Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65039 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 325(@200wpm)___ 260(@250wpm)___ 217(@300wpm)
"I was just dry humping you at the side of your parents' house what are you talking about?"
And we'll be getting back to that later please God, that and much more, but later, after I've straightened your shit out. That much I was sure of.
"Yeah, and I'm sure you'll make yourself feel guilty for that later, like you've done with everything else since the incident."
"Why are you being such an asshole jerk?"
She clapped her hand over her mouth and I howled with laughter. I couldn't help myself, I rolled into her, taking her down with me as I rolled around on the bed laughing my ass off.
"See that bitch that was just here, that's who I want to meet."
I kissed her quick and rolled away.
"Come on let's go."
"I don't feel like going back out there."
"Too bad, you're going, your days of hiding are over, you didn't do anything wrong, you didn't go up the stairs because subconsciously you knew it was four of them against you, you had no weapon, nothing to fend them off, you actually used the only weapons at your disposal, the phone, then you used your head, another weapon, only of a different nature, so you see Angel, you weren't useless, you won in the end.
All we have to do now is deal with your misguided belief that you have anything to feel guilty about."
People were looking and wondering most likely what we were doing together since I had her hand locked in mine, I didn't answer any of the silent questions as we went towards the table where my crew and their families were sitting.
"Hello ladies, this is Katarina."
I introduced her to each of the wives before taking a seat and seating her next to me, my first inclination was to pull her down on my lap but I didn't think she was ready for that yet.
"I'm going to get you food, you want to come with or are you good here?"
She stood up with me, her face blushing red.
"I'll come with you."
"Hello Colton, Elena said you'd be here soon." Jennifer blocked our path.
Fucking bitch.
I felt Angel's hand twitch I mine and gave it a squeeze.
Jennifer's eyes dropped from me to our clasped hands and her face grew angry.
She opened her mouth to say something scathing no doubt, but was thwarted.
"We're about to eat, later."
The enigma that was my Angel dragged me off towards the food table leaving a stunned Jennifer with her mouth hanging open, it might be in poor taste but I couldn't help laughing.
I loved that fire in her, I will do everything in my power to draw it back out of her, to break open that shell and drag her out of it.
Jennifer wasn't going to like being dismissed like that but who gave a fuck?
* * *
"I do not like that person, she's so full of herself, I know she was about to start her 'who is this' shit again...oh crap, did you want to talk to her, oh my gosh I'm so sorry...I didn't..."
"Don't start second guessing yourself now, feel free to put Jennifer in her place anytime."
I wanted to ask if she was his ex or future or whatever but thought that was not my place, but then again the way he was holding onto me...
"Exactly what are we doing?"
"With what?"
I swung our joined hands up so he could see.
"Oh that, I'm getting you use to my touch, get use to it, there's going to be a lot of that in your future." He smirked down at me.
Gulp, why is it that my underwear always suffered in his presence, the old me would've voiced that question, the new me was a little more cautious...what Colton doesn't know is that there was more to the story, like the way people had turned against me and my mom for accusing one of the city's golden sons of something as horrendous as rape.
Donna's family had fled after her suicide, it was too much for two people who had had a late in life baby after years of trying
People had made accusations, like Donna and I had asked for it, some said we'd lured the boys to the house, two young girls alone for the weekend, looking to have a good time, we'd probably been drinking at getting high, you know how all teens are.I guess we were in to being beaten black and blue too since we were both almost beyond recognition by the time the paramedics showed up.
There was a lot of scrutiny about the way I dressed, and since Donna was no longer there to carry any of the burden, I bore the brunt of it.
My every move was scrutinized, the way I dressed, my hobbies, which were all Tom boyish if you want to know the truth, but instead of being seen as a girl who liked riding bikes or skate boarding, like so many others before me, I was now the slut who liked to hang around with groups of boys.