Total pages in book: 63
Estimated words: 60511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 60511 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 303(@200wpm)___ 242(@250wpm)___ 202(@300wpm)
Elicea leans forward, Creed places his hand on her leg to stop her from getting up. “Maybe you should just call. If my brother were here, I would call him.” Tears start falling from her eyes, and I’m taken aback as to why. She gets up and excuses herself as she leaves.
“Her brother died, he was also her twin.”
Oh, that explains why she’s pushy about it.
“Do you think I should call him? You know what an ass he is. I mean he took Selena from me. That’s like me taking Elicea from you.” His nostrils flare at my words. “Not that I would and you know that, but who does that to someone they call family.”
Creed looks back over his shoulder to where Elicea disappeared then back to me. “I would bury you so no one could find you if you did that.”
I laugh because it’s true. He passes me a piece of paper. “Your choice. But if you need help hiding the body…” a huge grin forms on his face, “… call me.” He gets up walking away more than likely to go to Elicea.
Those two were made for each other.
I’ve never once seen him care about someone the way he cares for her.
“I didn’t think you’d call.” Mike’s voice is strained on the other end of the phone line.
“You’ve been trying to reach me, so here I am.”
“Is that all you have to say to me? No sorry. Nothing?” He harrumphs through the cell.
“I did nothing wrong, Mike. Maybe you should be asking your wife for the apology.” Walking back and forth in my house, I can smell Red from the last time she was here. I shouldn’t have driven to see her, but she has this way of making me not see straight when it comes to her. Especially, when I heard another man’s voice, it was too soon. We hadn’t ended it, she couldn’t end it over something I didn’t do.
“You didn’t do it? Are you joking, you deny what I saw with my own eyes?”
I have to remember he is hurting too, just like I was from the same evil bitch when she left me for him.
“And you would have seen the fact that I, in no way, kissed her back.”
“Is it your goal in life to ruin me?” he asks with such anger.
“You’ve lost it, fucking lost it. That’s what this bitch has done to you. She’s playing you just like she played me. But she got out of you what she couldn’t get out of me, a damn ring.”
“Fuck you.”
“Tell me… did you make her sign a prenup?”
“No.”
I laugh. “Good luck to you then.”
“Echo….” He goes quiet. I can only hear him breathing on the other end. “I loved her, and believe it or not I love you, too.” He hangs up, ending the call. I look at it unsure of what to say or even what to feel after that. It’s the first time in over twenty years my brother has acknowledged I am more than just the scum of the family. I can’t exactly remember when we stopped liking each other, but when we did I found new people, my friends, who have been with me throughout everything. That’s what I call a true family.
Opening up my last messages Storm’s name appears, and I know right then and there I want her back in my life. Red is someone who was put in my life at the perfect time and isn’t someone who’s after me for what I can give her. Or what I have. I like that the most about her, that she’s successful in what she does and gives everything her all. I can see it in the way she works and the way she fucks. Because she can fuck, and just thinking about it makes me want her right now. Now, I just have to work out how to get her back, because I have a feeling we’ve passed the sex only rule. I did that when I asked her to come to the wedding. I’m not sure if I did it intentionally, but I knew I wanted her there with me if I had to go through that pain. And I was right, she is the girl I want. It just sucks balls how it ended.
Fuck.
My.
Life.
19
Storm
“I don’t know if I should kiss you or punch you,” Mel says sitting next to me. I have to go back home, missing one day of work is bad enough I can’t miss any more.
“Neither,” I comment pushing her back, so she lays on the bed as I finish getting my shit together.
She’s looking up the ceiling when she answers, “He’s your ten. So what? Sometimes he likes to kiss his ex, who he may be in love with. So what? You said the sex is great.” She laughs.