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Chapter 52: Epilogue
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Sitting at my desk I chew on the end of my pen awaiting for Professor Kelly to finish writing on the whiteboard. This class drags by and it being at noon I'm always hungry half way through.Bored I trace the words stenciled into the top of my desk with my index finger.'Lick it before you stick it.'Where do people even come up with this stuff?"I love how her hand erases half of what she writes as she moves across the board," Keegan whispers next to me, bringing my attention from my tracing to Professor Kelly. Sure enough, the sentence on the left is half wiped off as she continues to write along the board. Keegan is the only person I talk to here at UCLA. I don't know if I would call her a friend, more of a roommate, and study partner. College isn't any different than high school and I'd rather stay to myself. If you're making friends then you're a part of the drama. Who is screwing who, drugs, and mean girls it's a vicious circle.Keegan and I click because she's diffe
Love Tap Chapter 2
TateGripping the steering wheel my hands begin to break in a nervous sweat. The setting sun casts an orange glow along the horizon and blinds my already stinging, blood shot eyes. The countless miles and hours of driving wearing me thin. The sign for Chicago Illinois finally comes into view and I sag into my seat with relief.My home. Finally.My chest constricts as I enter the city, my sudden unease slightly waking me from my catatonic state. I've been driving off and on for two days now, and I'm more than ready for a shower and a warm bed. Easing my way into the north side, my hands begin to tremble and my heart rate picks up. I knew coming back home wouldn't be easy.I moved to California four years ago for college. Sure I flew back home for Christmas, but I always had a return flight back, and quickly. When I left home I left behind heart ache, and I thought forgetting would be best for everyone. I was wrong though, because here I am... driving right back into it al
Love Tap Chapter 3
Police sirens startle me awake. Peeling my eyes open, red and blue lights flash along the walls of Chloe's room."What is that?" I groan pulling myself from the floor. Growing up we hardly ever saw police in this area. Has it gone downhill over the years?Chloe groans pulling her pillow over her face. Getting up I step on her bed to look out the window.Spreading the blinds apart, I spot the cop car stopping in front my old house and what looks like my sister and dad outside yelling at each other. Adrenaline wakes me like a cold glass of water to the face."Shit!" Jumping off Chloe's bed I nearly trip on the air mattress rushing out of the house."What is it?" Chloe hollers, but I don't stop.Exiting her house, the screen door slams as I run four houses up."No, you don't understand daddy." Journey pleads, her hands pressed up against my father's chest."I understand alright and he's going to jail!" My father points over Journey's shoulder. Following his finger I spo
Love Tap Chapter 4
9 Years OldTate"Come on baby, I need to get to the church, Mrs. Bailey locked herself out again and I'm the only other person with a key." My mom shakes her head as she pulls the pie from the oven for our new next door neighbors. That's my mom, always doing the right thing. She has a big heart daddy says."Do we have to go over there?" I whine, pulling my hair into a tight pony tail."Yes. It's the neighborly thing to do. Besides, they might have a little girl you can play with this summer. Wouldn't that be ni- Tatum Davis, do you always have to put your hair up? It's looks so pretty when you wear it down." My momma puts her hands on her hips and tilts her head to the side.Momma is always trying to girly me up. I hate it. To emphasis my disliking of such a thing I point my finger down my throat and act as if I'm gagging.She laughs at my reaction and puts an ovenmit on to carry the hot pie."How come Journey doesn't have to go?""Journey is at summer camp, you now th
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TateSitting on the steps of Chloe's house I palm the cup of joe, and blow a the steam swirling from it. It's windy, and warm outside this morning. Sweat beads at the back of my legs as I embrace the quietness."Sup ho?" Chloe plops her ass right next to mine. "You going to see your dad this morning?" Glancing up the street I spot my old man spraying bushes out front. "Hell no." I pick at the peeling paint of nail polish. After our conversation last night, I think we both made it clear what we think of I being back.Looking above the rim of my mug as I take another sip I eye the blue and white bungalow sitting next door."He still comes through here you know."My eyes snap to hers. "What? Who?" I try to play off that I don't know what she's talking about."Camden, he comes through here a couple times a week. Checks on the house and things, some say he is renting the place out." She looks down the street, her lips scrunched in thought. Hearing his name is a karate
Love Tap Chapter 6
Pulling myself up off the floor, my body aches from the amount of effort it takes. My chest constricts as I frantically look around the gym for Camden. Not seeing him anywhere, I quickly slip out of the ring pull my gloves off, and spit the guard onto the floor. I gotta get out of here. I can't see him. I'm not ready. I'll never be ready. Turning to grab my bag I run into pure muscle, the familiar smell hitting home. Camden.He smells just like he used to when he was eighteen. Clean, and spicy. My chest trembles as I slowly look up under my lashes. "Cam-Camden?" I stammer as a shiver runs up my back. The unsettling warmth on my face causes me to sweat, as my heart pounds against my chest with a wave on nerves.His brows are pulled together with hate, and his blue eyes are cold and unfriendly. He folds his thick arms across his chest, making his dark shirt strain amongst his biceps. I look away, digging my nails into the palm of hand.The TV has nothing on what the re
Love Tap Chapter 7
Camden9 Years OldBiting on my inner cheek I look around the back yard. There's red and blue balloons, a cake with two fighters on it, and a few presents. "Damn it!" My mouther voice echoes with hint of frustration. I bet I left my bowl of cereal on the counter again, and she knocked it over.Furrowing my brows I head toward the back door leading into our kitchen. "What's wrong mom?" She digs in her purse with pursed lips."I could have sworn I bought candles, but I can't find them. Have you seen them?" She looks at me briefly before lifting various items off the counter to look under them."No." I start helping her look."I'll go buy some more babe." Dad states grabbing the keys off the microwave.Mom runs her hands through her hair and exhales."Just candles, Andrew." She points her finger at him. "Hurry, guests will begin to show up soon.""Candles. Got it." He smiles, ruffling the hair on my head. "Be back soon Champ."Mom nibbles on her bottom lip, ju
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TatumSlamming the car door behind me I march into Chloe's house. I feel nauseous, my only remedy is getting back in the car and race back to the gym and slam my fist in Camden's face. I can't believe he talked to me like that. Has he always been such an asshole and I was just too blind to see it? Or does he really hate me?Fucking Chloe and Fiona knew whose gym I was going to. They knew I would run into Camden. They set me up. WHY?Inside it smells like fingernail polish, and baked bread."Ma! I told you I want the acrylic!" Chloe states from Fiona's manicure table."Oh hush, you don't know what you want." Fiona tosses her hand at Chloe, with an emory board in her fingers."Did you know?" I drop my gym bag to the floor, my nostrils flaring. Both of them focus on me, their faces scrunched in confusion. "Did you know Camden would be there?" I clarify sharply. Chloe's mouth purses into the shape of an O, and Fiona begins to work on Chloe's hands as if I didn't ask anything im
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