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)
Now, right about now, you might be asking yourself, what the hell? You see, I’ve been here before. Betrayed, broken. But this time, I was older and wiser. Wise enough to know that if you keep letting people fuck with you, they’d think you’re a patsy. Fuck that!
I pulled into the driveway at Dad’s house twenty minutes later and ran up to the door to ring the bell. He opened it, and his face broke into a smile as soon as he saw me. “Hi, Princess.!” He stepped back to let me in.
“Hi, Daddy.” Thwack, I caught him around the knees.
“Alyssa, what the hell?” He went down hard.
“That’s for cheating on my Mama.” Thwack, thwack. I gave him a couple more for good measure. “Where’s that bitch you married?” The homewrecking skank came running when she heard the screams and caught one across the chest. “Alyssa, stop. Are you crazy?” Dad was trying to get up off the floor, so I laid one across his neck and shoulder for good measure.
The bitch’s daughter, the one that my father traded me in for that wasn’t even his, came running. Now, she was just a child when that whole thing went down, and so was I, so I slapped her face with my hand because fair is fair. “That’s for always gloating that my Daddy raised you.”
When she looked froggy, I just leveled my bat at her, and she had the good sense to step back. “Stay outta my way before I snatch you, bald bitch!” She thinks she’s Miss. Dairy Queen, so I know that would keep her ass outta my way.
I turned to my Dad next, who was trying to crawl to his bitch. “Bastard, because of you, other assholes in this town think it’s okay to trample all over me.”
“What do you mean? What’re you talking about? What did Denny do?”
I don’t know how he had time to talk when those two were caterwauling like scalded kittens. “Shut up, both of you, or you’ll get it again.” I pointed my bat in their direction and they had the good sense to pipe down.
“I don’t understand; what does this have to do with us?” I lowered my face to his.
“You were the first man to break my heart. I thought it only fair to start with you.”
His bitch Helen started screaming about calling the cops.
“You can do that. I’ll spend two weeks in the psych ward, then get out and beat your ass again. I want you out of my county, out of my town, out of my state. If you’re here within a week, I’m gonna beat your ass every time I see you. You and your fucking spawn.”
Since I had done all I came to do, I turned and left their house because I kinda think I had overstayed my welcome. I wasn’t worried about the cops; my Daddy had too much guilt to do that shit. And he certainly did not want me to burn down his house with him in it.
BRIAN
“Iknew we shouldn’t have left her alone.”
“We know Bri, you’ve told us a million times, now drive, hurry.” The women were in the car behind us, driving like a bat outta hell. We’d barely made it back to my place to conference when Dad called, sounding like he was halfway to dead.
All I could hear was the screaming in the background and something about Alyssa, and I just knew. My little sister has two modes: stop and go. When she does that calm, quiet shit, it’s never good. I knew this and still let her talk me into leaving her alone.
I’d failed as her eldest brother. She was gone by the time we got there, and as much as I needed to assess the situation here, I was more interested in going after my sister. But I knew I had to control whatever was going on in that house, or shit would go sideways fast. At least they were still breathing.
We hopped out of the car and walked into the house where Dad and his wife of fifteen years were sitting on the couch with ice packs. “What happened?”
“Your sister has lost her damn mind is what.”
“Dad?” I haven’t spoken to his side-piece turned wife in all the years I’ve known her, and I wasn’t about to start now.
“Alyssa attacked us. What the hell is going on?”
“She caught Denny cheating; you know how she feels about cheating and cheaters.” Dad looked hurt, but what the fuck did he expect?
“Does anyone need medical assistance?” My wife asked.
“We need the police.” Helen chimed in again.
“Dad, you gonna call the cops on my sister? Think long and hard before you answer.” First of all, this was the first time we’d been in his house in years. Once Alyssa turned eighteen and the courts no longer had a say, we stopped and that was a good five years now.