded in one nightmare for another?
“We’re finally safe.” Elise beams at us.
“I will make sure you will never have to go through that again.” Elise’s dad tells his daughter with certainty. “We will find them and put an end to this.”
I look up and catch Grim looking at me through the car mirror and immediately look away. He makes me feel on edge and I don’t like it. I can still smell his scent in the car and I’d be lying if I said I didn’t like it.
Elise eagerly leaves the car and I follow, making sure Natasha is at arm’s length. Everyone rushes outside and welcomes Elise back with open arms, and with Natasha, I watch them all. I’m completely fascinated as I watch huge tattooed men run out and hug her, all of them looking dangerous and menacing in their own unique way. This isn’t what I’m used to and it feels weird. That’s how fucked up the Devil’s have made me that I’m more used to danger than kindness.
Then, to add to my fascination, I see women joining us from inside the clubhouse. They aren’t dressed slutty and they are definitely not naked. These women are wearing their own clothes and are freely welcoming Elise with enjoyment. They are happy and after seeing to Elise, they hurry to Natasha and myself, their worry clear to see.
“Oh darlings.” One woman cries. “Look at you!”
“We need to get you two sorted.” Another fusses. “A bath will sort you out.”
They all continue to assure us that we are safe and I begin to cry. I think it’s finally settling in that I am no longer the Devil’s sex slave.
“Do you need anything?” I turn to see Grim looking down at me and I’m shocked. I can’t remember the last time someone asked me that.
“No.” I whisper.
I’ve been captured for I don’t know how long, fucked more times than I can remember and tortured more times than anyone should experience and somehow I have been lucky enough to be saved. I know that I’m not completely safe until Demon and Strike are dead, but this is a start.
Now this man is asking me if I need anything. Before I’m sure I would have had a list as long as my arm, but right now all I want to do is have a bath and sleep in a bed. I thought I would die in that room or by the hands of Demon and Strike. The sudden relief washes over me and I stumble.
“Oh my god,” Natasha gasps. “Lauren, you’re bleeding!”
I look down at myself and stare at the wet patches on the black shirt I am wearing.
“This from Demon?” Grim asks and I nod my head.
I don’t know if it’s because of my injuries, or the current events but I start to feel dizzy and my vision is blurred. My legs become weak and I feel arms wrap around me.
“She needs help!” He shouts.
The last thing I’m consciously aware of is the worrying cries from Elise and Natasha.
Chapter 22
I open my eyes to the weirdest sensation and I realize that I’m lying on a bed. It’s nothing special either but it feels like the softest bed I have ever laid on. When you’re used to sleeping on a rock hard floor, any bed feels as soft as a cloud. It feels so strange!
I hear laughter and turn my head to see Natasha, she’s lying on a bed like me and she’s laughing at me. This is the best I’ve ever seen her, she’s clean and dressed in clean clothes, but it’s not just that. Her eyes are relaxed and her smile is genuine. I don’t think I’ve seen her look so happy and relaxed.
“Silly to appreciate a bed, huh?” She giggles.
I sink into the bed a little more. “After the shit we’ve been through, I don’t think so.”
“True.” She sighs and rolls around the bed.
Her hair falls around her shoulders, shining brightly. “You look great.”
She jumps from her