Beautiful Torture_Twisted Fate Novella by Emery Jacobs

Author:Emery Jacobs [Jacobs, Emery]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Author Emery Jacobs, LLC
Published: 2016-09-26T21:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Caleb

Henley doesn’t show up to play in front of the shop on Sunday or Monday or the entire next week. Which, I guess may not be that unusual. Rex did say she used to play in front of the shop every day but hadn’t in a while. So, maybe I’m not the reason she hasn’t been back. Who the fuck am I kidding? I am sure I’m the reason she hasn’t been back. Every day, I stand at the counter watching—waiting for her to make an appearance, but she doesn’t. I didn’t tell anybody about what happened between us. And I really don’t know why I want to see her. She definitely doesn’t want anything to do with me. Hell, she didn’t even apologize after beating the shit out of me. She turned the entire situation around and made me feel like shit for questioning her. The old me would have told her to go fuck herself. But I’m not that person anymore.

“Caleb, did you hear me?”

I shake my head and then rub my eyes.

“Shit. Sorry, man. My mind is somewhere else right now.” I shift my attention back to Mike, who is sitting across the table from me.

“Everything all right? You’ve been different the last couple of days.”

“Yeah, everything’s good. I’m tired, I guess. Haven’t been sleeping very well.”

“Anything you want to talk about?” he asks.

Mike’s my sponsor. I met him after my fourth AA meeting. He’s in his early forties, slightly balding, and drinks entirely too much coffee. This is what we’re doing now at one of the outdoor cafés in the French Quarter. This is our three-day a week ritual. Coffee and beignets. And it’s why I’ve added an extra mile to my morning run.

“Nope, all is good. No thoughts of ingesting anything illegal. And, of course, hanging out at the bar with the guys is always tempting, but honestly, being sober hasn’t been as hard as I thought it would be.”

“Look, Caleb, you can be honest with me. I live your life. Every day is a struggle for me. It’s okay to admit it. I’m not here to judge you,” Mike says in between sips of coffee.

“Truthfully, sitting home at night is the worst. I’m bored, so my mind drifts to Piper. And when it does, the need for a drink or just anything to make me forget takes over. She is my trigger, and I’m afraid she always will be. Because I failed her. I sat on my feelings for over a year, and it killed her. Whiskey and pills were my only out. The only way I could cope. But we both know what that cost me—or almost cost me… my life,” I explain.

“I can’t help you with all the crap that led up to you drinking and taking drugs, but what I can offer you is my support and help to steer you away from going down that path again.”

I take another sip of coffee while tossing his words around in my mind.

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