Chapter 3

SAMANTHA'S POV

As I tried to make sense of what had transpired all but a few moments ago, my thoughts wandered to Maeve. How could I have completely forgotten about her? Was I insane?

Not only had I given my virginity to a strange yet sexy man but I had forgotten my sister. I asked myself If I was truly insane.was I?

That remained up for verdict but I had to get out of this room. It felt so serene and cold that being alone in here felt eerie. Tossing the wad of cash that the stranger had arrogantly thrown to me like I was some prostitute onto the bedside table, I got into my jeans.

The sharp pain between my legs reminded me of the numerous times he had rammed into me. He had been insatiable. Glancing around the room for an exit point, I headed to the bathroom to wash away all the grime and sweat that had stuck to my body.

Looking at the mirror I noticed all the bite marks and scars where he had nibbled and held so tightly. Ashamed now, I hopped into the shower, willing the thoughts of the night to wash away as the water ran hotly down my body.

My mind trailed back to last night...

***FLASHBACK***

'From the way he had caressed me to the way his finger slipped inside me eliciting a moan from me. His lips trailed kisses down my breasts down to my abdomen before finally settling in between my legs. I let out a sigh as his tongue touched the crevice of my slit. My fingers fisted in my hair as he moved in and out making sure to get every nook and cranny before biting down hard.

He continued his assault of pleasure for a while before deciding that I was ready for him. Parting my thighs open he laid in-between them, rounding my legs to rest behind his body before pulling me up in a sitting position.

My hips were pressed on either side of his and my opening was placed directly on his groin.

"You're so beautiful "he had whispered before sliding deep into me with one thrust. I cried out in pleasure.

***END OF FLASHBACK***

"What have I done?"I muttered to myself.

The feeling of guilt and shame washed over me as I ran out of the shower. Running out the bathroom door, I pulled on my gown and my boots. Grimacing at the large blood stain at the back of my gown.

'Could this day get any worse?'I rushed to the bathroom to rinse off the bulk of it but the stain had failed to completely fade away. Instead what had been left after my vigorous scrubbing was a reddened smear.

I limped to the door, taking one last glance around the room that would forever haunt me, I opened the door and left in search of Maeve.

It seemed that Maeve had left earlier last night. it was still dark out telling that it was still the wee hours of the morning. Grimacing as every step I took caused me a numbing pain, I walked back home. There would be no cabs by this time of the day and running was out of the question so I decided to stick to walking.

As soon as I got home, darkness was what had greeted me along with the silence in the air. All that resounded were the hooting of the owls and the flocking of birds as they circled away.

I wished I could fly away without a care in the world but that thought was quickly refuted.

I walked to the door but It was locked. Not surprisingly though. But knowing my parents there was no way they could go to bed if Maeve was still missing. I wanted to check but I was too tired to check. Making a mental note to look for Maeve in the morning, I pulled out my spare keys. Thankfully I had taken them last night. I opened the door as quietly as I could and walked into the house tiptoeing to the couch. I knew I couldn't make the trip back upstairs if what I wanted was to avoid waking the whole house up. So I settled on the couch, curling in a ball, I closed my eyes and succumbed to the waves of tiredness that had enveloped me.

"I told you that she would be back" I heard faintly.

"She makes me sick" I heard another voice say. That sounded like my mum's voice.

The voices echoed as I slowly opened my eyes to find my parents hovering over me. Maeve was behind them, arms folded and a look of disgust on her face.

"Where were you Samantha? "my mum asked.

I frowned in confusion.' what was going on?'I wondered.

"I went to look for..."I began but was quickly cut off by the sound of the ringing in my ears.

It had happened so fast. My mother's hand had collided with my cheeks.

Placing a hand on my throbbing cheek, I looked back at my mom to see the look of sheer anger on her face.

"How dare you use Maeve as an excuse for your disgusting...I don't even know how to say it"my mother said with venom laced behind her words.

Walking away, she folded her hands and paced the room behind my father.

"All I have to say is that what you have done has brought shame to our entire family," he shouted.

I jerked backwards in fear hitting the back of my knees against the chair.

"Dad, please I can explain"I tried to explain myself

"I don't know what came over me. I just know I couldn't control myself" I explained.

My father shook his head vehemently giving me a bitter smile. Staring back at me now, he gripped my hand tightly. I felt him squeeze so tightly that I knew it would leave a bruise.

"After what you have done, You still think that we would believe the lies that you tell us?" my father said through gritted teeth.

"What has she done?" our heads whipped around at the sound of Gamma Joanthan's voice by the door.

My eyes widened in horror.

I opened my mouth to speak but no words came out. Walking up to us now, Jonathan eyed the scene glancing from one face to another.

"I can explain"I began.

"You don't have to"Maeve finally spoke.

The corner of her lips widened in a smile as she pulled out the phone I didn't know she was holding. With a few clicks, she handed the phone over to Jonathan to watch.

I watched as Jonathan's face contorted from surprise to one of horror.