The Boys of Downcrash (The Complete Trilogy) by London Casey

Author:London Casey [Casey, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-09-29T07:00:00+00:00

~13~

Derreck thankfully never liked to cuddle. He preferred his side of the bed, rolling tight in the covers and succumbing to sleep. That left me sitting up, looking at the dark outline of Derreck under the covers.

The clock read three in the morning. I pictured Tatum, sleeping in his car, enjoying life. Playing such an important show, wanting DownCrash to become something bigger than a college band. And here I was, going to get in his way if I asked for his help. My heart ached like it never had before.

Nobody understood what slept next to me, the only person with some sense of understanding was Tatum. I touched my cell phone, thinking about what to do. I pressed a button and the screen didn’t turn on. Confused, I picked up the phone and started pressing all the buttons. Nothing. No response. Not even from the power button. I didn’t remember the battery being low. I flipped the phone over, opened the back, and my body cringed. Back in high school, Derreck used to steal my battery. He regulated my cell phone, telling me who I could talk to and when I could talk. If I broke his rules - or his promises, as he always put it - I would lose the battery, or worse.

The battery to my phone was on the nightstand. He must have done it as some kind of warning, memory, or perhaps a way to just invoke fear in me. Whatever it was, it worked. I put the battery in my phone and turned it on. Two messages came through, both from Tatum.

This was going to crush me. I knew it.

What a show... Strange not having everyone know you but some people actually did. Hope your night is going good too.

Ten minutes later, Tatum sent another one.

Text me when you can. I’ll be sleeping in a van... living the dream. :)

Living the dream.

I sighed.

I looked to my right, holding my phone up to cast light on Derreck’s body.

Tatum was living the dream and I was living the nightmare.

Just knowing Tatum was okay and thinking about me relaxed me enough to finally fall asleep.

I woke to the feeling of Derreck crawling over me. I did my best to fake sleep, hoping he didn’t want to do anything. It made me sick to imagine Derreck trying to touch me like Tatum did. He could never do what Tatum did. And there would be no way I could fake my way into enjoying it. My body didn’t care about promises, it cared about pleasure.

“Good morning,” Derreck whispered.

His breath stunk rotten and stale. He kissed my forehead and climbed out of bed. There were times, not as few and far between as I would have thought, when Derreck could be normal, even romantic. He proved it a couple minutes later when I smelled coffee and heard the sound of my small kitchen coming alive as a fresh breakfast began to cook.

Derreck cooked and served both of us, holding his coffee mug up, smiling.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.