Page 63 of Did They Break You

His brows pull together, but then his expressions clears. “I fingered you,” he finally tells me, and my insides knot up. He pulls my bottom lip down with his thumb. “You seemed to really like that, Remi.” He drops his head to mine.

I hold my breath, my arms growing slick against my chest. I can’t move my hands though, not without uncovering myself, and we both know it.

“You also told me you hadn’t fucked anyone else since me.”

I feel warmth on my chest.

“Is that true?”

That flush spreads down to my neck.

He laughs, his eyes scanning my face. “Don’t be so embarrassed.” He angles his head, his lips inches from mine, thumb still on my mouth. “I like that I’m the only one.”

White hot anger floods my veins. I want to slap him. But I just stand taller and he rears back a little. It’s easier to breathe with his lips further from mine.

“You weren’t, though, remember?” I speak through gritted teeth. “You weren’t the only one. Storm. Brinklin.Chase.” Their names make me feel faint, especially Chase’s. He was the cruelest.

I can almost hear it in my head, their hips against mine. I can see my tangled laces. Feel Cortland’s hands cupping my face as he let his friends have their way with me and I couldn’t speak. Couldn’t move.

“It was never just you.”

His eyes narrow.

“And I don’t remember anything from last night, Cortland, and you know what that means?”

He cocks a brow, waiting, but he drops his hand from my mouth.

“That means I wasn’t able to consent.” Even as I say the words, I know I’m bluffing. I’d never do this again. I’d never drag this out again. Never give Silas another reason to hate me so much. I’d rather slit my wrists than go through that humiliation.

With that thought, I think about the cuts on my arm.Did he see them again?

But before I can finish talking, before I can think that through, Cortland shakes his head. “No, Remi, that’s just not true.” He steps back, raking a hand through his hair. I see his bicep flex before he drops his hand. He glances back at the bedagain and I have a sinking feeling in my stomach when his eyes land on mine, a smile pulling on his lips. “You see, I thought you might do something like this.” He shrugs, his T-shirt pulling tight against his muscular chest, the tendons in his neck flexing. “I made sure I recorded it all last night. And I’ll have to check the video, but I’m pretty sure there were quite a few times when you said…” He steps close again, placing his hand on my ribs, hot and heavy against my skin. The gesture is soft, but I know he doesn’t mean it that way especially as his warm, calloused palm travels down toward my hip.

He leans in close, his lips over mine, the metal of his piercing hitting my mouth. “Don’t stop, Cortland.”

He stares at me a moment, then he reaches for my hand, moving so fast I don’t have time to fight him back as he yanks my arm away from my body. I cry out, trying to cover myself with my other arm but I can’t. He flips my palm as he pushes his index finger against one of my cuts.

I tense and stop struggling, staring at his tan fingers against my pale skin.

He laughs. “You playing with knives, Remi?” He brings my wrist to his mouth and licks a line over the newer wounds.

It stings and bile burns up the back of my throat.

He presses a kiss to my wrist, then drops my hand. “Stop, or I’ll make you pay for it,” he says softly, then turns around.And walks out.

CHAPTER

SIXTEEN

REMI

My stomach churnsas I unlock my dorm room door.What if Sloane is here?My phone died overnight so I have no way to know if she’s tried to reach me. I walked back to the dorm, darting glances over my shoulder the whole way.

Like someone would catch me. Like I did something wrong.

I take a breath and push open the door, excuses on the tip of my tongue. But the light is off, and I slept late.With Cortland.

His arms around me.

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