Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 68066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 68066 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 340(@200wpm)___ 272(@250wpm)___ 227(@300wpm)
She shoved me as hard as she could, but I barely moved an inch. Laughing in her face instead.
“I hate you so much.”
“You wish you hated me,” I baited, meaning it.
“Why are you such a bully?”
“I’m not.”
“Yes, you ar—”
I smacked her ass nice and hard. “Now that’s being a bully.”
“You fresh assho—”
“Alright, students! Break it up! The buses are here and it’s time for you all to go home,” a teacher ordered, while I blew a kiss and winked at Harley. Reminding her who was boss.
I owned her.
Now.
Forever.
Mine.
Chapter 17
<>Jackson<>
She backed away, glaring at me like a rabid dog.
“What just happened?” Shiloh asked, walking up behind her, grabbing her arm. “I was getting my books out of my locker.”
“Nothin’. Let’s go,” Harley replied to her cousin, quickly turning to walk toward the bus.
“You owe me ten bucks,” Trigger celebrated, knocking his elbow into mine. “I kicked your ass.”
I handed it over, mouthing off, “Don’t go spending it all in one place, ya hear?”
“That’s your girls’ cousin, right?” he asked about Shiloh.
“Mmm hmm.”
“You wish she was your girl,” Cash chimed in, catching me off guard.
Pussy boy wanted to go one-on-one with me now.
I crossed my arms over my chest. “If I wanted Harley, I could easily have her. Trust me, she’d forget your name by the time I was done with her.”
“You mean like your mom forgot yours.”
I jerked back like he had punched me in the face.
“Shit, man.” He shook his head. “I didn’t mean that.”
“Yes, you did. Man up, you fuckin’ pussy.” With that, I rammed my shoulder into his before confidently striding my way to the bus.
Trying like hell to keep my shit together.
That hurt.
Hurt so bad, I found it hard to breathe.
Bringing back all the times my mom raged, yelling I wasn’t her son.
“I don’t know you!”
“I’m not your mother!”
“Get out of here!”
“Get away from me!”
“I hate you!”
“Jackson, it’s your stop!” the bus driver called out, making me realize I was lost in my own mind the entire ride home.
I nodded, getting off the bus with Jagger by my side.
“You alright?” he questioned, looking worried.
“Yeah. I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine.”
I snapped, “I said I was fine.”
“Whoa.” He held his hands up. “I was just asking.”
I brushed him off, too pissed to apologize. As soon as we got home, Jagger was the first to walk in, followed by me slamming the door shut. The walls vibrated with the wrath I was feeling deep in my bones.
Livid from the turn of events. These emotions were playing with my head, and they were starting to give me whiplash.
I rushed into the kitchen, roughly throwing my backpack onto the island. Overhearing Journey’s wails rumbling out of her full force. Getting louder and louder from her nursery. If she didn’t stop soon, she was going to make herself sick.
I grabbed a water bottle from the fridge, taking it down in one long gulp. Dehydrated from the madness running through my veins.
“You mean like your mom forgot yours.”
“What’s up with you? Coming into the house and slamming the front door like that,” Skyler reprimanded, fueling the fire coursing in my blood. “Journey could have been sleeping.”
“I’d never hurt my baby sister.”
“Of course, you wouldn’t.” She grimaced. “Where is that coming from?”
Jagger intervened. “Jackson’s just being a dick.”
“Screw you!”
“Jackson! Jagger! What’s wrong with you two?”
“Nothing’s wrong with me. I’m simply stating the obvious. My brother’s being a dick.”
“Hey!” she scolded. “Enough of that!”
“Wow, Jagger, you actually spoke words today. I’m surprised you still remember how.”
“I’m just calling it like I see it, dick.”
“I’ll show you who’s a dick.” I moved toward him, but Skyler got in between us. Exactly how her niece did with Cash and I at school.
“Jackson, control your temper! I swear you’re just like your father.”
My mom used to say the same thing to me all the time, and the mere thought further pissed me off.
“Whatever,” I muttered under my breath, sliding past her to go to my bedroom. Where I could be alone with the truth Cash threw in my face.
“Jackson! What is up with you?!” Skyler called out behind me down the hallway.
I didn’t answer, ignoring her nosey ass.
“Hey! I’m talking to you!”
One foot in front of the other, don’t stop. Just go.
“I said, I’m talking to you!”
“Oh my God, Sky! Just back off! We don’t want or need you here! Go home and raise your own damn kids!”
“Jackson! Don’t you walk away from me! You come back here right now!”
If she wanted a piece of me, then she was about to get it.
“Screw you, Sky!” I spun around. “I’m so sick of your shit! You’re just as big of a pain in the ass as your niece! But at least I can make Harley go away! Wish I could say the same for you!”
“Jackson, I get it! You’re angry! We’re all angry! Do you think this is easy on any of us?”