take one look at me and crowd me. Kim is the one who is wrapped around me though. She’s my sister and the rest of the women give this to her. Tears are filling her eyes as I shed my own.
“What’s going on?” Sam finally asks me.
“I got another note from whoever’s after me. I shouldn’t have called any of you here. It’s not safe,” I inform them as Rich disappears in the background.
“Okay. The guys will take care of it. For now, why did you call us over here?” Jennifer says in an attempt to get my mind off things I can’t control.
“Well, um, I don’t know how to say this. But, I definitely don’t want to say it where anyone else can hear me,” I respond.
They all look at me before leading me to the bedroom Killer and I share. Once the door is shut firmly behind us, the women stand around me in a circle so I can let them know what I want.
“I’m so frustrated. Every night Killer and I sleep together in this bed. Neither one of us wears any clothes and I feel every single, muscled inch of his body. I’m in pain, you know,” I pause looking down at the floor because I can’t bring myself to finish what I was saying.
Sam is the first one to respond. She bursts out laughing her ass off. The rest of the women, including myself, look at her as if she’s finally lost her damn mind. It takes a matter of minutes before Jennifer and Shy join in on her laughter. Kim and I are looking at the rest of them as if we’re the only two sane women in the damn room.
“You’re sexually frustrated and want a piece of Killer’s cock,” Sam finally manages to say, making my sister finally laugh with the rest of them.
“I don’t see what’s so funny about it,” I mutter, leaving them to their laughter as I walk away and sit down on the bed with my head in my hands.
“Honey, you’re right, it’s not funny,” Shy says coming over to stand in front of me. “Why don’t you just tell him what you want. Killer won’t make you feel some type of way.”
“I can’t tell you guys what I want. How do you expect me to tell Killer what I want? I’ve never had a man who actually acts as if he cares about me. Neil, well, let’s just say he took what he wanted. I had no choice in the matter,” I let them know, hiding my head from their pitying looks.
“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” Sam demands from me. “Neil raped you. More than once?”
Nodding my head, I feel their arms wrap around me. For minutes, no one says a word. The room is filled with silence and a stillness I’m usually only surrounded by when Killer’s around me. When everyone pulls back from me, I see tears silently rolling down their faces. This is what I don’t want to see from them. Their tears for me or pitying me because of what happened to me at the hands of a bunch of assholes.
“Don’t,” I state. “I don’t want your pity or tears.”
“You’re so much stronger than you’ll ever realize,” Sam tells me, pulling me in for a hug. “Now, let’s get you ready to seduce Killer. He won’t know what the fuck hit him.”
The other ol’ ladies all nod in agreement. While I go in to take a shower, one of the Prospects takes some of them to shop. I’m not sure what they’re shopping for, so I don’t ask. Sam pokes her head in the door while I’m washing up.
“Make sure you shave. Everything,” she calls out.
I take the time necessary to make sure there isn’t hair left on my body other than my head. Once I’m ready to get out, I grab the towel I hung over the top of the shower door. Kim pokes her head in the door this time and hands over a robe for me to put on.
“What’s this for? I thought I’d be getting dressed,” I question her.
“You’re not getting dressed until the girls get back. Sam and I are doing your hair and make-up while we wait. Then we’ll call Killer and get him back here. They’re bringing takeout food with them just for the two of you. Rich won’t be in here when you’re having your time together,” my sister informs me before leaving