Total pages in book: 48
Estimated words: 46448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46448 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 232(@200wpm)___ 186(@250wpm)___ 155(@300wpm)
It had been so humiliating, but at the time Matthew sounded so sincere. She hated herself for falling for the couple of lines that had been lies. He must have practiced them, which only made her feelings so much worse.
When she skipped a period, all she’d known was panic.
Panic. Fear. She’d been terrified.
While her world had fallen apart because of what Matthew had done, and then she saw him with other girls, she kept on pretending for her parents. They didn’t know their daughter was heartbroken and completely empty inside. They didn’t know anything about what she went through. It was why she was alone taking the pregnancy test.
Seeing that she wasn’t pregnant had been a huge relief. It meant she could move on with her life, and yet, here she was, back in Vale Valley.
Luna stopped at the edge of the front lawn. The one Matthew had mowed.
“Luna, I’m being serious. You haven’t— I was a mess back then. It wasn’t good. I know that. I can make that up to you.”
Their time together had sucked. It hurt. She’d hated it.
Damn it. Why did Matthew have to go and make such a stupid proposition like that? Didn’t he get it that she hated him?
This sucked. All of it sucked.
After storming up to her front door, she opened the lock, made her way inside, and slammed the door. She dropped her bag, kicked off her shoes, and went to the dining room table. After opening a couple of windows, as it was way too warm, she fired up her laptop and waited for it to load.
Her dad had just recently updated her laptop, so it didn’t take too long to load. Tapping her fingers against the keys, she brought up her latest document.
No title. Just several chapters she’d been working on. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard. She had so many words she wanted to write, but once again, Matthew was getting inside her head.
“Luna, I’m being serious. You haven’t— I was a mess back then. It wasn’t good. I know that. I can make that up to you.”
It was stupid, and she needed to focus. Having sex with Matthew would be a giant mistake. They weren’t good for each other, and she had sworn off him. That guy had broken her heart.
Going to the club a few months ago had been a big mistake. She didn’t even know why she’d been there, or that she witnessed one of the guys, Landon, she thought it was, claiming his woman.
It was a horrible tradition. One Matthew had told her about. How the men took turns with the club pussy, but when it came to their women, it was only them.
None of it made any sense, but she had witnessed it. A woman becoming a member’s old lady, and it was strange because it hadn’t seemed dirty to her. Sure, people had watched and it was weird, but the couple had been together. Just the two of them.
No one else.
“When I claim you, it’ll just be me and you.”
Matthew had been drunk when he said that. He’d come to her house late at night, throwing stones at her window. She doubted he even remembered this. He certainly never talked about it.
They had sex that night as well. Yes, it had been awful. So very awful. She’d hated it. He hadn’t known what he was doing then either. Matthew had wandered off after telling her how much he loved her.
Of course, the next time she saw him, he’d been dry-humping Lizzie Torres up the school wall. They’d been really into it. Lizzie had whispered into his ear, they’d looked at her, and then both of them had laughed.
Whatever.
She wasn’t— Matthew and she were never going to happen. Never. Not ever.
Staring down at her fingers against the keys, she gritted her teeth.
Then why are you thinking about it right now?
Luna closed her eyes.
It was stupid and completely idiotic to even think about. They were never going to happen. It was insane.
She shoved her chair back and went to the fridge. After opening it up, she took out a large bottle of water, cracked open the lid, and took large gulps from it. She could handle the thirst, and it was easier to combat all other memories with Matthew. All she had to do was think about how much he hurt her.
They were never going to be together.
He’s not offering you forever. He’s offering you a bit of fun. Do you really want to turn him down?
Even in her mind, she wanted to tell it yes, of course, she did. She wasn’t a doormat. Matthew had hurt her more than once in the past. He didn’t even know about the last time because he’d moved on after they had sex.
She wasn’t in love with him.
Then why did it never work with any of your other boyfriends?