Lovestrong by Nikki Groom

Author:Nikki Groom [Groom, Nikki]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Kingdom
Published: 2015-10-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

“Spike?” I hear Denham’s heavy footsteps come through the apartment as he calls. “Spike?”

“Jeez. Where’s the fire?” I mutter under my breath. “I’m in here,” I call from my bathroom.

“Hey, uh, what’s going on?” He takes in my smartly dressed appearance and looks at me with a tightly scrunched brow. “No joggers. No scrappy old tee-shirt. Who are you and what did you do with my brother?” He chuckles at his lame attempt at a joke and leans against the door frame.

“FYI, joggers and a tee are probably the most comfortable clothes I could wear when I’m stuck in this chair for at least twelve hours a day, but I decided I could put up with these pants for a couple of hours.”

“The chair isn’t comfortable?” He steps forward, worry crossing his features.

“D,” I sigh, “This chair is the best that your money could buy. Don’t read too much into what I’m saying. It’s as comfortable as it can be. But when you sit for hours on end with very little movement, you could be sitting on a fucking Lay-Z-Boy and your body would still hurt.”

“I hear ya.” He nods curtly, his lips pulled thin. “So, you just decided to smarten up?”

“Yep. That’s what usually happens when you’re going out for the night.” I throw the comment out there, trying not to make a big deal out of nothing. Well, what should feel like nothing, anyway.

“You’re going out?” His voice raises with surprise.

“Yeah.” I push my chair forward and grab my watch from the dresser before fastening it on my wrist. “Why?”

“Nothing, I just … I mean …”

“Lost your words, D?” I question with a smirk on my face. I knew this would surprise him. In fact, I surprised myself when I decided it was time to take my life by the horns and try to live at least some of it.

“Well, you gotta admit, it’s not like you’ve been partying every Saturday since it all happened, is it?”

“No, and I decided that’s going to change.” I sit up straight in my chair, looking directly up to Denham. He looks at me with a mixture of worry and admiration. “I’m sick of hearing myself moaning. I hate the fact that I mope around in this apartment day in, day out, and although nothing has changed, and I still hate my life and the whole unfair, fucked up situation, I might as well be fucked up in the bar with a Jack and coke in my hand.”

“Wow.” He raises his brows then blinks. “Not sure where that all came from, but I agree.”

“Well, it came from Tara. She’s pretty clued up, even if she acts like a fucking teenager sometimes.” Thinking of Tara and her simplistic outlook on life make me smile one of the most genuine smiles I have done in a long time.

“Tara?”

“Yes. You know we went out for lunch last week? She kinda gave me a good talking to.”

“Oh, I can imagine,” he laughs, rolling his eyes.

“And I know it might have taken a while to sink in, but I think it worked.

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