Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 61082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 61082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 305(@200wpm)___ 244(@250wpm)___ 204(@300wpm)
I turn to Joey, who is silently watching everything.
“Piper, why did you hit her?” I ask, and my sister huffs.
“Because she’s a psycho. Why else would she do it?” Abigail swears. “I mean, look at her. She’s surrounded by men, and she wants to be one.”
“I do not want to be a man, thank you very much. I enjoy having a pussy.”
Merci laughs from behind me before she disappears into the back room.
“Why did Piper hit you?” I ask Abigail.
“Clearly, she has issues.”
“I’m really holding back from hitting her again,” Piper says to Joey.
Joey steps up then and stops next to me.
“Piper, keep your hands to yourself, and someone tell me what happened,” Joey orders. He points to Piper. “You first.”
“Your little sister her…” Piper says, looking to Abigail, “… was found snooping.”
“I was not!” Abigail screams. Too bad I don’t believe a word she says.
“Then she opened up that trap of hers and wouldn’t shut it, so I shut it for her,” Piper finishes.
“Abigail, what were you doing?”
“The only reason she isn’t dead is because she’s your sister,” Piper adds, looking at me.
“Thank you, Piper.”
“You’re welcome.”
My sister throws her hands up. “You’re thanking her? Are you for real right now? Thanking her for what?” She points to her eye. “For hitting me? Why would you thank her?”
“Calm down, Abigail.”
“Fuck. You. I thought I could rely on you. What a crock of shit that is.”
“Not everything is about you,” I snap at her. “Have you stopped to think for a second, not everyone’s life revolves around you?”
“Yours should,” she screams back. “You took my father.”
“I wish I hadn’t. I wish you had that scumbag back in your life so you would know what a piece of shit he was when he gave you again to the highest bidder. Maybe then you wouldn’t be so disrespectful, you little fucking shit.” My hands are bunched up at my sides as I fume, staring at my sister, who looks back wide-eyed.
“Oh shit…” Piper says.
“If you want a father figure so badly, go to a club and find someone to call Daddy. I’m sure it won’t be too difficult for you.” I turn and go straight into the back room, not wanting to deal with her a second longer. I have enough to handle with Scott still messaging me. The not knowing with him is what does my head in. He likes to wait until the perfect time to spring something on me. Scott is good at that. Hopefully, by the time he does, I will be ready.
Because, in reality, it’s simply a matter of time.
“Are you okay?” Merci asks as she pulls me in for a hug. “I’m proud of you. That sister of yours is a little shit. I would’ve smacked her long ago.” She laughs. I pull away, thanking her as Joey walks in. “I’ll just be out there making sure Piper doesn’t bury Abigail.”
“Thanks.” She waves me off, stepping past Joey and going out front.
“She needed to hear that, even if it was painful for you,” he says, sliding his hands into his pockets.
“I’m her only family,” I remind him. “It’s why I looked after her. I took away her other family.”
“No, you did what was right. I would have done the same, but my brother got to our father first,” he tells me. “Just don’t kill your sister… you may regret it.”
“I won’t.”
“You might. Feisty Adora, who doesn’t care about anything, is coming back.”
“No, she isn’t,” I argue.
Joey’s hands land on my shoulders, soothing the tense muscles there. “I know how to calm her down if that’s what you want?” His head nods to my pants.
“No, you are not going down there.”
“What about with my mouth?” he asks with a slight smirk. “It’s the respectable thing to do, to ease you from your anger.” His hand trails down my arm, then over my hip, to cup me there.
“You like to use sex,” I tell him.
I’m so tired of this.
“It’s what we’re good at.”
“You keep saying that…” I say, shaking my head. “Have you thought about what I want? Maybe I don’t want just sex…” I pause, and his eyes dart over my face before I continue, “Maybe I want more.”
“You never wanted to get married. What’s changed? You should be happy.” His hands leave my body and fall to his sides.
I feel the loss immediately.
“Life changes…” I whisper.
A scream erupts, jolting me, and I push past Joey to get out front.
Merci is holding Piper back as she swears at a smirking Abigail.
“I should put a bullet in her head.” Piper growls.
“No, you will not,” Joey states, coming up behind me. He walks over to Piper, grabs her arm, and looks back at me. “You handle your family… I’ll handle mine.” He nods to the door, and they both walk out, leaving Merci and me standing there with my sister, who is still smirking at Piper’s back.