Chasing Trouble (A Chasing Love Novel) by Joya Ryan

Author:Joya Ryan [Ryan, Joya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Literature & Fiction, Romance, Contemporary, Series, One night stand, Friends to Lovers, cowboy hero, rodeo romance, bad boy hero, Different Class, small town romance, Secret Relationship, Joya Ryan, Chasing Trouble, opposites attract, Chasing Love, Brazen, western romance, Best Friend’s Older Brother, sexy romance, contemporary romance, Entangled
Amazon: B00MSYOENA
Publisher: Entangled: Brazen
Published: 2014-09-07T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Jenna rapped one fist on the trailer door and clutched an envelope with cash in the other. The sound of stumbling was followed by Miranda yanking open the door.

“Hey, little girl,” she slurred and it took a moment to stand up straight. The smell of old food, mildew, and whiskey drifted so thickly from the trailer Jenna could almost feel it like a film on her face.

“It’s two o’clock in the afternoon, Mama.”

She examined her. Mascara running down her eyes and wrinkly tank top and the same skirt she’d seen her in yesterday. Too many times she’d tried to get her mother to quit drinking. And too many times she’d gotten the crap beaten out of her for trying. Now that she was an adult, Jenna learned to make her encounters with her mother quick.

“Yes, it is.” She pulled a half-smoked cigarette out from her bra and lit it. Purposefully blowing smoke in Jenna’s face, she said, “I don’t need you coming here to tell me my business.”

Jenna coughed and waved a hand to clear the stench. “Yeah, but you do need me for money, so here.” She handed Miranda the envelope. “I already caught you up on rent and dropped the check off to your landlord myself. That there is twenty dollars.”

“That’s it?” she growled and ripped open the envelope. Her mother really was a mean drunk. “That’s not enough to—”

“Get some shampoo or dish soap if you need. It’s plenty. And here”—Jenna bent and picked up the brown bag full of groceries and handed to her—“this should last you a bit.”

Miranda looked at the sack like it was some kind of alien object. “You think you’re so much better than me, don’t you?” she said in her low, raspy voice she reserved for when she was really pissed off. “You think that you always know best, don’t you? That’s what they taught you in that fancy school, isn’t it?” She scoffed and shook her head. “Well, I see you. I’ve watched you try to run and pretend you’re better than what you are. But you’re nothing more than this.” Cigarette between two fingers, she opened her free arm and gestured to the trailer. The same trailer Jenna grew up in. The same trailer her mama would probably die in.

Jenna’s entire chest felt like it was going to cave in on itself. Her mother affirming the very things that terrified her the most. “It doesn’t have to be like this, Mama,” Jenna whispered. “I’d help you if you let me.”

“Fuck you and your help,” she spat. She was nearing her boiling point. A sight Jenna knew well. It was right before the fists came out. Time to go.

Jenna turned and walked back to her car.

“Jenna-Jayne!” her mother yelled after her, but she kept walking. “You ungrateful brat! I ask you for one thing and you bring me this shit!”

She got in her car at the same time she saw her mother drop the groceries, the sound of what was probably the jar of jam breaking on impact.

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