Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 22414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 22414 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 112(@200wpm)___ 90(@250wpm)___ 75(@300wpm)
I thought that my brother would hate the idea, so I told him I was going into a pre-med program but changed my major the next semester. Never telling anyone know what I did. I want my brother to be proud of me. He has worked his ass off to take care of me. I couldn't let him down, but I also couldn't do something that I absolutely hated.
So, for the last year and a half, I have been omitting the truth, still keeping my 4.0 grade point average. I've been trying to find the right time to tell him that I wasn't going to become a doctor. I haven't been sleeping good because I have never kept anything from him. I didn't think anything of it when my tires had gone flat or when my car wouldn't start because the lights had been left on or even when I lost my favorite scrunchie.
It was my mom's and I always have it with me either in my backpack or on my wrist. I had apparently left my window cracked in the middle of the night, which normally I would never do. When I walked out of my class a couple of weeks ago, I found my car completely wrecked. My tires were slashed. All of the windows were broken, and someone had spray painted the words bitch, slut, and whore all over it. To top it all off they had put something in the gas tank, so of course, it wouldn't run. All of those seemingly innocent things came back to me after that and now I wonder if it could have something to do with this.
I haven't told Donnie or Ryder any of that though. They would never let me out of their sight. I'm also not stupid. So, when Sheriff Lawrence came to take my statement about my car I told him about the other incidents that had occurred. He told me to keep an eye out and if anything else happens to call him.
Luckily nothing creepy happened today so it went relatively fast. My head was in the clouds most of the day thinking about being home with Donnie and all of the wicked things I want him to do to my body. I can't wait to get home. Fuck, I miss my car. I hate having to take an Uber to get to school. I think to myself as I wait outside for my ride to get here.
“Hey.”
“Ahh... What the fuck Kyle? You almost gave me a heart attack.” I gasp out holding my chest.
“Sorry, I was just wondering if you wanted a ride?” I take a deep breath letting my hands fall to my sides. Damn, I’m jumpy as fuck lately. I give him a smile.
“That's okay Kyle. I already got one.” I hate judging people, but he does kind of give off a weird vibe like he is hiding something but the could just be because he is shy. The smile on his face turns tight.
“You sure? I don’t mind.”
“Yep, here’s my ride,” I say as the Uber pulls up.
“Thank you so much for asking. I’ll see you next week at the library okay.”
“Sure.” He says in a tight voice. Before walking off he mumbles something, but I can’t make it out.
Huh? Oh well.
I’m not going to worry about that right now. It's finally time to get home to my loves. It takes me forty minutes to get there. We live ten minutes from town, so we are pretty isolated out here not far enough that it will take forever to get to town but far enough away to not have to deal with neighbors. I have the driver stop at the end of our long driveway. Paying him, I get out and start walking up it. When I get to the front of the house, my heart swells and a smile breaks across my face. Donnie is spinning Victoria around. Her head is thrown back in laughter. They see me and stop mid-spin. They lean their heads close together talking quietly. Vick nods her head at something her dad says. Before I know it, Donnie’s arms are around me and he is spinning me.
“Oh my God put me down D.” I squeal in laughter he chuckles and puts me down my body sliding against his hard masculine one. I look up at him and blush, biting my lip my hands still on his forearms Vick starts clapping her hands as she giggles.
“We got you so good Ty. Daddy got you.” I look back up at Donnie.
“Yeah Munchkin, he sure did.” I quickly turn around and start tickling her sides she squeals and starts to run away. “I’m going to get you,” I yell after her. She laughs even harder and starts running as fast as her little legs will go. Donnie reaches her first and throws her over his shoulder