Ace: Devil’s Nightmare MC: Book 9 by Lena Bourne

Author:Lena Bourne [Bourne, Lena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-27T16:00:00+00:00

14

Stormi

I didn’t waste any time doing exactly what Ace told me to do. I pulled on a pair of skinny jeans I once borrowed from another girl here and never returned, put on a black hoodie I found forgotten on the beach one dawn, and my chucks, stuffed a blanket into a bag and left. The walk to the beach warmed me because I practically ran here, afraid my thoughts and my fears will catch up to me. They did, but not until I sat in the secluded spot on the beach where he told me to wait.

My spot. The place I come to call my sister. Our spot now. If he comes, we’re leaving right away. I’ll get a job somewhere far from here, send my sister money that way. It’s a plan I’ve been vaguely hatching, but never acted on, because they might find me and kill me and what use am I then? I also don’t want to leave Brenda here alone to face them all on her own. But she’s cozying up to Piston now. He’ll protect her. And Ace will protect me. If he comes back…

I try and try not to let it, but my mind always snags on the terrible thought that I’ll never see him again.

So I think of nothing. I listen to the waves sliding up onto the sand, the rustling of grass as the breeze glides over it, the buzz of the highway in the distance.

Hours pass. I have no idea where they went.

Now the horizon in front of me, the squiggly line that separated the shiny, glimmering blue of the ocean from the deeper, smoother blue of the night sky is turning white. Dawn is here. Another dawn where I live, but my hope and my dreams, my life is actually over. Ace is gone. He’s not coming here. He’s not coming anywhere.

My hands are shaking, yet my whole body is stiff with the paralysis of knowing that, as I dig out the phone to call my sister. I need to hear her friendly voice. I need to know I’m not completely alone in the world. Alone. Forsaken. Not even my father leaving me ever feels this empty.

“Stormi, is that you?” she asks sleepily when she finally picks up.

“Yes, it’s me. It’s so good to hear her voice.” Good doesn’t even come close. Hearing her voice is the only thing tethering me to this world right now.

“What’s wrong, Stormi?” she asks and I hear rustling as she sits up in bed, most likely. “Did something happen to you?”

I try to speak, try to tell her I’m fine, but the best I can do is shake my head mutely, my throat so constricted and tight I’m not sure any air is getting to my lungs at all.

“I have good news. You can come home now. You can come home right now,” she says, then has to pause to get her breathing back under control.

“You know the online fundraising page I told you about?” she asks.

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