Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 68066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Again, I did you a favor. When are u going to thank me? I’m just looking out for the people who have to stare at u wearing makeup, Gremlin. You remember Greta the Gremlin? Well, she looks way better with makeup on than u do.
As for the Jackson Blockers, that was just an added bonus.
By the way, you missed a great time last night at the festival. Sucks your daddy didn’t let u come out. Shiloh said u didn’t understand how your old man found out Brody “likes” u.
It came from me.
You’re so welcome.
With all my hate for u,
Jackson
P.S. It doesn’t matter how many times u tell me I wasn’t your first kiss. I was and there’s nothing u can do to change that.
P.S.S. Brody’s tongue was definitely deep down into Dixie’s throat. He was getting all up in there. I heard they went to second base. Since u don’t even have boobs, I can see why he went for someone who actually looks like a girl.
P.S.S.S. MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS.
If I ever do get a dog, it will be purebred and bought from a private breeder. Why? Cuz they’re better. Just like I am compared to u.
<>Harley<>
2-24
Dear Jackson “I still hate you” Pierce,
Congratulations on your new baby sister.
I know it was really hard on your mom and family to have her, but babies are always a blessing. It was what your mom wanted too. Even though the doctors, the specialists, and your daddy said it wasn’t a good idea, she wanted to complete your family.
It’s what mommas do. Their kids always come first, no matter what, and your mom is no different. Aunt Skyler told me your momma said she wanted to leave your daddy with the kids they always wanted. The baby girl they always dreamt about. She thinks God wanted it that way too.
I’m telling u this cuz I know you’re upset Journey's birth is making your mom leave faster, but it’s not her fault. It’s not even your dad’s. It was her choice, Jackson. I saw how much she fought everyone on it. There was no telling her she wasn’t having your baby sister.
Your parents are lobsters. They love each other like Beauty and the Beast. They will forever be soulmates. In case u didn’t know, it’s true. It don’t matter if she’s alive or gone, she will always live in everyone’s hearts.
Please don’t forget that.
I love the name Journey. I got to hold her yesterday. She’s the third baby I’ve ever held, other than my brothers. She’s so tiny and smells so good. I don’t know how she is related to u, cuz she’s awesome and u suck so bad.
I want u to know I still hate u with all my heart and soul. U are evil to the core, Jackson Pierce. But if u ever need someone to talk to or yell at again... I’m here.
Just don’t make me cry or else I’ll teach Journey how to kick u in the nuts, and then u will have two girls that own your balls.
Not love,
Harley
P.S. Your mom is in my thoughts and prayers.
For the first time in over two years, Jackson didn’t write me back. I didn’t realize this until I was older, but what happened next in his life, changed him in ways I never saw comin’.
He went from the boy I always hated, to the guy I’d eventually...
Fall head over heels in love with.
Chapter 13
<>Jackson<>
Then: Twelve years old
With my brother, our father, and my one-month-old baby sister in my arms, we walked toward the room that had become a home to the woman I know longer knew. There was nothing left of my mother, our mother, his wife.
Journey had taken it all.
I held her tighter, needing her now more than ever before.
The entire time my mom was pregnant, I hated Journey just as much as I did Harley.
However, the second I saw her sleeping in the hospital nursery, I was slapped in the face with the amount of love I immediately felt for her. Except it wasn’t until she was placed against my chest that I felt, that I saw, that I knew...
My mother would live on through her.
Journey Pierce was her legacy, and I instantly understood why she was so adamant about having her. She completed our family, when my mom was tearing it apart.
No warmth.
No happiness.
No mother of our own.
The hallway was long and narrow, making it feel as if we were walking death row. I guess in a way, we were. Nothing would be the same after this.
Not our future.
Not our lives.
Not our hearts.
This was our demise.
Our final goodbye.
To a woman who had already mentally died a few days after giving birth.
Words, tears, feelings wouldn’t change the outcome, and I refused to admit the woman lying there was my mother. She wouldn’t want me to remember her that way. Unrecognizable, a frail person wasting away to nothing as her body began to shut itself down. I had to remember I was doing this for Journey, she deserved to see her one last time.