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And I’m done!

I drop the roller with a bang and turn toward my mother, and snap, “Stop calling me that!” She flinches, but her eyes widen when I admit, “If Acid wanted to settle down so badly with her, then why in the hell did he screw me in the diner last week, something mind you, he started.” I look down at her. “Now, do me a favor and get out of my gym. Dad left it to me, not you, and youare notwelcome here.”

“Perrie…” she starts, but I ignore her, and walk to the front door and hold it open.

She swallows hard and walks out, but before she can get far, I state, “By the way, you have thirty days to move out of the house. Dad left it to me and Cass, but before she left, she gave me the deed to do as I please. I can’t afford to keep paying for you." She turns and looks at me in shock, and I shrug. “It’s already on the market.”

That said, I shut the door and lock it for good measure, before walking back to the paint, picking up the roller, and continuing.

My heart cracks, and I try to breathe through it.

Yeah, maybe selling both properties and traveling sounds like a good idea.

I have nothing here for me anymore, anyway, only memories that make me want to pick up a blade and do something I haven’t done in a really long time.

My eyes go to my dad’s urn on the new shelves, and I swallow hard and whisper, “I’m sorry, Daddy….”

11

Acid – A Few Days Later

“Fuck you are so big, baby, so big….”

I squeeze my handlebars as Andrea’s voice echoes in my mind, mixing with the horrors of my childhood.

“Just lie still, Oliver, and let me do all the work….”

I close my eyes, trying to breathe through the panic hitting me.

It’s been nearly four days, and not only have I been hiding out from Perrie, but I still don’t remember how in the fuck I ended up in bed with Andrea.

I’ll get flashbacks, but they are blurry and hazy.

I will the memories away, needing a break. I open my eyes and look into the diner’s window. The place is packed like always, the staff rushing around, but my eyes lock only on one figure, and guilt knocks me when I see her avoiding the part of the counter I had her on.

I know I shouldn’t have left her the way I did, but I didn’t know how else to handle the situation.

I finally got the girl I’ve always wanted, the girl who put me in my place, only to realize I had tainted her. I dragged my dirt over her perfectly tanned skin, and then I woke up next to her friend a week later….

Sighing, I climb off my bike and head inside. I need to review the rosters and look at the books, which means I can’t hide from Perrie. I have to face her wrath, and I deserve everything she throws at me.

I just hope I don’t lose her….

The bell dings as I open the door before I lock eyes with the ones I sometimes, if I’m lucky, see in my dreams.

“Morning, Tinker,” I rasp.

She blinks a few times as I take in her features but I frown when I notice a cut on her brow. Before I can question her, though, she turns, heading to the back table, and I sigh, running a hand through my hair.

I deserved that, I know it, she knows it, fuck, probably everyone in here would know it if they knew what I did.

Shaking my head at the hurt I feel, that I deserve to feel, I walk toward the back where my office is, knowing she won’t want to see me out here working.

“Hey, what’s up with you and boss man? I thought you two were friends,” I hear Prudence say as I get halfway into the mouth of the corridor, and I swallow hard at Perrie’s, replied, “Acid and I were never friends.”

Damn….

I groan and stretch before checking the clock and notice I’ve been sitting in here for three hours, my stomach grumbling; I missed lunch.

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