Total pages in book: 154
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 142664 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 713(@200wpm)___ 571(@250wpm)___ 476(@300wpm)
She seems to think that she and Pete are in some kind of monogamous relationship when everyone knows Pete’s a player who fucks anything in a skirt. Whatever, I’m not about to let her ruin my high; she’s an adult, one that’s older than me, by the way; she can take care of herself.
MITZIE
Why do I always do this stupid shit? Every time I get too high, I go into a partying mood and forget what happened the last time we partied. I always promised myself that I’d never do it again until the next time it happened. But once the high wears off somewhat, I get very maudlin and hate everything about myself.
I’m not here to judge anyone else or what they do with their life, but there are just some things I am not comfortable with. I like to have sex with my man when I’m high, but that doesn’t mean I want to share myself with everyone who walks through the door.
When the orgy in the other room became too much, I left and went into the bedroom to get away. It’s not the first time I’ve seen Pete making out with someone else and had my high not worn off as much as it did; I probably wouldn’t have minded.
But as soon as I heard who was coming tonight, I decided I needed to pace myself. There are a couple of Lacey’s friends that have been trying to get me to sleep with them for years at this point and no matter how much I tell them that I’m not interested, it always seems to land on deaf ears.
I was in the room for no more than ten minutes when the door opened, and Pete walked in with just the two people I was trying to get away from. Before I could even say a word, Pete approached me, and before I knew it, I felt a prick in my arm.
“What…” Whatever he’d hit me with acted fast, or maybe it just mixed with whatever was already in my system because I was fading out fast. I tried fighting them off when the two men started pulling at my clothes with Pete just standing back there watching.
I saw him put a wad of cash in his pocket and felt something inside me die. I had no energy and couldn’t even cry out for help, not that anyone would’ve heard me over the loud music.
Just as darkness began to fall, I heard what sounded like glass breaking, then there was a scuffle, and everything went dark.
The bright lights of the hospital room hurt like hell when I finally came to; I don’t know how much later. How did I get here? What the hell happened? Where was everyone? All of these questions went through my head as I looked around the room.
This didn’t look like any hospital room I’d ever seen but somehow I knew that that is where I was. Maybe it was the smell or the sounds of the machines, I don’t know. “Good, you’re up.” I turned my head in the direction of that voice in shock.
“Alyssa, what’re doing here?”
“What do you think I’m doing here?”
“If you’ve come here to gloat, you can leave. I get it, you’re better than me, happy?” She got up from the chair and came to stand next to the bed.
“I’m here because someone who was raised by Corbin Archer shouldn’t end up like this.” I snorted and rolled my eyes.
“Good one. Your father didn’t raise me; he hated my guts.”
“What’re you talking about?”
“Oh, like you didn’t know. He only had one daughter, and that was you. He hated everything about me. All those times he took me out was because Mom made him.” Why did she look so surprised? “You didn’t know. Well, let me tell you, he hated my guts because I wasn’t you, his precious daughter. The only reason he ever took me anywhere was because Mom used to threaten your life if he didn’t.”
Why the hell was I talking so much? I never meant to tell her these things. It was bad enough that she’d won at life in every way while I failed; did I need to give her the final nail in my coffin?
“Corbin was mean to you?”
“No, not exactly, but when no one else was around, he never had anything to do with me. Like I said, he only knew I was alive when Mom forced me on him. That’s why I hated you so much. It took me a long time to realize that it wasn’t you I should be hating. It was my own mother.”
“She’s the one who took me away from the father who loved me and tried to give me yours. Now my father hates me too. Are you satisfied? Why don’t you get out of here and go back to your perfect life?” I turned my face away from her, feeling empty and alone.