Page 18 of Pushed Through The Dark
Chapter Four
Aubrey
The plane bounced lightlyas the turbulence made our flightless than comfortable. The men slept, sleeping like they had nothing to fear like they hadn't just purchased a woman and were smuggling her to another prison.
Another place with bars and chains and no exit no matter how much I might want to leave. I've been taken again against my will, pulled from one world, and deposited into another.
Why does this world hate me so much?
I knew exactly what was coming. I knew what was next. This was only a transfer of hands, from one master to another. Whoever Koa was, whoever he claimed to be, was merely a mask. I knew men like him, I've met them, danced for them, and been an object for far too long to not know what he was going to take from me.
They all take, that's all men like him know how to do.
Glancing around, I was trapped. There was no place for me to go. I took the opportunity to rummage around on the plane, but I didn't find anything I could use to protect myself or hurt these men.
Fuck.
Dropping into the seat, I curled my legs up and just looked out the window. It had been night for hours, nothing but blackness as far as the eye could see. My eyes were getting heavy as I watched my reflection in the small oval window. And then there was nothing.
No dreams. No thoughts. No wishes.
I stopped wishing a long time ago. Wishes were useless. They brought me nothing but more sadness, and they made me hate my parents forever letting me believe there was any truth to them.
"Wake up." His voice rains down on me, jarring me awake as he shakes my shoulder.
"Ah," I say, grabbing the cut on my arm.
"Let's go, we're here." Knox looks at me with a deadpan expression, turning and heading for the open door.
Glancing out the window, the sun is just coming up over the horizon, casting bright red and yellow arms out into the sky. Squinting, I can see seagulls as they circle overhead and white clouds as they float by slowly.
"Let's go," Knox says again, waiting at the door for me. "We ain't got all day."
Standing, my legs feel weak and shaky as I grab the back of the chairs and walk to the exit door. There's a small set of steps leading down to the cement pad, and Koa is waiting at the bottom.
"You got some sleep, that's good."
Frowning, I didn't answer him. The brightness of the sun hit my face, causing me to cover my eyes and squint. I hadn't seen the sun like this in months, it was so bright it burned my eyes. Moving slowly down the steps, my bare feet touched the cold pavement and a chill ran through my body.
Shivering, I wrapped my arms around myself and walked to Koa's side. Looking up at him, he nodded his head for me to get in the back of the blacked-out SUV.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked, letting my eyes flick between his. I'm tempted to pull them away, to dart them to the ground.
Fucking Virgo. . .I hated how much he stained who I was. This wasn't me, and yet I couldn't wash him off my skin or get his voice out of my head.
My eyes wavered, shooting around his face. The protective instinct to do what I've been taught is too strong to ignore. My gaze shifted, attempting to lower, but my head is stopped.
Koa gripped my chin with his thumb and forefinger, forcing my eyes back to his. "We're going home, little minx." He held my gaze for a split second, before dropping his hand and jerking his head again for me to get in the vehicle.
My body moved without warning, following his directions like an obedient dog. I hated it. I hated feeling my body react even when my mind said no.
He climbed in behind me, but Knox doesn't follow. Moving my eyes to the window, Knox is getting into another SUV by himself.
Koa noticed where I was looking. Shifting in the seat, he closed the door. "He's not coming with us." He pulled back his sleeve and looked at the watch on his wrist. "Have you ever been to America?"
