James was the quiet one and people, stupidly, thought that meant he was the innocent one. From what I’d just witnessed, I knew that wasn’t the case. James might be quiet, but there was hot and dirty fire that burned deep inside of him. I watched Trent slump down to the floor against the couch as James left the chair and came over to him.“Shit, that whole scene was intense,” he said as he handed me a shirt to cover myself with, but by this point, they’d seen all of me, and I was too hot to clothe myself. I put it behind me and watched the twin brothers at my feet. “I hope you like to play, Vicki.” James said as he brushed a finger up my smooth leg. My eyes narrowed. What did he mean, play? “I mean I like sex a little spicier than the average guy. A little… rough.” Trent stood up, slid into his jeans and zipped them up as James began to teach me how to suck him off. I didn’t want him to go, the more I’d thought about both of them being here, touching me, fucking me, the more I
I took a deep breath as I thought about the warm, brightly lit memories of summer and how they’d become the multi-colored golden shades of fall. It was almost time to get back to reality. Yep, I was back in Utah and more importantly soon, I’d be back in high school. The mere thought of it made it seem even closer. But it was inevitable, I was going back to school as a senior and I was so close to the finish line I could see it. Thank God!I would be free and no longer would I have to sneak out. I could come in and out of my room as I pleased when I graduated. I would be a college girl, something that I’d dreamed of being forever. I just had to start, and finish, this final year of high school, then real life would begin. Maybe I’d even get a chance with Abe, the boy next door that made my heart jump out of fucking control. It was as if I lost all sense when I was with him. But, I had to get through those first days, before I could think about anything else. I blew air out of pursed
“What’s taking you so long…you should have shot down that tree and we should have been on our way already,” Teresa whispered loudly to me as I ran toward her. I knew what her beef was, we were going to the party of a lifetime, the first time that we’d ever been invited to Rex Brentwood’s house. He’d seen me with Abe a couple of times and maybe assumed that we were dating or something, cause the last day of junior year, he invited us. Me. I couldn’t believe it. Rex was the popular guy and the rich one. His house had a pool, staff and shit like that. The kind of guy that didn’t hesitate to flash his money. His parents were old money. The type that nearly owned everything in town from the local bars, businesses and everything. His great granddaddy bought the land, his granddaddy (his words, not mine) built on it and his daddy profited from it. That’s the story in high school. His family’s name is on practically every business here. Kind of crazy. Our town’s small compared to most towns,
I stood like a lost lamb in the hospital, wishing that none of it was happening. Wishing that all of it would go away like I’d done so many times before. This wasn’t the first time, that I’d been in the hospital in the last year. The first was when Gran was on her death bed and the second was when Mom had an accident, pretty much like this one. She claimed to have fallen down the stairs and even went so far as to tell the nurses that. They insisted on calling the police, but Mom tried to talk them out of it. They did it anyway and for some reason both her and Stuart managed to talk their way out of it. The same stairs that she’d been walking up and down for the last ten years since we moved in. Stairs she hadn’t fallen down a single time before she married Stuart. Aunt Rose, Mom’s twin sister held my hand. “I told her not to marry that man. Who knows how many times he hit her? I mean, this must have been going on for a while. He couldn’t have just suddenly decided to kill her, this
“Rested,” I lied and nodded, as I sat facing the breakfast buffet. Usually I would grab everything in front of me, but it was all too much to take in.I lost my mom and my home (I couldn’t go back in there. Not live there without Mom) on the same night and after spending a night away from the place that it happened, I didn’t feel any better. Why should I? It wouldn't bring her back.“I didn’t sleep at all. All this was going on with my twin sister and I was out there….”I choked, “All this was going on and I lived in the same house.”I stood up in the noisy restaurant and swallowed the ball of grief in my throat down. I saw the food spread out in front of me and began to reach for things, as if my mom hadn’t just died and guilt didn’t consume me. I did what I’d done so recently and tried to drown the weight of guilt out with the weight of food. When I first came into the room I didn’t feel like eating, now I couldn’t think of anything more welcoming than the crispy bacon in front of m
Mom had been dead for two days.Two long miserable days and my world had spun around completely on its axis. I felt as if the last 48 hours were longer and the man at the desk in front of me didn’t make it any better. It felt like the world was whirling by me with incredible speed, while I was just sitting here, watching it all go by. We’d been called to a lawyer’s office, and I didn’t know what to expect. I knew either way that it should make the situation better, or in the case of the butterflies fluttering through my stomach, even worse. “Vicki, once again I’m sorry about your loss. I did speak to your Aunt Rose yesterday and if there’s anything that you need then let me know.”I nodded my head as Ned spoke. He was Mom’s lawyer and friend when Grandpa died. He was the type of guy that all women relied on. Those were Mom’s words, not mine. The friend zone guy. The type that none of them were attracted to but should probably marry in a heartbeat. I’d wanted Mom to be with someone l
“You wanna watch something?” Teresa asked after I ended up at her door like a lost dog. That’s exactly what I felt like as I ignored Aunt Rose’s phone calls, which I thought would stop the moment I sent her a text saying that I was okay and just wanted some time alone. That seemed to give her the idea that she needed to call me so much that I got pissed and turned my phone off.I’d gone from a Mom who ignored me when she hooked up with her boyfriend that soon turned into her husband which then turned into her being my best friend when we went away as her mom died, to her dying when we came back. “Wanna go out?” Teresa prompted, totally uncertain of what to do for me, but feeling obligated that she had to do something to help me. She was my friend, of course she would want to make me feel better. That just made me feel even worse because all I wanted to do was sit here and stew in anger.“No,” I finally answered her. That was one thing that I knew that I didn’t want to do. I definite
It didn’t take long until I called Aunt Rose and told her that I was at Teresa’s house. She came to pick me up the next day and I knew that we’d have to have the talk. The one about the next steps, but Ava came over and we had a sleep over, and I didn’t want the night to end. We talked and even Abe came up in the conversation. I’d sent him a couple of texts and he seemed to be eager to be there for me. It was kind of sweet the way that he was concerned about me. But our conversation didn’t get far. I didn’t know what was next. Aunt Rose spent most of her time traveling, which meant she didn’t have a permanent home. I just knew that we couldn’t stay in the hotel she rented much longer. Not only had Mom lost most of her money, but Aunt Rose had too. No one knew how. I frowned as she started the car and pulled away from Teresa’s house. What were we going to do? “Graham has good news,” she said as she leaned into a curve. As much as I loved the idea of staying in a hotel before, knowi