Grave Robbing and Other Hobbies by Jayce Carter

Author:Jayce Carter [Carter, Jayce]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance Fiction
Publisher: Totally Entwined Group
Published: 2021-01-20T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

After a tense car ride where I refused to say a single word to Troy, he’d tried to come inside.

I’d let him know I’d had more than enough of his company for one day before promptly kicking him out.

I was sick of men of every sort.

They kept showing up and fucking over my entire life, and so far only one had even been kind enough to give me some orgasms out of it.

The one who never showed up when he was needed, who came and went like a damn ghost. Right, that was the good one?

I plopped on the couch after heating up a frozen meal. Just me, a rather large glass of wine and microwavable mac and cheese. Maybe it wasn’t glamorous, but it was mine. A normal, not weird supernatural life.

I flicked the TV on, wanting to erase the day with some well-deserved vegging out. The world wasn’t going to fall apart in the next twelve hours, which meant I’d earned a night of horrible food, alcohol and no thinking.

I switched it to reruns of a show where overzealous moms puts their kids into talent shows.

I loved the show because it was one time when I didn’t feel so bad about not having a mom. Sure, I didn’t get the whole stable foundation, but at least I hadn’t ended up dressed like an aging pop-star lip-syncing a song about strippers when I was six.

Silver linings were important.

Of course, that had me thinking, as it often did, about my past.

I glanced down at the white marks on my arms and remembered how Melinda had been thrown across the room.

What if my parents had given me up to protect me? What if they were running from something and they wanted me safe?

Yeah, but throwing a kid out on her own without only some tattoos to guide her is a pretty shitty way to go about it.

Which led me back to where it always did—nowhere.

I had no answers. Whether they were loving people trying their best or junkies who had no business with a kid didn’t really matter, did it? How did it change anything about my life now?

I took a bite of the mac and cheese, amazed how in a single bite I could have slightly frozen bits and others that burnt my tongue. Impressive.

Still, I chewed and swallowed it, pretending it was the best thing I’d ever eaten.

The show flickered, then moved to a breaking news image.

Why does god hate me? All I want is my trash TV. Haven’t I earned this?

An anchorwoman appeared on the screen, a blonde woman with a respectable white blouse buttoned up, the sort who was conservative enough to not offend Grandma but pretty enough to make Grandpa think of the good old days when he might have scored with such a woman. She had a coffee cup on the desk and a pile of papers, but she stared at the camera instead. “Sorry to interrupt our previously scheduled shows. The following report contains graphic descriptions of violence, so please consider having young viewers leave the room.

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