Chapter 48: Problems
Lilac
"Stop." I urged through a laugh as I tried shoving Jake’s hand away but it was pointless since he was way taller, and didn’t have to stress to reach the top of my head. He was laughing and so was I.
I knew he was doing this to get me in a better mood and I appreciated him so much for that. After I returned and bursted into tears before him, he held me till I stopped crying. Although I didn’t tell him what actually happened because it felt too shameful to say out loud, he knew something was wrong and still tried to make me feel better. I did tell him what went down between me and the brown haired guy though, and he claimed that it didn’t surprise him that much.
Apprently, Damien had always been undressing and fucking me with his eyes but I just never noticed till this very moment. I still refused to believe that, however I still feel appalled to this very moment that he asked if I’d like to have sex with him. He was clearly way older than I am, and I’m just seventeen. That should definitely not be something he’s supposed to be talking to me about, but of course I couldn’t dare to tell him.
"Are you tired yet?" Jake asked, pulling me out of my thoughts and I shook my head, leaning my head against his arm as a small sigh escaped my lungs.
I was already dreading what tomorrow has in store for me. Day after day, my predicament just keeps getting worse. The seniors here won’t assign me to the crown prince anymore, so how was I even supposed to report to the grand king? And the bald headed man tasked me with getting closer to the prince, a task that I believed was impossible from the onset and a task that I had no interest in doing because that felt like betraying the prince and I didn’t want to do that.
Another sigh left my mouth as I spoke.
"Life is so unfair to me." I mumbled, my chest feeling extremely hollow.
I miss my sisters so much. I think of them everyday, and I’ve been trying not to imagine if I’d never get to see them again and if I’m supposed to live the rest of my life here as a slave. The thought was so scary and depressing that I forced myself to stop thinking about it whenever it flashed through my mind.
"Don’t I know it?" Jake murmured in understanding. We were leaning against a tree just at the side of the path leading into the slave quarters. There was no one out there and the moonlight perfectly showed down on us. The weather was nice and I wished we could lay and sleep out here tonight but it was way too dangerous.