Total pages in book: 79
Estimated words: 80074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 80074 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 400(@200wpm)___ 320(@250wpm)___ 267(@300wpm)
I nodded again. I wasn’t ready to talk about it, and if he heard the tone in my voice he’d know somethin’ was up. Right now, he assumed it was school and homework. Havin’ no idea it was my whole world crumblin’ down on me.
Jackson and my best friends...
Wait, when did Jackson become part of my whole world?
“Is it that little shit, Harley?”
I jerked back. “What?”
“You heard me, baby. Is it Jackson? Is he pickin’ on you? Bullyin’ you? Say the word, sweetheart, and I’ll pay him a long-awaited visit.”
“Daddy! What does that mean?”
“Let’s just say that little shit would be grateful his old man is a doctor after I got through wit’ him.”
My eyes widened. He’d never spoken about Jackson this way before.
Was I becomin’ that transparent?
“Oh, Daddy... Jackson’s harmless.” I chuckled, comin’ to his defense as if it were second nature. “I’ve handed that boy his ass more times than I can count.”
“That’s ’cuz you’re a Jameson, baby girl.”
“Yeah, and we’re badass motherfuckers,” Luke added, walkin’ into the kitchen while adjustin’ his nuts in his gym shorts.
Brothers. Gross.
“Don’t let your mother hear you say that, or it’ll be my ass she lays out.”
“Then reel in your old lady, Pops.”
“Luke...” Daddy warned in that tone he used on my brother often.
Luke was always goin’ toe-to-toe with our father.
The Prez.
Ever since I could remember, he was constantly testin’ our dad’s authority. Plain and simple, Luke wasn’t scared of him, and our old man knew it.
“What? I’m just sayin’.”
“I know what you’re sayin’, and I ain’t the man you should be sayin’ it to. Ya feel me?”
“Hey, Daddy,” I intervened like I did every time, protectin’ my brother’s ass. “How we gonna go for a ride later if your other woman needs an oil change?”
“Headin’ out to the shed right now to take care of her, baby girl.” He nodded to Luke. “Make sure your brothers don’t kill each other over the PlayStation, yeah?”
“Got it.”
Daddy left, and I peered over at Luke.
“One day I won’t be here playin’ mediator for you. Better watch yourself, baby brother. Daddy’s put men to ground for speakin’ to him with less disrespect than you do.”
He shrugged. “I’m exactly like him. He should be proud.”
“Luke—”
“So, what’s this bullshit I hear ‘bout Jackson fuckin’ the babysitter and you catchin’ em?”
“How do you know about that? We don’t even go to the same school.”
“People ain’t got anythin’ better to do than talk. I hate that pussy. Want me to take care of him for you?”
“Oh my God! Why do all the men in my life think violence is the answer?”
“’Cuz it is. Quarterback my ass, he’s a bitch.”
“Stay out of it, Luke.”
“I will. For now. He hurts you again and I’ll teach him a lesson he won’t ever forget.”
“He didn’t hurt me.”
“Be careful, big sis. Your nose is growin’.”
I didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anythin’ at all.
With that, he turned and left. Walkin’ toward the game room, hollerin’, “Owen! Hand over that remote, or I’ll shove it up your ass!”
“Eat shit! I was here first!”
I rolled my eyes.
Boys.
I was over every last one of them, includin’ my best friend. Grabbin’ an apple from the fridge, I shut the door and made my way up to my room.
Never, ever, expectin’ what happened next...
<>Jackson<>
Then: Sixteen years old
The Gremlin could push my buttons like no one else in this world.
I waited.
Feeling as though I’d been waiting on daggers all fuckin’ day for her to say one damn word to me.
I fucked up.
I knew that.
But Jesus ... it wasn’t like I gave a flying fuck about Willow.
She had to know that simple fact, it was evident. I didn’t look at her, talk to her, treat her like anything other than what she was.
A piece of ass.
Harley knew that, right?
I was pissed beyond belief by the reckless act she pulled. Pedalin’ away from me like I was going to physically hurt her, the beast destroyin’ the beauty wasn’t who I was. Infuriatin’ me that she almost got herself killed in the process. But that wasn’t the biggest problem I had with her.
The little shit lied to me.
Keeping a huge ass secret that not only messed with my mind, but with my entire life.
I couldn’t believe she had been holding onto my DNA Dementia results for over five years, as if she didn’t hold my whole world in her hands.
My future.
Never once did she even spill a hint of having them. I was furious...
With her.
My mother.
My life.
The chaos I created by sleeping with a girl I didn’t even care about.
Cash fuckin’ McGraw.
I hated him more so now than ever before. He was the reason I was in this mess. It took everything inside me, every bit of restraint, not to knock him out today. Pussy boy was trying to act like he didn’t know Harley caught us. When he was the reason I fell balls deep into Willow’s pussy to begin with.