Total pages in book: 161
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 149338 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 747(@200wpm)___ 597(@250wpm)___ 498(@300wpm)
He laughed, throwing his head back while we pedaled our bikes as fast as we could.
“You smell that?” Leo replied with a shit-eating grin.
“Smell what?”
“Smells like pussy to me,” he chuckled.
“I’m the pussy? Who had to save your sorry ass, once upon a time? I sure as hell wasn’t a pussy then, besides, you wouldn’t know what pussy smells like if it was sitting on your fucking face.”
“Relax, they’re not home, it’s barely past two in the morning. I’ve never seen your dad leave a party first. He knows better than to turn his back to anyone,” he chuckled. “Alright, bro, this is my street. Talk to you tomorrow.”
Leo disappeared into the darkness as I pedaled even harder and faster. Praying I’d make it on time. My heart was beating out of my chest, sweat pooling at my temples. My mind was already racing, imagining every punishment he could bring on me.
I opened the side door of the garage, breathing a sigh of relief when I saw their limo was still gone. Looking down at my watch, I calculated where the cameras would be directed at that time. I had snuck out often enough to know they were on a fifteen-minute rotation. I quietly walked in, making sure none of my dad’s meatheads were around. When the coast was clear, I ran up the backstairs, taking three steps at a time toward Amari’s bedroom. I wanted to let her know I was home safe, since she probably spent most of the night worrying about me.
“Amari? Sophia?” I called out, lightly knocking on her bedroom door a few times. “I’m home,” I whispered, knocking again before opening the door. “I’m coming in. You up?”
More silence.
I looked around the dark room not finding them anywhere. Her bed was still made from this morning. “Where the hell are they?” I asked myself.
Amari hated staying up late, she was always an early riser. Something wasn’t right. A disturbing, unsettling feeling I couldn’t describe, washed over me. Before I knew what was happening, my body turned, moving on its own accord. I ran out of the room, making my way down the long, narrow hallway toward my bedroom. All I could hear were the sounds of my footsteps echoing off the walls. My shoes pounded into the floor, one right after the other. I couldn’t get to my room fast enough.
“Amari!” I was calling out her name before I had even made it into my bedroom. “Amari, where the fuck are you?” I shouted, when I found my room empty, too.
Our house was fucking huge, but we never strayed too far from our bedrooms. They were the only rooms in the house with no cameras watching our every move. At least that’s what our mother told us. Who knows if it was true. I ran out of my room like a bat out of Hell, desperately needing to figure out where my sister and Sophia were. If anything bad happened to them, I’d be responsible for it. I’m the one who made the choice to leave them home alone with the bodyguards.
The sick feeling in my stomach intensified with every menacing thought crossing my mind. I ran faster, only stopping to check rooms. The silence was deafening all around me. I never realized how quiet our house was at night, or how every little shadow simply heightened the darkness, lurking in every corner I ran passed. The only sounds that could be heard were resonating off of my body. My adrenaline hammered so fucking hard while every room I looked in turned up empty.
“Amari! Sophia!” I screamed, knowing it was useless. The walls in our house were all soundproof.
I stopped in the living room, hunched over with my hands on my knees, hyperventilating to the point of pain. After checking every last inch of the house, no one was to be found.
No bodyguards.
No Sophia.
No Amari.
Just me.
“What the fuck?” I breathed out, peering around the room in confusion like they were going to suddenly appear out of thin air.
I felt my face pale. All the blood drained from my body, causing shivers to course through me. I shuddered, suddenly cold. The hairs on my arms stood on edge when I realized the only room I hadn’t checked was my father’s office. We were ordered to never go in there unless he requested our presence. Before I gave it anymore thought, I ran toward the other end of the house. Frantically trying to ignore the nervous and fearful feeling I felt in the pit of my stomach and focus on the task at hand.
My heart pounded so profusely I found it fucking hard to breathe. My mind raced and my chest heaved with each passing moment, escalating with every step bringing me closer to his office. Panic began to set in, and I could no longer control my thoughts from running wild. I anxiously tried to find my resolve.