Ocean Of Need

51 🎁 Gift

June 23rd Continued...

As I make my way to the bathroom and Roxy heads for the living room, she yells down the corridor, 'I'm going to order in some sushi. Freya says it's your favourite.'

'Yum,' I shout over my shoulder.

'And after that we can either, get dressed up, go out, and get totally fucked up, or we can put our pyjamas on, stay in, and have a movie night. Your choice. What do you wanna do?'

'Movie night,' I say, 'The last thing on my mind is going out. I don't think I'll ever want to go out again.'

'Oh my God,' yells Roxy from the living room.

'What's wrong?' I shout running towards her.

'Look what Freya's done.'

'Fuck, what now?'

I rush into the living room, to see Roxy holding a beautiful graphite grey box, tied with a black ribbon, towards me. 'There's one each, this one's got your name on it.' She shoves the box at me then turns to the other box and rips into it, pulling out a beautiful dusky-pink, silk camisole top with matching shorts. She pulls out the card from inside the box, and reads it out,

If you're going to have a movie night, at least do it glamorously.
Yours, Freya. xxx

'Wow, that's beautiful,' I say, eying the lingerie. Only Freya could choose something so sexy, and yet so elegant. She's come a long way from her Brooklyn roots.

'Open yours,' Roxy practically screams with excitement.

I pull the ribbons gently from the box, and open the lid. 'Oh wow,' I gasp. It's the same set, only it's charcoal grey with a glimmer of silver running through it. 'It's gorgeous.'

I've never seen anyone so excited about a gift. It lifts my heart, to see Roxy like a kid at Christmas. I guess she hasn't had anyone do that for her for quite a while and I guess she can't afford to do it for herself either.

I think about Jameson and the gifts he showered on me, the diamond bracelets and pretty clothes. I feel a little guilty. Have I been so spoiled by my family growing up with all that money, that I don't appreciate the riches that have been bestowed upon me? Even staying in Freya's house, with the beautiful decor and the view of the ocean, has been wasted on me. I really must remember to take a look around every once in a while, and relize how lucky I am.

'Try it on, try it on,' yells Roxy, already half way out of her clothes. 'Oh, no, don't try it on. Have a shower first. Hurry up Lilah, quickly.' She shoves me towards the living room door.

I do need a shower. I can't carry on sleeping the days away, hoping I'll dream stupid dreams of you. I need to wash you off. I don't want the memory of you on my body anymore. I have got to get back to myself.

'I need to get fucked up,' I say.

Roxy nods, 'Yup. Thought you might.'

'And I need to get fucked. I don't want Mac to be the last one to have touched my body. I can't stand this waiting and aching.'

'That can also be arranged,' she grins.

'But no blue pills. I want to feel everything.'

She puts her hand in her tiny sequinned purse and pulls out a tiny paper wrap, and handing it to me she says, 'How about a pink one?'

I unwrap the wrap, take a pill from it and swallow it down. 'Where shall we go?' I ask.

She raises her brow, 'Where do you want to go? Unleashed? Dark Candy?'

You told me not to go back to Unleashed. You also told me not to hang out with Roxy. You told me both were dangerous. But you were playing me, so now all bets are off and I am hellbent on breaking as many of your rules as possible, so I say, 'Unleashed..'

I stalk towards the bathroom with my new outfit in hand and smile. This set of Pyjamas was not made for lying around on a couch....