Connected in Pain by Ryan Michele

Author:Ryan Michele [Michele, Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Words Publishing, LLC

10

Crow

“I’m done with your shit.”

The glare Jenny gave me did nothing but piss me off more. She was high as a kite, on what who the fuck knew. She smoked or snorted anything she could get her hands on. Some asshole could crush up Tic Tacs and tell her it would give her the best high of her life, and she’d find the money to buy it.

Unfortunately, it was usually money that I’d given her for Van which only meant I was enabling her. But fuck, what the hell was a dad supposed to do?

I knew the answer to that, and it needed to happen.

“Crow, I can’t go to rehab.” Jenny started crying as the side door opened and her loser of a boyfriend Stan walked in. Great, two junkies to deal with. Jenny went to Stan. “Tell him. Tell him I can’t go to rehab. I have to work.”

“Work? Where the fuck do you work?” I clipped out, knowing damn well she didn’t have a fucking job. She got fired from the last one for showing up to work high. Go figure.

Jenny’s eyes flicked back and forth between Stan and myself, indecision in them.

“Leave her the fuck alone and go,” Stan said.

In a flash, his shirt was gripped in my fist and my face in his. I slammed his head against the wall. “You forget who owns this house, motherfucker. It sure as shit ain’t you.” I slammed him again. “You get your shit and be moved out tonight. You are not to step foot in this place or I swear to Christ, you’ll be dead.”

I slammed him once more, releasing him to stumble away from me.

“Why did you do that!” Jenny shrieked. The bitch gave me a headache every time I was near her.

“Shut the fuck up.” I glared at her and finally she listened. “You’re gonna pack your clothes, get in the van outside, and it’s gonna take you to rehab. You’ll stay there until you can lay off the shit.”

“I can’t,” she said immediately. “I… I…”

The thing that really stood out to me was her first words weren’t that she had to take care of Van, who was luckily at school. No, it was all about her. Selfish and self-centered. Not a good role model for Van.

While I’d be gone a lot, she could be with my old man. We’d make this shit work. Anything was better than her living in this hell hole.

“Bitch,” I growled.

“I can’t go. We’ll lose the house!”

This made me still. There was no way this could even be a possibility. The house wasn’t under her name in any way, shape, or form.

“What did you say?” I bit off, needing her to fill in the blanks here.

She went white as a sheet, no doubt pissed that she said anything at all. Too late. “I…”

“Tell me!” I roared this time.

She jumped back then said, “We have a loan on the house, and I can’t go away because we need the money you give me to pay it back.

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