Chapter 20 I Get To Choose?

• My steps were measured, my heart beating loudly in my chest the nearer I got to my room. I knew what awaited me wasn't something I would enjoy, not with the way he looked at me before he left the car.
• I stopped in front of the door and drew a breath before I closed my palm around the handle and turned it, pushing the door open. I stepped in and closed the door before I looked up, all the blood draining from my face at the transformation. My room, the one I spent my years in, wasn't as innocent as it was back then, pink bed covers, golden curtains, brown tiles and pink teddies on the bed. It felt like I got transported to a place different from the one I knew. The bright colours had all been changed. Everything was now made of freaking black!
• Gulping, I went further, my eyes taking everything else in as cold sweat broke out on my forehead. I wasn't naïve enough not to know what most of the things on the bed were used for. The toys weren't the normal ones a sane person would have in their room. Cuffs, dildos so big they looked unreal, vibrators with unusual curves, whips, leather belts, chokers, feather whips, chains, and a strange bottle of blue liquid.