Page 89 of Ryder
“Ryder.”
I blinked at her foggily. “Tori… I can’t move.”
She gasped and moved away from me, the loss of her body heat a shock to me, as my body seemed to cool almost immediately.
“Get these things off me,” I snapped, and she moved fast, grabbing a key, and unlocking the cuffs.My cuffs. I sat up the second she removed them, and groaned as my head started spinning, and my stomach lurched again.
“Jesus.”
“Ryder?”
She hurried over to untie whatever the hell was restraining my legs, and then I was free. I scrambled from the bed and hurried to the bathroom, reaching the toilet just in time, as my stomach rejected whatever the hell was in it. It felt like pure acid coming up, and my head throbbed in time with my racing pulse.
“What did you do to me?” I hissed, as I rested my head against the cool toilet seat, the room spinning again for a moment.“Jesus.”
“You wanted me to. It was your idea,” she protested, her hands twisting around each other, as I glared at her from the toilet.
“Bullshit. I don’t remember that.”
“Oh god…” She hurried out of the room, and I heard her talking to someone. It was almost too quiet to hear, but I heard something. I just had to stop listening, so I could throw up some more.
The next voice I heard wasn’t hers. Heavy footsteps approached me, and I heard a curse.
“Jesus Christ. You could have warned me the first thing I’d see was his bare ass.”
It was Ice.He came over to crouch beside me.
“Brother, you’re gonna be fine, okay? I’ll help you back to bed, and we’ll get you some water. Tori? You get him a glass of water, love.”
“NO! Don’t let her do it.” I didn’t trust her anymore, because she must have drugged me again. It was so fucking obvious.
He got up and went to the doorway.
“How much did you give him, dammit?”What?
“You knew? You bastard!”
He came back, crouching again to put himself back in my eyeline.
“Look, brother, you’re not with it right now, but we should have thought of this. Memory loss is a thing with GHB. You arranged this with your lady there.”
I stared at him, as my stomach clenched again. Don’t be sick again, please, fuck, don’t be sick again.
“What?”
He nodded. “You came to me earlier today, and asked me to get you some GHB and Viagra. I dropped them off a few hours later.”
I was shaking my head, no matter the risk to my damn stomach and equilibrium.
“This is insane. Why the hell would I do that?”
He reached out to grab my shoulder, and then frowned, and pulled his hand back.
“You wanted Tori to feel safe. You wanted to give her a scenario where she could be with you, and not be afraid.”
Fuck… it was starting to sound vaguely familiar all of a sudden.
“Jesus.”
