Page 171 of Hide and Keep

“Great,” I say.

He shrugs. “Good.”

“Good.”

“I already said that.”

“I’m leaving.”

“Not until you’re fully dressed.”

I rip my shorts and underwear out of his hold. “I wasn’t planning on it.”

“Good.”

“You said that already!” I snap, feeling the last shred of my control slip away, probably gone forever.

This is what he’s made me.

“You’re such a bitch, you know that?”

Yes, in fact, I do.

Ignoring Crue, I get dressed again.

As usual, my shadow tries following me.

“Don’t follow me right now.”

“I don’t have a choice. It’s my job.”

“I’m going to the atrium.”

“I’ll wait outside for you.”

“You can go get fucked.” Not by anyone else, just…himself. He knows that, right?

“And waste my cum on someone more deserving? Nah.”

“Joke’s on you. I’m gonna douche it all out of me.”

“Wait, what’s a douche?”

I finally open the door, saying, “You,” before walking out.

Ever doesn’t speak to me the rest of the day, but the next morning, I check the new shoes in my closet, finding one pair tagged in graffiti-style wording that says EVER MUNREAUX WAS HERE.

I knew she wouldn’t be able to resist.

With no notifications on my phone overnight though, I’m still worrying while waiting for her to come out of her room.

Thankfully, she does. And when she does, she’s cuddling the bear I gave her.

I’ll take that as a good sign.

“How about Art?” I suggest to break the ice.

Unfortunately, one withering look from Ever has everything freezing back up again, even the walls around us.

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