Chapter 7

Freya Rose

Mason quickly removed his hand from my jeans, and I scrambled to do them back up. I was pushing my back against the door, trying my best to keep Damien out.

“Shit, shit, shit!” Mason whispered in a panic.

“Quick, go out the window,” I said quietly while pointing to the open bathroom window.

“You can't be serious?” He looked at me like I was crazy, as we both pushed harder against the door trying to keep Damien out.

“You got any better ideas?” I asked him with one eyebrow raised. He shook his head while mouthing the words, one... two... three, then sprinted as fast as he could towards the window, before diving head-first out of it. I giggled and lost my grip on the door. Damien pushed against it again sending me flying across the bathroom floor and smashing into the bath panel.

“Freya are you okay? Why wouldn't the door open?” Damien asked as he came over to me and helped me up off of the floor.

“Uh, I don't know. I