“I was locked in a church basement and only arrived here about a week ago. My mother, Tina, and her boyfriend, Jed, beat me until I died. The boys showed up and killed them, I was reborn and now we are here,” I explained simply.
“They are saying they got the information from one of the co-owners of the rental dwelling.”
“So one of his lackeys,” Marco snarled.
Croy was still staring at me with really wide eyes. I squeezed his hand and he simply muttered a curse before pulling me close and burying his nose in my hair. They were always doing that. I hoped my hair smelled good.
“We need to get back,” I murmured.
Marco was on the phone talking to someone as Henry called for Atlas. The man showed up looking aggravated, but pressed a kiss to my forehead before they started to talk about things I wasn’t well versed in. Croy even joined in. I shook my head and decided to do something in the meantime.
I turned to go towards my room, both twins still sleeping, and got into the shower. I hummed softly, washing off all the sand and anything else from last night before wrapping a robe securely around myself. I’d never used hair product before and now that I did, I wasn’t positive how I hadn’t before. My long brown hair hung to my waist and I rubbed this vanilla lip gloss on before walking to my closet and picking out a comfortable outfit.
A pair of black high waisted pants and a cropped sweater in a forest green. I paired it with these shoes called ‘ballet flats’ and grabbed my purse. I wasn’t positive where my bag was to pack up, but I would probably just leave some of the stuff here. I hoped we came back.
This has oddly been exactly what I needed.
“Where are you going?” Marco asked as I headed downstairs passing him.
“I was going to ask them to leave us alone,” I stated.
Henry offered me a wide eyed look before Marco grinned. “Bad idea honey, trust me. They are vicious animals.”
“Marco,” I smirked, “you’re a dragon. They can’t be much more vicious.”
He shook his head, “come on, through the garage, we are going to head out as it is.”
“But the twins…”
“Are ready to go,” Ledger yawned.
I followed after them into the garage and Croy stopped, “I have an idea.”
Marco sighed, “I already know what you’re going to say.”
“What?” I perked up.
Marco cupped my jaw and searched my eyes, “they are going to expect you to be in this car, so I want you to go in Croy’s to the airport, is that okay?”
“Sure,” I grinned, “Croy is cool.”
“Kitten,” Sai scowled, “you literally have never used that word before and now you are using it on Croy.”
“Because I am cool,” Croy winked.
Marco looked at Croy, “if she is at all injured, I fucking mean even a papercut…”
“Marco,” Croy growled slightly. “She’s perfectly fine. I have no paper in my car and on top of that, I haven’t stayed alive as long as I have by being reckless.
Both twins offered me a searing kiss as Marco pressed one on my temple. Atlas approached and brushed his nose against mine, “stay safe, call me if you have any issues.”
I nodded, not really ever checking for my phone, but somehow knowing it was in my purse.
Sai approached, grabbing my hips and leaning forward, tugging on mine so he could invade my mouth, which had me shivering. Henry muttered a curse before pulling me into a hug, kissing my neck and speaking quietly, “you and I are having alone time later.”
“Oh, why?” I asked.
Croy chuckled, shaking his head, coming up behind me, looking at Henry over my shoulder. “Yes, Henry. Why?”