Monsters' Gift (Crude Hill High #2) - Sam Crescent Page 0,69
little piece of you in some way.”
I thought I would’ve scared her with this, but instead, it had done the opposite. She threw herself into my arms and I lifted her, carrying her through to my bed. This was my dream. To have her in my arms, to make love to her, and every chance I got, to make her mine.
My dream had finally come true.
Chapter Seventeen
Emily
They had locked me in my fucking bedroom.
I tried the door for a second time and stepped back, even angrier than before. Caleb had come marching in the door because there had been a sighting of their fathers with a small army. To save me or to keep me safe, they’d locked me in my bedroom like I was some spoiled child.
I slammed my hand against the wood. Drake was nowhere to be seen. There was a guard outside my door, who’d been told to ignore all of my requests.
Annoyed, I used my foot and tried to kick it in.
Nothing.
“Fucking assholes.” I was so pissed. “If you think you are going to get to sleep with me, you’re so wrong. Do you hear me? I don’t care who hears. You’re not coming near me. none of you are.”
Again, I slammed my hand against the door.
Stepping back, I took a deep breath.
Sitting on the end of my bed, I ran my hands down my thighs. They wanted to play at protectors, that was fine, but I should get the choice of how I stay safe, and being locked in my bedroom wasn’t going to cut it.
The house was already driving me crazy.
I stretched my neck to the left and the right. Taking a deep breath, I turned toward the doors overlooking the garden.
“Don’t do it, Emily. Don’t do it.” I spoke the words aloud even as I walked toward the door. I put my hand to the cold glass.
I’d been too busy fighting with Caleb to even give these doors a thought. Had he?
I didn’t know.
Licking my lips, I tested the handle and laughed, quickly slapping my hand over my mouth to keep quiet. I looked toward the door, expecting the guard to come in at any moment to take all of this away from me.
He didn’t.
Opening the door, I stepped out onto the balcony. It had started to get cold and the wind took me by surprise. The drop wasn’t too far. If I was careful and lowered myself down, I’d make it.
But, just in case, I rushed back into the bedroom, stripped the bed down, and grabbed the sheet. I tied it around one of the balcony’s posts. I was being completely irrational, but Caleb had taken this one step too far.
I got it. They were all worried about me. I accepted that, but I was not going to be a prisoner in that house anymore.
I’d tasted freedom and I wanted it back. There were many things I could live with. Their reputation, what they did to stay in control. I could handle all of it, but being a prisoner, not happening. Not anymore.
Climbing over the balcony, I grabbed the sheet, knowing if I fell wrong, I was so going to suffer for it.
Why was I doing this?
I was afraid of heights at the best of times.
Taking a deep breath, I tried to shimmy down, but I felt the blanket move. As I looked up, sure enough, the knot wasn’t strong enough.
Before I even had time to move, it was untied and I fell down, hitting the ground beneath me. I rolled over with a groan, wanting to go back five minutes to remind myself I wasn’t some kind of wall-scaling expert. I was a human.
I didn’t have much time to lick my wounds or revel in the pain. Voices came closer and I got to my feet, moving into the shadows. Guards passed and I just hoped they wouldn’t catch sight of the blanket.
They didn’t show any signs of seeing me.
When they were out of earshot, I moved out of the shadows, coming away from the wall, and I smiled. So far, so good.
Now, all I had to do was make a run for it. I’d show them. I’d show all of them.
I made it around to the main drive, seeing four cars parked in the driveway.
Rather than attempt to run on foot, I tried each door. Getting to the last one, I slid into the driver’s seat and looked for the keys. When I found them, I smiled.