Hating My New Boss by B. B. Hamel

Author:B. B. Hamel
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: B. B. Hamel

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Justin

It was like a ritual, like something magic. She’s in my blood now, or her blood is in me. I can still taste her on my lips, her pussy wet against my tongue, her blood on my teeth.

She’s fucking inside of me, and I don’t know how to get her out, or if I even want to.

I know it’ll never happen. She despises me, hates me so much that she can barely look at me most of the time. She refuses to even work with me. What happened down there in the water… it was a fluke.

It was this place.

It’s making us go as insane as Blair. Or maybe it’s opening us up to something we always wanted but never knew we could have.

I never let go of Remi, not once. Even when I was ignoring her in high school, pretending like I hated her, I always kept an eye out. I always watched her from a distance.

But I couldn’t ever get closer.

I’ll never forget the day my father told me I couldn’t see Remi anymore. “She’s bad news, Justin. She’s going to drag you down.”

“She’s my friend.” I’m fourteen years old. I barely understand anything in this world, but I know what it means to have a good friend, how important that is.

“She’s not your friend, not anymore. She’s going to try and take your money, turn you against me.” My father leans in close to me, and I can smell his breath.

Whisky, like always.

“Dad, she’s my friend,” I repeat, like it matters.

“Do you want all this money, Justin?” Almost a whisper, his hand on my shoulder.

“Yes.” I bow my head.

“Good. I’ll give you whatever you want, but you have to stay away from that girl. I forbid you from seeing her.”

“But—” I start, looking up.

“No,” he says, getting angry. “Are you going to make this a problem? You know I hate problems, Justin.”

I know what happens when he gets angry, and I know how he solves his problems at home. Especially when he’s been drinking. I have the scars to prove it.

“Okay.” I lower my head again. “Okay.”

I was never her friend again after that. I was so afraid of my father, that he’d hurt me, that he’d beat me within an inch of my life, that I betrayed my only friend and ignored her for years.

My father got his shit together. Having money helped a lot, but I think it was my mother that really pushed him into getting help. He went through rehab when I was sixteen, and now he’s been sober ever since then. He never hit me after I turned twelve, and the worst beatings happened when I was a little kid, but I’ll never forget it.

We have a relationship, but it’s strained. He’s been trying to make things better between us, been offering me money. He got me the fucking job at Optimum, even though I told him to stay out of it.

I’ve never taken a single dime of his money, and I never will.

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