Total pages in book: 41
Estimated words: 46881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46881 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 234(@200wpm)___ 188(@250wpm)___ 156(@300wpm)
Back in the room I sprayed on some of my Angel perfume. Couldn’t have my room smelling like a fuck. Then I called that idiot Liz to see how well my earlier plan had worked.
“So tell me, was he surprised when they put the cuffs on him?” I was feeling much better than I did after my confrontation with Jace and his hag of a girlfriend. Sex always did that to me. Even mediocre sex and anything that had no added benefit for me was considered just that.
“I don’t know they weren’t here.”
“What do you mean? I sent those stupid cops after them as soon as they left here. I wanted it done at school where everyone could see.” Why can no one do what I ask?
“ I don’t know and now I can’t reach Shayne it says my number was blocked.” Does she think I care about her stupid high school drama? My life is unraveling as we speak. I asked for one thing and nobody can get it right. To top it off I’d just given myself away for practically nothing and the stupid cops hadn’t even done their job.
I hung up the phone in the middle of her pity party as I tried to think. If the cops didn’t arrest Jace then I’d just wasted my charms for no damn reason.
I’m going to have to come up with another plan, but somehow he was going to pay for what he did to me today. And then after I take him back I will be sure to make him suffer for putting me through this.
Now I was feeling down again, that high I was riding only a minute ago was gone with the wind. I pounded my fist against the mattress forgetting the pain in my side from the hole some asshole had put there. “Ouch.”
I retrieved my little black book that I had conned my idiot mother into bringing to me here. If this fell into the wrong hands I could be in a lot of trouble, along with quite a few of our town’s more upstanding citizens. But no one knew what was in here. Mom thought her little girl was just worried about keeping up with her schoolwork, little does she know.
I heard footsteps approaching and snuck it back into its hiding place before getting back into character. Lying back against the pillows I let my face go slack and my eyes water just as the detective entered the room.
“Did you get him?” That was really good, just enough fear in my voice to be convincing. Maybe after this little stint I should look into an acting career after all. I’m pretty good at it. So far I’ve been able to fool everyone around me, everyone except Jace that is.
“We have some more questions. Are you sure that Sanders was the one who attacked you outside your room?” He took out his little book and looked at me expectantly.
“Why are you asking me that? I already told you what happened. Didn’t you arrest him?”
“No we couldn’t, there wasn’t enough to bring him in.”
“What are you talking about? I showed you my bruises and…”
“Yes but his fiancée was there and she swears that nothing happened, besides all that the captain has called us off I’m sorry.”
“Called you off what do you mean called you off, of my case?”
“Just this part until we can find out more. We’re still trying to find out who attacked you in your home and why.”
I wanted to rail and scream but that wouldn’t work in my favor. Up until now the cops have only seen the innocent little girl act, if I start acting like a crackpot now that would just defeat the purpose.
It seemed no matter what I did Jace was always just out of my reach, but wait… “Of course she would lie for him, she hates me, they both do and all because I didn’t want him anymore.” Cue the teary eyes.
“Look what he did to me.” Before I’d shown him the bruises I’d made on my arm, but these I was sure would get me better results. His eyes widened in anger when he got a look at my neck. I pulled the gown back in place and folded my hands in my lap.
“Why didn’t you show us those before? Look, I don’t know what happened over there. We were ready to take him in when this kid showed up…” He broke off and shook his head.
“What kid?” It better not be that Carissa bitch.
“This African American kid, they seemed pretty close, do you know who he is?”
“Track? What about him? He’s nobody what does he have to do with anything?” I understood his reaction. Track did have this way about him that was a bit forceful, but he hated my guts almost as much as I hate his so I never really got to know him.
He was one of the people who always wanted to take Jace away from me. And the way he looks at me, almost as if he could see right through me. Still, I didn’t see why the detective should be wary of him. He was just a troubled kid after all.
“I’m not sure, but he seemed to know…it doesn’t matter now. I’m gonna have to take pictures of your neck. I sure wish you had shown us those before. I’m pretty sure the captain wouldn’t have called us off no matter who that boy’s daddy is.”
“I didn’t tell you because, well, I thought the others were enough and I’m kinda embarrassed.” I played with the neckline of my soft gown and watched his eyes follow the action. I was almost tempted to cry rape but thought better of it. That shit would become too messy.
“You have nothing to be embarrassed about. If that boy attacked you then the fault is all his.” I knew this one was easy. I also knew he wasn’t supposed to be here without his partner but here he was. I can work with that. He’s kinda cute and his body ain’t half bad. Maybe…