Obsessive Addiction: Those Malcolm Boys Book 1 by Donn KL

Obsessive Addiction: Those Malcolm Boys Book 1 by Donn KL

Author:Donn, KL
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-10-18T16:00:00+00:00


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Crux

Leaving Farren this morning was a lot harder than I thought it would be. The plan was to wait until she was inside the building before I left. I wound up sitting in my car in front of her school for two hours.

I only left because Zack called me, wondering why I wasn’t at the hospital. I honestly didn’t think I should be there since I know whatever defense Ben’s father has will try to convince everyone that I intimidated the kid into falsely accusing the man.

If it weren’t for the mix of disgust and fear in the kid when he told us, I’m not sure I would have believed him. He might have even wound up like his uncle.

When I arrived at the hospital, Zack was there with Echo, who, like usual, was the calming presence in the room. As angry as she was about what Ben had done to Farren, she was equally sympathetic because it was clear the young man has been tortured by what he’s endured in his life. I listened to his story for as long as I could, but eventually, I had to leave. I couldn’t bear knowing anymore. That Ren experienced the same gut-wrenching sickness in every moment of her life crushed me.

Honestly, I’m not even sure how either of them is still functioning members of society. I’ve always admired Farren for her resilience in wanting to go on with her life, to live, when she should have been broken.

We were able to glean from Ben’s recounting of information that his father and uncle come from a long line of repeat offenders. It makes you wonder if it’s in the DNA. If it’s a gene that can be carried on or if it’s a learned trait. Either way, I think Ben is going to be the one to break the mold in their family.

I never did do any of the things I told Farren I was going to today. I find myself back at her school an hour before the last bell rings wondering if she’s actually moving forward. If I’m helping her or making her worse.

Is this possessive need I have driving me to claim her only setting her back in her recovery? She’s told me time and again the nightmares are what’s killing her. She drowns in the memories of an overbearing, controlling man who forced her to do what he wanted. How am I any different?

“Fuck,” I hiss, banging my head on the steering wheel of my car. I’m fucking ruining her, and I can’t stop it for a second.

Today, when she tells us what happened, that’s going to test my resolve because I promised her I’d be there. I swore to her I would stay by her side.

Startled when the bell chimes, my head lifts, and immediately, Farren comes running out the front doors, her head down and shoulders slumped. Stepping out of the car, I cross the street and catch her before she turns to head towards what I assume is her bus stop.



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