Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 77372 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 77372 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 387(@200wpm)___ 309(@250wpm)___ 258(@300wpm)
“Not on your fucking life Daimon. That’s giving you way too much power. I'm only playing your girlfriend. You don’t need to know everything,” I hissed. A muffled fuck came out of him as he stood quietly glaring at me.
“Is this why, Addie? Is this why you didn’t go to Yale? Is this why you work as much as you do?” Daimon barked after a few minutes of silence.
“I do what I have to for those I love. I work because my dad can’t,” I choked out.
“So sell the damn thing!” Daimon yelled in a hushed voice.
“Don’t you think I’ve tried? He doesn’t want to,” I snapped.
“You have to be fucking kidding me right? You’re telling me you work every fucking day in that shithole so your dad can do what, Addie? Make money?” he challenged.
“This is of no concern to you. Why do you even care what we do? In a few weeks this will be all over and I won’t need to even see you nor will you need to see me,” I said coldly. He brooded as he looked at me his lip twitching.
“Anything to do with you, concerns me,” Daimon said fiercely.
“Why?” I bit out. “Why does it concern you?”
Daimon stood silent, his eyes never wavering. He let out a loud sigh and left me standing on my porch as he entered his car and drove off. I was completely stupefied by his behavior.
I reentered my house; my father must have gone to sleep. I went up to my bedroom to a waiting Sofia who looked angry as she sat on her bed waiting.
“So that was Daimon,” she spat out.
“Yes, that was Daimon,” I said, already annoyed at her.
“Frank…”
“Enough with Frank,” I hissed.“I don’t ever want to hear the fucking name again. Frank and I are done. We were done ages ago. So who I choose now is none of your business. I'm twenty nine and I'm not about to ask you for permission on who I date and what I do.” I unleashed all my frustrations out on Sofia; the girl pushed the wrong buttons at the wrong time.
I could see her about to cry, not because I yelled, but because she was frustrated. I knew how she felt about Frank. But Daimon was the one I was seeing now, I was seeing him for her. So she could go off and do the things I couldn’t.
“Fine!” she barked and threw herself onto the bed, turning off the light on her nightstand and burrowing herself under her covers.
SLAPHAPPY BASTARD
My time was always taken up by something and the only thing I had left which made me feel whole was running. I hadn’t been able to run since the moment Daimon entered my life. I was so angry at Daimon for so easily entering my home and finding my father at his worst. I never wanted Daimon to see that part of my life, afraid he would ridicule it like he did everything else.
“Earth to Addie! Hellloo?” I snapped out of my daze and saw Elissa waving at me.
“When did you get in?” I asked as I waited for Jace to finish up my drinks.
“A while ago, I was telling you I was pregnant and that’s when I knew you were off in your own land,” she laughed.
“What? Wait? What?” I freaked.
“Relax, I was joking, trying to get your attention. Come on, Addie. Me? Pregnant? Girl, I'm allergic to that,” she scoffed.
“Holy shit you scared me. You having a child would turn my already screwed up view on life askew,” I mocked.
“You’re a funny girl, you know that?” she teased.
“I try.” I shrugged.
“So are you ready for tonight?” she asked. Elissa had asked me to go out with her after work and I said yes. I figured what’s another day without sleep.
“Yeah, I am,” I said, still lost in my thoughts.
“What? Afraid Mr. Moneybags won’t let you go out?” she asked with annoyance.
“Hey! Owner of Addie,” she cried out. “You mind if your girlfriend comes out with me?” she yelled to the other side of the bar. I looked up to see an intense stare from Daimon. When did he get here?
“Why not?” he cried out. “It’s not like I can control Addie.” He continued to stare at me, fusing me where I stood. He lifted his glass and drank his alcohol, his eyes focused on me.
“Thanks,” waved Elissa. “I honestly don’t know what the fuck you see in him. Yeah, he’s hot and loaded, but man there’s this asshole vibe which comes right off him,” she said disapprovingly. “Addie? Addie? Are you even listening to me?” She pulled at my arm, taking me away from Daimon’s eyes. I half-smiled and shrugged.
“What is it with you and shrugging today? Are shrugs free? Is that it?” She shook her head.