Hell on the Highway by Stephanie Nichole

Hell on the Highway by Stephanie Nichole

Author:Stephanie Nichole [Nichole, Stephanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kingston Publishing Company
Published: 2020-02-23T16:00:00+00:00


I remember pulling her into my arm but she’s as stiff as a board and pushes me away. “I’m only here to pick up my things,” she tells me. The shock and hurt felt like a knife slicing into my skin over and over. She tosses her hair extensions over her shoulder. “Oh, don’t give me that look. You knew this was coming. This relationship was never meant to last; it was just my way to get what I needed.”

“What you needed?”

Giselle smirks. “Yes, Brody. Sometimes, I swear you are so naïve. You think with that heart of yours all the damn time. Look, ultimately, I wanted to be a porn star and now I will be. I needed you and the reputation of an MC to get me a little recognition. To obtain that reputation.”

“The Ravens aren’t like that,” I said through clenched teeth.

Giselle laughs. “Yeah, I know that but they don’t. Look, I knew what I needed and I saw a way in so I took it. Now, I’m done.”

She stepped past me and into the house. I stood in the doorway looking out into the street. This had been our little dream house, the start of our new life. I thought this was forever because I love her. Tears threaten my eyes, but I shake them off and turn around and storm into what was our bedroom. She’s walking between the bed and closet, packing her things, and it’s another tear in my heart. “Giselle, I know things haven’t been good recently, but you can’t just walk away.”

“Oh, I can and I am. Honestly, can you not see what I’m doing? Can you not hear what I’m saying?” she asks, while shaking her head at me.

I see and hear it, but I don’t want to believe it. It had all felt so real to me. What I felt was love and I knew it, but how had she been so good at pretending? “But I love you, Giselle.”

Giselle stops, sighs, and turns to face me while rolling her eyes. “Of course you do. Everyone will, so you aren’t alone, but I don’t want love, Brody. I want the spotlight. I want to be desired.”

“But you are!” I bellowed, and she didn’t even flinch. Her face just looked annoyed.

“What? By you, one measly guy. That doesn’t count. You don’t matter,” she says with finality, and turns to toss the last item in the suitcase before picking up and leaving. I stood in the bedroom doorway unable to process it all. This wasn’t happening. She was my forever, my saving grace, but now it was all a lie. It was all just some sick game for her. I turn around and put my fist through the wall before I sink to the floor.



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