Page 99 of Distortion
‘You should sit down.’
‘What did she do? Did she hurt someone?’ I can’t stop my voice from trembling.
They look at each other again.
‘Stop fucking doing that and answer me!’
‘No, she didn’t hurt anyone,’ Mav says, looking confused.
My body unclenches and I let out a sigh of relief. I hear the shower stop and my eyes narrow at them both.
‘If you two fucks won’t help me get her sent away, I’ll do it my damn self,’ I say, striding from the room and into Daisy’s.
‘Where are you going? Shade?’
They follow me and she comes in wrapped in a towel a moment later, stopping just inside the room when she sees us.
‘We were just leaving,’ Blake says, trying to push me out the door.
I level him with a warning look that makes him swear under his breath.
‘We’re not going anywhere.’ My dark gaze lands on Daisy, who’s looking guileless and innocent as usual.
But I remember how she was that first day. I remember her little act for my father.
‘Take off the towel.’
‘Sorry?’ she asks, eyes widening as she takes a step back.
‘Shade,’ Mav mutters. ‘I don’t think you should be?—’
‘Shut up or get out,’ I say. ‘This is happening.’
Her lip quivers a little. ‘What’s happening?’
‘You almost set the house on fire with those Pop Tarts!’ I thunder and am gratified by her flinch. ‘I know you did it to get back at us. The pledges were cleaning up the water for hours. It’s going to cost thousands to fix the water damage. The house got charged five grand already because the firehouse had to send a truck. They’re automatically called when the smoke detectors go off. Did you know that?’
She shakes her head.
‘Do you have five grand, Daisy?’
Another small shake.
‘Then you’ll have to pay the price for what you did another way.’
Her expression shutters immediately.
‘We don’t need to do this now,’ Mav tries, but I put up my hand to quiet him.
‘Yes, we do. Give me the towel, Daisy.’
She doesn’t move and I smirk.
‘Nothing we haven’t seen every day for the past month.’
‘W-what do you mean?’ she asks in a small voice.
‘Didn’t the guys tell you? We have cameras all through the house. In this room. We have videos of you, Daisy. A ton of them. We’ve seen you sleeping, getting dressed. Everything. The nights are getting colder, you know? Maybe you should get some pajamas, huh? But then I guess the rest of the guys in the house would rather see you sleeping naked. Right, Blake?’ I smile darkly. ‘Blake showed them to some of the guys a couple nights ago. They?—’
