Four or Dead by G O A

Four or Dead

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It's been three days since my outburst at the Blood Lodge. I wanted to humiliate Alekos, to hurt him as he had hurt me, but now, I feel sad about saying those awful things to him because deep down, I do want..

a family and happiness. And once he learned I was not spying on him, he treated me well-he and Reyes. They might have fucked me and used me as a human sex toy, but they also took care of me, and snuggled with me, and fed and kept me company. And now I am stuck with Stefan who has barely said anything to me since we returned to the apartment. I am lonely and miserable because Alekos and Reyes have not shown up since Friday night. Not even a phone call to ask how I am

The truth is, 1 am more than miserable. I am in agony. The pain in my chest is so bad I don't have the energy to get up from the couch

Despite spending a lot of time on the couch napping or watching TV shows-alone because Stefan can barely stand looking at me I feel so tired

Maybe if I talk to Alekos and Reyes and tell them that I am sorry for saying that I hate them and that it was a lie, they will return to me

I don't have a phone or Alekos' number, but Stefan does. Maybe he will let me use it?

Somehow, I muster the energy to get up from the couch to look for Stefan and immediately get dizzy. I've mostly survived on cheap wine and ice cream in the past three days. My head is pounding like hell, Chapter 163

probably because I got so drunk last night that I even tried to kiss Stefan, but he pushed me away and yelled at me never to touch him again

Blinking away tears, I go look for Stefan. He is neither in the kitchen nor his room, so I go out on the terrasse. It is so hot outside, and the summer sun shines so bright it blinds me for a moment. I wait until my eyes adjust before I continue looking for Stefan when I hear his voice coming from the direction of the sunroom

"Took you long enough to realize she is not the one for us," Stefan says to someone

Is he talking about me? My eyes finally adjust enough to see him leaning against one of the crystal walls of the sunroom. He is talking on the phone, and our gazes meet as he says, "I will get rid of her in a bit and have the cleaning lady remove any trace of her from the apartment

Reyes he can choose the next bitch to open her legs for us.

bad, I feel I will have a

am done, I wash my face with cold water and look at myself in the mirror. No wonder Alekos does not want

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my cheeks are gaunt. If I was plain before, now I

hate

not for Wasp and the others, I might have gone to a national park, never to be seen

feel I can face Stefan, I get out of the bathroom. Unsurprisingly, he

Reyes wants you out of his apartment right now." His tone is so cold I am freezing, but I resist the urge to wrap my

feel like falling into a bottomless pit of desperation and grief. My ears ring, and my lungs suddenly stop working, but my voice is unexpectedly steady as I say, "Could you help me get out of the city?" He shakes his head. "I am not your nanny. You are a grown-up ass woman. I am sure you can figure things out." Snapping his fingers, he adds, "You have five minutes to leave before

he would help me, but he is kicking me out like Iam a rabid dog. "Could I at least have some money? Just enough to make

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a five-dollar bill at my feet. "This should be enough for the bus." He closes his wallet, then opens it again and

them? A cheap whore? This hurts so

the elevator, and when it stops and the doors open, the two women and the man inside it laugh upon seeing me, I go for the stairs. Instead of going down, I go up and

him the truth instead? Just

and Stefan. I just want to be happy. Am I so horrible for wanting happiness when others

bury my face between my palms, thinking

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of God. After cleaning my face with the sleeve of the shirt, I force

am a Daughter of God, and I shall not falter," I say under my

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front of the other until I get out of the building and turn to look at it for the last time. My heart bleeds, my soul