Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 76041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 76041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 380(@200wpm)___ 304(@250wpm)___ 253(@300wpm)
After we left and headed back I felt bad, no one was saying anything more about it but I know they were all thinking I was an asshole. I seriously needed to get my shit together and quick, I was spiraling out of control and I didn’t like it. Josh was right I’d given that bitch way too much time and energy, now I’m attacking strangers and shit. But something about that girl just got my guts in a twist; fuck if I know what that’s about.
Back at the house it was keep Matt occupied time, no one wanted me reverting back into my head. “Pool party guys and girls.” That was Joshua’s dictate as soon as we got inside. I was about to make an excuse and slither up to my room but one look at Carrie and I ditched that idea. She was expecting it. “Fine let me go get my trunks.” I headed up to my room with the Kadyn girl hot on my mind. What was it about her that had pissed me off? She seemed nice enough and the others sure liked her if the big ass tip they’d left was anything to go by. And just who was she? No one had thought to get those details and there was no way in hell I was going to ask.
I didn’t like the way she’d seemed to be ignoring me the last couple of times she’d come to the table. Or the way she’d said bye to the others as we’d left but not to me. What do you expect Matt? You were an ass to her and you don’t even know her. I could see her eyes though; there was something about them or in them that spoke to me. Fuck if I know what they were saying. A girl like her all tatted and pierced had to be a little on the wild side and that wasn’t for me. I like my women refined and genteel if you know what I mean. Yeah the last one was both with a heavy dose of evil thrown in for good measure. Just goes to show my judgment was way off. Best I stay away from that shit. “What are you thinking Matt? You’re not interested in this girl, besides you need time to get over the last fuck up.” So why was she following me around in my head, and what the fuck is that feeling that won’t go away every time I think about her and her damn eyes?
Chapter 4
It seemed like everything was working against me. For the next three days everywhere I went in our small town she was there and each time I saw her something inside me revolted. I didn’t look too closely at the fact that I seemed to be actively seeking her out, going out of my way to find her sometimes even. Neither could I shake the feelings that plagued me with every sighting of her, or the way I seemed inexplicably drawn to her. And when I saw her on that third day on the sidewalk cozying up to old man Stanley, the owner of the diner, my gorge rose.
They stood close together and he seemed to be whispering something in her ear before kissing her cheek. My hand was on my door handle and I was out of my car before I knew what I was about. I’d taken to driving a different car each day just in case she happened to catch me trailing her around town. With my fists folded I walked across the street still staying mostly to the shadows. They said their goodbyes and for a moment I was actually tempted to confront the older man, but why? What gave me the right and why did I even care? I had no answer for my questions I just knew that I did. If I didn’t know any better I would think I’d finally cracked up, that the pressures of the past few months had finally taken their toll on me. But my life had been evening out here lately in the last couple of days so that couldn’t be it.
She went left and he went back inside the diner, neither of them noticed my approach. I followed her down the sidewalk keeping a safe distance between us until we reached the corner and I jogged to catch up. Now don’t ask me why, I don’t know this girl from a hole in the wall, but I wanted to shake her and yell at her for no apparent reason. That prickling feeling under my skin and racing heart returned and just served to piss me off farther. Why should she affect me like this? Who was she, and why now? The last thing I wanted or needed was to get tangled up in some mess with some tatted up chick who was probably only here for the summer. That was another thing that was bothering me, I’m not one to judge others but from the moment I first laid eyes on her it seems that’s all I’ve done. Seeing her all up close and personal with the old guy didn’t help that situation much either.