Thick & Thin (Thin Love Book 3) by Eden Butler

Author:Eden Butler [Butler, Eden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-24T21:00:00+00:00

“I don’t know what the hell I think right now, Mom. I’m a little…shit.”

“It’s not the end of the world.” Kona rested his arms against the bed railing, trying his hardest not to act as panicked as he looked. “Football isn’t everything. You have other talents…”

“And other opportunities,” Mom added, giving me a genuine smile.

I didn’t need my Mom and Dad fixing my problems. My problems were mine to own, mine to handle and just then, the day, the circumstances overwhelmed me. There was a blanket of hopelessness that fell over me, something that made my chest feel heavy and the listless, uncontrollable urge to lash out and wound came over me. I hated feeling so weak.

“Have you two already got my life mapped out for me because I’d love to hear it. Honest. I mean, I have no idea where I’ll be in a month, but please, go right ahead and tell me what I should do.”

That stung. I saw that my rudeness had landed hard, hard enough that my mom stood up from the bed, shuffling to the foot of it as though she needed a moment to contain her disappointment.

Kona, however, had no such problem. If I was being an asshole, he was the first to call me on it. “For starters,” he said, standing straight enough so he could look down at me, disappointed. “Maybe you can give up the whiny attitude and stop taking shit out on us.”

“Kona…” Mom tried, but the small plea died on her lips when my father jerked his chin at her.

“You’ve always babied him too much,” Dad said, frustrated.

“Maybe you haven’t babied him enough,” she countered.

“Keira, he’s twenty-eight. He’s a grown damn man.” He looked back at me, shoulders still stiff. “Something like this happens, keiki kane, and you decided how you’ll handle it right from the beginning.”

I hated them bickering, especially over me. I hated that the sinking weight in my chest had only grown heavier the louder my parents’ voices rose. “And you’re going to tell me how?”

“No. I’m not. Neither is your mother.” Kona got a little closer, leaning one hand on the mattress next to my head. “You’ve got to figure that shit out for yourself. You either take these lumps and deal with them or you lay on your back and bitch about how unfair life is.” He stood then, crossing his massive arms over his wide chest. “But I gotta say, I can’t believe you’ll take up the second option. Not with how your mother raised you. Not with all that ass kicker blood you’ve got running through those veins. We don’t run, keiki kane. That’s just not who we are, is it?”

That stare was steely cold, meant to boost my confidence, meant to call me out for being a little punk. But that weight felt like forever, as though not even my father’s words ringing true could ease it.

Still, I wouldn’t have him see me weak. I’d get no pity from him, I knew that.

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