Cross My Heart by S.N. Garza & Stephanie Nicole Garza

Author:S.N. Garza & Stephanie Nicole Garza [Garza, S.N.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-10-12T18:30:00+00:00

Seventeen: Evony

I poured everything I had into the class. I even let Stacey persuade me into staying for her dance off between the more advanced dancers and it was like I could just let go of everything that had been wrong about the way this day started—after the mind blowing orgasm with Gavin of course. That had been so beyond amazing.

But then I hated the fact that I wanted more. Not like a relationship, because that would never be in the cards for me. Too much shit has happened to me and things that could never be undone. He deserved to be happy. To find true love with someone who wasn’t fucked up like I really was inside. A nice woman who wanted to be as domesticated and faithful to a man like him. I didn’t believe in love. Maybe when I was a little girl and had stars in my eyes for him as I grew older, but he didn’t have a father and my parents were no loving couple.

Now I was feeling the adrenaline rush from the dance off. I had danced to Beyoncé’s Single Ladies and wearing the sky high heels, butt showing hip shorts and sports bra I had on totally rocked out that song like no bodies business. And sweat. Damn that was heart pumping music.

It was invigorating and I was ready for a night at work. I got home, took another shower and threw on a simple pull over dress shirt. I still had a few hours to kill so I washed and dried the load of laundry I had. That had been one of the first things I had gotten for the apartment when I made the money.

All my life we had always gone to a laundry mat. I hated going. People always looked at me weird when I was younger. It got worse as I grew older. But as soon as I bought the machines, I felt like I was powerful. I had actually jumped for freaking joy. I had to buy it in another town and they had delivered and installed it, so I didn’t have any awkward stripper moments.

My mom had been absent for once. Thank God. The older man fixed it up, let me sign for it and then he left. No lingering or trying to let me know he knew what I was and what I’ve done. To him, I was just a seventeen year old girl. That and I was wearing baggy shorts and t-shirt.

After I folded and put my clothes away, I cleaned the bathroom in my hallway. Not that it was dirty, but I had a thing about cleaning. I hated clutter. I cleaned the kitchen too. We didn’t have roaches. Or cockroaches—those big ass tree roaches couldn’t be helped sometimes. But like I had told Gavin, I took care of a lot of things all on my own. I drove to Baytown for all the errands I had to do. I did most of my shopping there.

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