Reece by L.C. Davis & L.C. Davis

Author:L.C. Davis & L.C. Davis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: L.C. Davis

Ellis

When I opened my eyes, the light in the room greeted me with noxious clarity. I filtered it through my fingertips as I sat up and the whole room spun.

They weren’t kidding when they said not to mix those pills with alcohol. Shit.

And I was still in need. Lovely.

Memories of the night before started coming back, but at least my awkward dreams served as a transition. Reece’s scent was still everywhere, on my clothes, my chair, my blanket, but my senses were heightened because of the need, so hopefully he’d already left.

I discarded my clothes and realized they smelled like beer and crappy takeout, so I tossed them rather than dealing with the dry cleaner. As I stepped into the shower, as good as the water felt, it had me alert enough to remember how I’d come onto Reece with crystal clarity. And how he’d rejected me, as always.

Maybe I really did have a problem if I was that delusional. Just what I needed, a stint in rehab on top of everything else. That would really make me a desirable job candidate.

A week—a month, if Reece was to be believed—was all it had taken for me to unravel. I still had the next sixty years or so to get through, so this was not a promising start.

Reminding myself that I didn’t actually have to make it that long, just for as long as my mother was here, was far more comforting than it should have been. When it had first happened, knowing what it would do to my parents was the one thing that had kept me from hurting myself. I’d always felt like making it this long was a victory, but now I was starting to wonder. What would my mother think if she saw me this way? If she knew how out of control I’d let myself get?

I knew what my brothers would say. I knew how they’d look at me, the same way Reece had.

Maybe I didn’t need to go anywhere. I’d had a bad night, or thirty, but maybe it wasn’t that bad. I could get myself back on track. I’d done it once alone, why was now any different? All I had to do was stop taking the pills, get my psych to switch me to something longer-acting. Stop drinking. Find a job. Any job, really, just something to pass the time and keep my mind off of…everything.”

My bedroom door shut, which meant either Reece hadn’t left or there was more about the night before that I’d forgotten. I turned off the water and went into my walk-in to find some clean clothes to throw on. When I came out into the room, he was standing there with the gun I kept in a locked box under the bed with a deeply troubled look on his face.

“You’re still here.”

“You have a gun.”

“It’s northern California. It practically came with the condo.”

His expression remained humorless as he placed the gun back in the box. “Did you plan

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