Forbidden Ties; stuck between two brothers

My head was spinning. And not in the way it did when you were hungover or had a terrible nightmare. No. It was excruciating and painful, I couldn't even breathe. "Shit," I cursed, clutching my sides, as something wet dribbled down my mouth.My vision was blurry. I could only see the faint outlines of the kitchen cabinets and the overhead lamps but beyond that, everything else was faint. I groaned, trying to push myself up to my feet but I couldn't. My legs suddenly stopped working. What the hell happened?"It's your fault!" I heard my father's beastly voice roar and mom's whimpering following suit.They were arguing, or rather my father was raining curses on her. "If you were home like I asked you to be, this wouldn't have fucking happened!""You almost killed her, Salem!""What the hell did you just say?!" I heard him bark and then a thump followed. It wasn't hard to decipher what had happened. Either he'd planted his fist on her face or he pushed her again. I wonder what mom

I didn't realize Nevada was such a long hours away from Chicago, I would've rethought my options, or taken two flights instead of a straight passage. I must've dozed off a couple of times, allowing myself a treat from the snacks and beverages by the porter. I was lucky enough to have the seat next to me empty and the cabin quiet. It wasn't first class but it was definitely comfortable throughout the entire ride.We arrived at Nevada in the early hours of the day, it was still dusk and the sun was yet to rise. I grabbed my bag and asked for the nearest motel to lodge. Thankfully, two other passengers, couples from the way they kept touching each other, were going the way so the three of us boarded a bus to the motel. When we got there, I gave the place a suspicious look. It had the aura of those haunted motels in movies and I wasn't sure I liked it. "Easy, princess," the guy passenger said with a laugh, "you look like you just developed a hernia."His girlfriend smacked his chest.

"So how long will you be staying here for?" I switched the bag in my left hand to the other, giving Tracy another grateful smile for helping me out with my other bag. She was kind enough to give me a tour of the town and I was pretty much convinced that I was going to like it here. What was there not to like? "I'm thinking permanently," I told her, our legs moving in rhythm. "You'll need a long term residence then." I bobbed my head and she grinned, her brown eyes sparkling. "That's wonderful! There's a lease up at my place, wanna check it out?" "I would love that, thank you!" She winked at me and we continued walking. "So what's a posh person like you doing down here?"I gave her a look and she burst into laughter. "What? You have that whole city girl look written all over your face.""I don't think so.""It's really obvious, darling," she said, bumping her shoulder against mine. "And that god awful hat is doing nothing to hide it." "Some pretty nice people gave it to me on

"Well, that's the last of the stuff." Jason announced proudly, dusting his hands as he straightened to his full height. I nodded, taking a look at my bare apartment filled with a dozen cardboard boxes. In a few moments, this place would look more like a home than a bare space and I couldn't wait for the change. "Thank you, Jason," I said with a genuine smile that he returned. "You're welcome.""I told you it was a good idea letting him help us," Tracy said, placing a hand on my shoulder and I chuckled. "Yeah." She hummed under her breath, examining him more closely. "I'm still curious how the new girl knows the Jason Finch anyways."I gave her a confused look, "why are you talking about him like that?"Jason scratched the back of his head but he didn't say anything. Tracy stepped forward, circling him with a predatory smile. "You didn't know?" She quipped and I shook my head. "Jason here is like Elko royalty. His family is one of the founders and they basically have control ove

"Are you ignoring me, city girl?" I glared at Anders, my fingers tightening around the hotdog stick. "If you're like our hotdogs so much," he plucked the stick from between my fingers. "I could show you one that's even tastier."Okay, that was it!I stepped forward, opening my mouth to respond brutally but someone beat me to it. "Isn't she a little too old for you, Anders?"I couldn't hold back the relieved breath that left my lips at the sight of Jason. He walked up to my side, sliding his arm around my waist and pulling me close."Jason Finch" he dragged out the name with displeasure. "What are you doing here?"Jason plucked my stick out of his hand, "I could ask you the same. I didn't realize you were already out of jail." The girl behind the food court snickered and the rest of Anders face turned red. He opened his mouth to say something but quickly snapped it shut and then walked away. I cocked a brow, turning to Jason. "What was that?""Anders was convicted of child molesta