It's been three days since that happened and neither did Ryker landed in my room, nor did he try to notice me during workouts.It seemed like he had totally forgotten about my existence and I never reacted as well because I knew whatever it was, it was not real.He faked everything, said all those things that will lead any girl on. So, maybe he had changed his target now, who knew

"I tripped," I said, not wanting to have a debate over it. I know it wasn't a good excuse because just a minute ago Willow too couldn't satisfy him with the same excuse."Just like Willow?" He stopped walking when he was merely inches away from me. Good! It’s good he stands at a distance from me. "I don't know, I tripped and that's all I know." I lied again. My heart was beating in my head, like literally, I could feel my veins popping in fear."Show me your ankle." He lowered his head and stepped back to have a glance at my foot."It's not that twisted, I mean it just hurts." I didn't look in his eyes and mumbled awkwardly. Why wasn't he investigating me so much?I just wanted a day off, not really, but now that I've already made up an excuse, why not get a day off and rest a bit."You really think I'm a fool, Kathleen? ‘I could tell from his looks that he was pissed. Why he was so sure that I was lying? Because I came int

I got back to the apartment on foot and I can’t explain how bad my body hurts. I bet I was having a fever from all the stress and the bruises I got from earlier. I didn’t apply anything to them and dozed off soon after.I woke up in the morning and took a shower really quick. The scratches were still fresh and hurting, getting ready for another hour of pain with Ryker in his so-called gym, but during the time I was in the bathroom, I felt like someone was in my room.I hesitated to come out, wrapped in the towel because for obvious reasons. I changed into my gym outfit, wearing a sweater to cover up my arms to prevent anyone from seeing my injuries. When I came out, the room was filled with silence. He wasn't there, it was only my mind playing games. Was it true that he never came into my room? If so, then what was resting on my bed? It was a small box.I wondered how it came there because I don't remember buying anything from this brand of jewelry.

He ran his hand freely down my stomach and then pressed it gently. Honestly speaking, his touch was giving more like torture than pleasure. He had burned down all the bridges, there was no possible way I can ever forgive him. There is nothing he could do anymore to make me feel like he cares or is serious about me.He removed his hand off my skin and gulped while his eyes glued to my face. I felt like he was going to say something, but then he decided not to, which was great by the way because I was really not in a state of having an argument.He walked away from me and before I know, he has already left my room. I quickly put on my dress and sat on the bed grievously."I can't even run away, I can't leave my brother behind, what if Ryker call Irvin? I can’t defy Ryker." I uttered to myself. I mean, before this incident, I honestly thought Ryker just threatens me, but now my mind changed about him. He was capable of doing anything without fear

I walked to my closet, almost empty closet, but thankfully, I wasn’t worried about a dress for the evening. I had a perfect dress with me. I looked for some makeup and then somebody knocked on my door. I wondered who was bothering me at this time. Upon opening the door, I didn’t find anyone but I did find a first aid box. I knew who did this. I lifted the box and turned my face to the side and there he was; Ryker. He smiled by curling his lip up from one side and gave his brows a jerk.I wanted to give him a smile so bad, but my self-respect made me look away and get inside the room. I knew what was next, his text. It didn’t take much for my phone to ring again.Ryker: Apply it!Now that he had started it again, some warms inside me made me drag the subject.Me: What if I don’t?Ryker: Just ask if you want a hickey, no need to instigate me.