All Chapters of Out Of Bounds: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Finley Age EighteenI stood at the back of the funeral. I didn't want to see or speak to my mother. I couldn't hear my mother spew her hatred towards me. She did play the perfect widow. Sitting in the chairs placed at the front, crying, wearing all black, including a hat that had some sort of vail on it. Her hair and makeup were done up perfectly and those big fake tears rolling down her cheeks made me want to vomit. I couldn't even remember the last time I saw them have a conversation. They never acted like what I thought a married couple would act. There were no stolen kisses, no holding hands, not secret looks. She wanted money and he provided that for her. I'm not sure what she ever provided besides Konner and I. I stood alone at the back and watched as they carried the coffin out of the car and I watched Konner and Colt both on opposite sides carrying him. A sob caught in my throat as they set the coffin on the holder. I don't know what it's called.Watching my brother break dow

Second Quarter Finley Age 18 six weeks later I sat on the love seat in my studio apartment. Thankfully my father had helped me set this up before he died because after he did my mother cut me off from everything. She basically said I was no child of hers and that she doesn't have to support me anymore since I am now eighteen. Konner has been helping me some, but I don't want to take from him so for right now I'm working and once school starts and I move into the dorm things will get better. I will then be on scholarship, and I won't have to worry as much. That night I woke up in the hotel alone and the note from Colt, I broke. I cried for two days. Konner thought it was because of everything that had happened. I wasn't about to tell him what happened between Colt and me. He was also worried about him because he left saying something happened that he had to take care of but really, he was just getting away from me. He thought I couldn't handle what we did and left. I could have, bu

Finley Age Eighteen It has been two weeks since I found out I was pregnant. I was supposed to be starting the job at the physical therapy office, but I had to tell them that I could no longer accept it. It was supposed to be for students that were going to school for physical medicine and since I won't be going to school this year, I couldn't take the job. It wouldn't be fair. After I walked out of the office, I knew there was one more thing that I had to do. I had to tell my brother I was pregnant but I sure as shit wasn't going to tell him who the father was. I would never tell a person who the father was. He had moved on. He had talked with his new girlfriend about me. All of my insecurities that I had, he really thought, were true about me. I had to move on with my life. That one night with him ruined my entire life and now I was going to have a reminder of it for the rest of my life. What the fuck did I just think? God, I sounded like my mom and I didn't want that. I didn't