Ocean Of Need

❤️ 56 🎁 Gifts

June 11th Continued...

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

'Yum,' I shout over my shoulder.

'After that we can either go out and get totally fucked up, or put our pyjamas on 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 happening?' 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 silver box, tied with a pink ribbon. 'There's one each. This one's got your name on it.' She shoves a box at me then turns to the other one and rips into it, pulling out a beautiful dusky-pink silk camisole top with matching shorts. She lifts a card from inside the box and reads;

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

'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.

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

Roxy is so excited about the gift that it lifts my heart. She's like a kid at Christmas. She can't have 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. Was I so spoiled by my family growing up with all that money, that I didn't appreciate the riches he gave 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 notice how lucky I am.

'Try it on, try it on,' Roxy says, 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 don't want your hands to have been the last to touch me. I need to wash you off. Make you a memory. 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.'

'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. Handing it to me she says, 'How about a pink one?'

I unwrap the wrap, look at the pill and say, 'What is it?'

'Molly, but better,' she grins. 'But don't take it yet, you need to eat first.'

I wrap it back up and say, 'Where shall we go?' 

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, new outfit in hand and smile. This set of Pyjamas was not made for laying around on the couch....