Blackout, Book Two by Janine Infante Bosco

Author:Janine Infante Bosco [Bosco, Janine Infante]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-05-20T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Blackie

Another two weeks down, about another thirty to go. I’d be lying if I said it’s going by quickly. In fact, it often feels like there isn’t an end in sight. It doesn’t matter how many therapy sessions Sunny packs into my schedule; the days drag and when night falls, I lie awake missing my woman. I think what I miss most is turning to my side and seeing her there, sleeping beside me. It’s crazy how I took something so simple for granted.

I won’t tell you many times I’ve stared at the sonogram photo because you’ll think I’m pathetic. Let’s just say if someone held a gun to my head and asked me to replicate it from memory alone, I’d paint a fucking mural. Every detail and all her perfect features would be spot on. That’s another thing that’s crazy. I knew I was capable of loving someone unconditionally because of how I feel for Lacey, but I never knew love could be blind. That you didn’t have to meet someone physically to love them. My daughter is teaching me that lesson and you know what, I think it’s the greatest one of all. But I’m also starting to think I’m a little bias when it comes to her.

See, crazy.

She’s not even here yet, and she’s already the most important part of me. I’m pretty sure I’m making Sunny sick with all the baby talk. The poor nature loving woman is going to rejoice when I’m finally out of her hair.

Speaking of Sunny, I can feel her gaze drilling a hole into the side of my head.

“Is there anyone else who would like to share with the group?” she questions. “Dominic?”

Fuck me.

I should’ve known she’d put me on the spot the minute the group therapy session began, and I learned the topic. Everyone was sharing their struggles on connecting with the people they wronged while using and I was trying to fly under the fucking radar because in the two weeks since Jack and Reina’s visit, I still haven’t found the nerve to reach out to Lacey. It was still eating at me that I didn’t ask them why she decided not to come and yet, part of me didn’t want to know her reasons. I’d rather brush them under the rug and push forward, but Sunny says avoidance is the language of cowards. I suppose she’s right.

Meeting her gaze, I refrain from giving her the finger. Instead, I glance around the circle and take in all the familiar faces of my peers. We’re past the pleasantries of standing and introducing ourselves. We’re all addicts looking to be fixed.

Clearing my throat, I straighten in my seat. I don’t think I’ll ever be comfortable sharing my business with these people. It’s not that I think they judge me or anything like that. I have a difficult time personally hearing myself admit my faults out loud. Everything I say makes me cringe. We get one chance at life and if you think about it, we don’t really get all that much time.

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