Playing Heart to Get by Kara Liane

Author:Kara Liane [Liane, Kara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kara Liane
Published: 2017-04-27T16:00:00+00:00

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After I cleaned myself off and the mess on my bed, I decided I would do the one thing I said I wouldn’t do. I had to reach out to Alexi. I was feeling so nauseated. It was probably due to the nerves over calling him, and the disgust from the letter I just got. I didn’t even want to tell my parents about the letter because it would only worry them to no end. I thought about seeing a physician because with all my stomachaches and queasiness lately, maybe I had an ulcer or something.

All this stress was probably catching up to me. I should be getting my period any day to top it all off. Ugh! Clearly I was trying to talk myself out of calling him through changing the subject. But in the end, I knew the only right thing to do was to take the plunge and call Alexi. There were a lot of unspoken matters between us that needed sorting out. Priority, though, was his safety. I hovered over his name on my favorites contact list, and finally hit the button to connect.

It rang several times and then he picked up, “Well if it isn’t the angel. Or is it devil?” he slurred out.

Oh my God! Was he drunk? I immediately felt bad for him, but also angry. I won’t even mention that I was reluctantly turned on. Just hearing his voice in any manner did that to me. But anyway, I was upset that he still seemed to be doing this to himself. How much alcohol had he consumed over the weeks? I was also angry because why was I the devil? It didn’t make sense. I had to focus to get to the matter at hand, his safety.

“Alexi…,” I breathed out, and he groaned. “I want to talk to you, but it sounds like now isn’t a good time. Please call me when you sober up. We have a lot to discuss,” I begged.

I knew I sounded desperate, but it was the overall nature of the situation.

He hiccupped and came back with, “Unless you want to ride my cock, I have nothing to talk about. Apparently all you bitches are good for is a fuck.” He emphasized the “ck” ending deliberately.

Normally his crude language was sexy and drugging, but this was something different. This was disgusting and vulgar. Tears immediately started to fall once again over this man. Would they ever stop falling? Maybe we were doomed. I had done nothing but cry to, about, and for this man since that day in the breakroom.

I sobbed out, “I don’t understand. How can you be so cruel?”

“I’m a bastard, baby. What can I say?” was his ridiculous reply.

“I hope you remember this conversation. I hope you remember each piece of my heart you broke…,” I started to say. I had to take a few calming breaths and then tried again. “While you’re breaking me, I’m trying to save you. I need to warn you about something.

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