71 - Becca

The light breeze of the night gently touched our faces through the car's open glass. Friederich was next to me in the back seat, while Tyler was driving and Sawyer was by his side, in the passenger seat. The two most of the time looked at each other and made some signs with their heads.

I hated this habit of talking in codes, the worst thing was that I seemed the only one not to understand anything, since Friederich also made some signs and then stared at me, as if he said to be calm, that it would be no big deal. Since I became aware of Joana's existence, I could no longer be calm.

Even on our way back to my hometown, I ended up looking on every corner for some blue-eyed brunette who looked like her. The problem is that there were many.

Friederich had not yet told me the reason for Joana's fit of fury, not even how they met. Something inside me said that she knew him the same way I did, being a submissive.

I faced the landscape that passed quickly in blurs that made me dizzy. Frieder