Sinful Mates 1-3

chapter 20

　　After a few minutes, I could hear a low whining coming from outside the bathroom door. Reaching out the shower door, I opened the bathroom door before turning back to rinse the shampoo that was now burning my eyes. Opening my stinging eyes, the dog was watching me through the shower screen.

　　“You know it is rude to stare,” I tell it. It cocks its big head to the side, not fazed by my comment. Feeling its eyes on me, I rush to get out. I don’t know why but sometimes his gaze makes me feel a little uneasy. It’s almost humanlike. Wrapping the towel around me, I get out and dig through the draws finding an old shirt and a pair of panties. Slipping them on, I walk back out and find the bottle of tequila I was drinking the night before. Maybe I was developing a problem, but I couldn’t sleep without it. The nightmares were terrible, reliving the night my mother passed over and over again. The alcohol helped make sleep come easier now. I went to pour it in a glass but seeing only a quarter of the glass bottle left, decided to just drink it straight from the bottle.

　　Tipping the bottle to my lips, the stray walked over his fur brushing against side. He sat at my feet staring up at me. I took a swig from the bottle, coughing from the intense burn it left in my throat. The cough would go after another mouthful. A few more and it would be like drinking water. Come to think of it, I needed to find another way to me sleep. I keep doing this, I may just become an alcoholic like my mother. The dog whined when I took another big mouthful. “What? Don’t look at me with those judging eyes. You really do remind me of Tobias when you do that.” The dog pulled at my shirt with his mouth, tugging me out of the kitchen. Grabbing the bottle, I walked over and grabbed a blanket out of the linen cupboard before opening the doors leading outside in case the dog needed to pee during the night. Curling up on the lounge, the dog jumped up beside me.

　　Watching TV and drinking, after a while my eyelids started to get heavy. I knew sleep wasn’t too far off. I couldn’t be bothered to get up and sleep in the bed that was way too big for one person. Instead I stayed on the lounge with my furry hot water bottle. His head resting on my hip, eventually I fell into a dreamless sleep.

　　The next morning, I awoke, and the dog was gone. I looked in every room but couldn’t find him. He must have left. I hoped he would come back, but he didn’t return. Rushing around the house trying to find something clean to wear, I had ten minutes before Theo and Tobias would be knocking on my door. My head was pounding, and my eyesight was blurry. I could feel a migraine coming on. I was looking for some Panadol when the Tobias walked in followed by Theo. How did they get in, they didn’t even knock?

　　“Good morning, Imogen. I hope you’re decent,” Theo’s voice sang out. I wasn’t decent, I was still running around like chook with its head chopped off, trying to find some clothes. “I’ll be out in a minute” I sang out from my bedroom. I really needed to do some washing. Digging through my oversized handbag, I tried to find Panadol anything to get rid of this bloody headache. After a few minutes, Tobias must of have got tired waiting because he burst through my bedroom door. I yelped and tried to cover my bare legs that were sticking out from under my shirt.

　　“How much longer?” he asked clearly annoyed.

　　“Just a sec I need to find some pants,” I said wriggling on the spot trying to hold the shirt down to cover everything.

　　Tobias walked into my closet and grabbed a black button up sweater dress of the hanger. Tossing it at me. “Here put this on, if you weren’t so bloody hungover you would know where you put things,” he told me. I just stared trying to figure out how he knew I was hungover, was it that obvious.

in a bun as I walked out. Theo had my handbag and keys in his hand, as well as some Advil. He handed me a bottle of water and the two of the

to get in. Not only did his driving frighten me, but I also didn’t think my stomach would handle the

roof of the car. “Get in the car.” I looked to Theo for help, but he was already in the backseat. “I think,

Imogen, get in the car,” he repeated, this time daring me to tell him

first time, I was actually thinking about defying his order.

me come get you, Imogen. You won’t like the consequences if I do.” I stopped frozen in my tracks.

toward the car; he didn’t drop his intense gaze. I quickly ran and opened the door. “Good girl,” he said before getting in himself. I climbed in and buckled my seat belt. Tobias started the car; I gripped the seat white knuckled the entire

bent over taking deep breathes trying to stop myself from puking in the carpark. Tobias got out. Seeing me bent over slapped my arse

his back. Theo chuckled at me before he chased after Tobias, leaving me in the carpark by myself. As I am walking

Theo and Tobias leave. Once they were out of sight, he turned back to me. “So where did they put you?” he asked. I rolled my eyes. I should feel angry at Tom, but I know his heart was in the right place. “At

It’s not the best neighbourhood for someone like us to be in.” I stared confused. Someone like us.

is one of the safest areas there is around

suppose you’re right dear. Don’t mind me, I just get worried about you.” I

　　“Imogen, hurry

　“Shit, got to go, Tom,” I sang at as

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