Cousin Eddie Dickey Novels & Stories

Their remaining shares in the company was acknowledged by Edward Crane who promised not to deprive them of it. The weeks that followed were traumatizing. There were no longer attacks from Edward Crane but he had left everyone in shambles. Dickson even attempted to commit sucide but was discovered on time by his wife and rushed to the hospital. Edward Crane, who was enjoying the moment, ensured that the internet got wind of the founder’s sucide attempt.

And with every woman in my life who would rather burn a man’s car than let me cry alone. My living room carpet is where we sit cross-legged in a circle. A half-empty pizza box sits open. We have glasses of wine on napkins. The only light is from my floor lamp and Dawn’s laptop. No one’s speaking now. Just watching. Dawn scrolls slowly. Line after line. Screenshot after screenshot. Message after message. Edward hadn’t just betrayed me with one woman. Or even his cousin, who is practically family, though technically, they aren’t related. Their mothers call each other sisters. They spent summers together. Family holidays. She sent me birthday wishes for years.

“Oh, wow! I love them…even though I’m still a disaster in the kitchen.” Luc’s hearty male laugh resonated in a warm echo in her belly. She liked him right away. He was good people, down to earth, despite his success. “What’s your name, sweetheart?” “Kimber Edgington.” She held out her hand. “You’re really Deke’s cousin?” “Whether I like it or not.” Luc took it, caressing her hand more than shaking it. “I don’t mean to keep you out on the porch. Do you want to come in and wait for him?

“And stop hugging around. You will scare people away.” “You didn’t tell me about your girlfriend, Leonard. I would have made this place colorful if I had known. I just wanted to annoy you” Dustin said. Leonard was speechless. He was about to talk when Eddie’s voice came in. “Hi, I’m Eddie and I’m working under Mr Lee. We aren’t…. dating” Eddie uttered with a pursed lips. She didn’t noticed that Leonard’s eyes turned darker as her gaze was only on Dustin who already gave her an unapologetic look.

No matter what the situation, he eventually sat down next to him, and Eddie slowly turned his head so his body was turned and pointed at the TV but his head and neck were angled to look at Paul. “Hey Eddie I was wondering if you could tell me where your sister was right now” Jake voice oozed into the air but they were Paul's words. Eddie started to laugh hysterically like Paul had told a joke that only Eddie had known the punchline to. He kept laughing uncontrollably like if he stopped then he might die. Once he did calm down he spoke in a hushed whisper. He ushered Paul to come in closer

I didn’t have the patience for one of Lucas’s wild teases. “You just won the jackpot!” he added excitedly. “Lucas, get to the point,” I said sharply. “I’m at Edward Dickson’s apartment right now. He’s not here… but I found something that’ll interest you. Check your phone. I just sent a picture.” A second later, my screen lit up. Edward Dickson… and Dain Sante. I didn’t wait for Lucas to finish his sentence. I ended the call. The pieces were falling into place. Edward was the last of them. The memories hit me like a freight train. I'd saved him for something special. His death was supposed to be different—personal.

“Its fine, they are so cute and adorable.” “Awwwwn, Eddy thinks we are monsters.” Daniel said and Eddy glared at him. “He says, we are just like our father, very annoying and straight forward.” Damien said. “Your father is Logan Griffo right?” His girlfriend asked and they nodded. “I heard about his death, am really sorry.” His girlfriend said. “Eddy, daddy is not dead. I saw daddy yesterday at the business party, he wore a black hoodie and he waved at me.” Danielle said and Eddy raised a brow.

My cousin had been pretending to be mentally disabled and freeloading at my house for five years. He scared off two of my ex-girlfriends and drained my parents’ retirement savings. This time, he set his sights on my cunning girlfriend, who was a company president, and sneaked into the guest room. He ended up pinned to the floor by her. My mother rushed in and slapped me. “He cannot help the way he is, but what is your excuse? Couldn’t you just let it go?” My girlfriend remained perfectly calm. She pulled up three months of security footage and said in a flat tone, “You might want to save your outrage until you see what your precious boy’s been doing every night.”

Richard invited me in, and we got a warm welcome from a large, dark-skinned man. "Yo, bro! Finally, you bring your wife here? Hello, Madam. Nice to meet you! I'm Eddie, the owner of this gym! Richard told me about you, and finally, he brought his wife here! Oh, and you're pregnant! How many months? I can't wait to see your baby!" Eddie talked nonstop. He shook my hand gently, a stark contrast to his handshake with Richard, which was very forceful. Eddie had very positive energy and vibes. He then invited me to sit down and served tea.

“I guess we still like you. Even though you want nothing but to see us dead.” He ran a hand through his hair, gripping the strands until his knuckles went white. “I want to hate you enough to kill you, dear cousin. I want to feel nothing when I think of your name. But here I am, harder than I’ve been in years, because I want to fuck you more than I want to kill you.”