A Betty's Pledge: Volume One by Emma Husher

Author:Emma Husher
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Writer's Coffee Shop

The Meltdown

~ Isaac Wilson ~

“Why the hell are you sitting over here, fucker?” Carson said, sitting his large ass down next to me on the porch steps.

“Fuck off,” I told him, picking at a chip of paint on the side railing. I didn’t meet his questioning stare, not wanting to begin to justify my chosen solitude.

“Shit, brother. I was only asking.” He held up his hands in surrender, and I realized that my behavior needed to be checked before I made a bigger cluster-fuck of the situation than it already was.

“I’m just thinking.” I still didn’t feel like being friendly, by any means, but a flat response was all he was getting from me.

“Dude, the program hasn’t even started. What in the fuck do you have to think about now, you spazz? Are you still acting all emo from this morning?”

“Fuck you,” I replied with a little chuckle, realizing that I had carried over my attitude from this morning. I didn’t give a fuck, but Carson’s comment made me think about how he’d tried to make me laugh by putting pancakes on his chest and then walked around the kitchen singing like Katy Perry. He’d always had a way of making me laugh, and when he and Nate ganged up on me, I couldn’t stay in a bad mood for long.

I’d been a moody bitch, I knew it. I didn’t need Carson to point it out for me to realize it. Despite his efforts to cheer me up, I’d remained resolutely pissed and I didn’t see that changing in the near future.

I could say that it was just a bad day or perhaps that I was PMSing, as Carson had joked, but I knew the source deep down.

It was her.

Nate had let slip last night that Diane said Mady had received two motherfucking invites for a scene play next weekend. I knew that one of them was mine, but I didn’t know who would’ve sent the other one. Technically, we weren’t supposed to send them until after today: Moving Day. But after that time at the party when I’d had my fingers deep inside her, I knew I had to have her.

So now that my douchebag brother had told me someone else in the house seemed just as eager as I’d been, it made me think that perhaps Miss Mady was putting her cookies in a lot of other baskets. Maybe she’d made the same impression with the other Consorts as she had with me, and I didn’t like that theory one damn bit.

Thinking about it made me incredibly angry, and I wasn’t sure why. I’d like to say it was because I felt I’d been lied to in some way. I’d seen the way she looked at me after I’d made her come on my hand. It was like she was witnessing the second coming, and I was her freakin’ prophet and guide. She looked innocently amazed that her body could have that type of response courtesy of someone else, and if I was honest with myself, that fact made her even more desirable.

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