Morally Imperfect: A Bully Romance (The Bully Project Book 2) by Savannah Rose & Amelia Gates

Author:Savannah Rose & Amelia Gates [Rose, Savannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-04T06:00:00+00:00

Kids on the block

Time. It just never stops passing us by.

Time. It’s been more of an enemy to me than it’s ever been a friend. I wonder just how many people it’s the same for. How much of the world is divided because of it.

There are people like Cornelia, who look forward to a clock ticking, tocking, ticking. And then, there are people like me who feel like they’ve been holding their breaths their entire lives. We’re the ones working against the ticking time bomb of minutes and hours. That Cornelia wouldn’t spend her happily ever after in this town, was no surprise to me. It wasn’t even a secret. But every day that went by was another day that came closer to her leaving.

Sara Lee’s funeral was just one more of those moments where I felt like I was a millisecond away from exploding. There was no body, which, according to my mother, was a good thing. At least a coffin wasn’t necessary. They could at least save some money on that front. My stepfather had introduced her to the back of his hand for that comment. I can’t even say that I blamed him. Surely, I didn’t step in to defend her. It wasn’t lost on me that I was a fucking hypocrite, a murderer, and quite very possibly, a little bit delusional.

There were times where I went through the motions of life knowing that my sister was dead but forgetting that I had been the one to kill her. The funeral was one of those instances. Even if there was a video of what had happened, no one would have believed that it was the truth, not with the way I’d bawled my fucking eyes out. Not with the way I’d thrown up at the foot of the church or the amount I’d had to drink once the proceedings were all done. Not with the hours I spent in the water searching for her body, my skin blue and my body close to hypothermia.

The day comes to a close, which in itself is sadder than sad. I’d never been to a funeral before, but even then, I know that this isn’t the send off anyone would have wanted for themselves. Sure, there were people from our school there, a pastor, some prayers said to a God that Sara-Lee didn’t believe in; a God who allowed her life on earth to be worse than that of gum living under a pig farmer’s boot. People cried, yes. But her murderer, he cried harder. It fucking sucked, there was no two ways around that.

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