Page 51 of Psycho

I didn’t even know whatthiswas.

Desolation?

Hopelessness?

Anger?

Perhaps a combination of the three and something else. Something I couldn’t put my finger on.

All I knew was that I felt drained.

Life was hard, and it seemed to just have gotten harder.

I couldn’t even give myself time to think about the fact that my dad had just sold me out.

I knew he didn’t love me, but this was another low. And I knew I shouldn’t be surprised, but I was.

I blinked, trying to get my composure under control as I watched the road Micah took to get to… wherever the hell he was thinking of taking me.

We got out of Del Paso Heights pretty quickly, and the changes that came out simply from crossing over some imaginary line were so stark, I almost didn’t know what to make of it.

I didn’t get out of Del Paso Heights all that often.

Mostly, I was limited to where I could go on a bike, and the other times, Garrett had been the only one with the car, but he didn’t want to leave.

I shook my head.

I was trying hard not to think about Garrett and the thumb.

I wondered if my stalker knew. And what he would do now.

We drove past downtown Sacramento, where all the fancy businesses were lined up. People with problems I didn’t currently have went in and out of the shops, laughing with their friends.

I tried not to be resentful about the hand I was dealt in life, but sometimes it was hard to do, especially when I could see that it wasn’t the case for everyone else.

I blinked, and we moved out of downtown and into a more rural part of Sacramento.

The ten-minute drive showcased nothing but land and trees, and I didn’t know where we were, or if we were even still in Sacramento.

Finally, Micah took a left turn that was hidden by a huge rose bush, and slowed down.

I snuck a side peek at him before I looked to the front once more, just as he pulled up into a warehouse of some sort.

I didn’t say anything when he put the car brake on and shut off the engine, and neither did he.

Then he moved, climbing out of the car, and my heart fluttered at the sight and the unknown.

Micah came to my side, and he opened the door.

I looked up at him as he reached in and pulled me out of the car and into his arms.

I didn’t fight him.

I knew to save my energy, and even if I weren’t tied up and could outrun him, where would I go now?

We were in the middle of nowhere.

My bottom lip trembled, along with heavy shivers that raced up and down my body as he got to the front door.

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