Torn to Pieces by London Casey

Author:London Casey [Casey, London]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, (¯`'•.¸//(*_*)\\¸.•'´¯)
Published: 2013-05-01T00:00:00+00:00

~12~

I tried to close the door and a hand was there, keeping the door open. I turned, wide eyed, to find the delivery driver standing with a bag of food. He repeated my phone number and address and I nodded, still in shock.

He named the cost but I didn’t hear it. I wanted to tackle the man, steal his keys, and drive to Springsford to find Tatum. Then again, what would that do? Did I really need to drag Tatum into this? I looked over my shoulder and Derreck stepped towards the door. I felt his right hand touch my right side and I cringed. I gasped as Derreck held out the twenty.

“Here you go,” Derreck said, smiling.

That fake smile.

That fake face.

That fake everything.

The delivery driver handed me the bag of food and then started to dig in his pocket for change.

“No,” Derreck said, “you keep it. Have a good night. First time I’ve seen my girlfriend in a while. Looking forward to tonight.”

Derreck winked and the delivery driver nodded. He didn’t say a word as Derreck pulled me back and closed the door. He engaged the deadbolt and then took the bag of food from me. I watched him walk to the dining room table and start to take the food out.

“Damn,” he said. “You know, I was thinking about calling. I wish I did. There’s only one plate here I guess.” He looked over his shoulder and smiled. His blue eyes were piercing. “I guess we can share. Just like old times, right?”

“Derreck,” I finally mumbled. “Derreck... what...”

“Hey, look at this,” he said, “two fortune cookies. Sweet. You still remember to add in bed after the fortune, right?”

I thought about the last time I saw Derreck, the night of high school graduation. Sitting in his car in the back parking lot of an empty baseball field. Talking... making promises... I was doing everything to get him to take me home and not end up with my pants down in the backseat of his car.

Derreck put the food on the table and took the lid off. He inhaled the smell and shook his head. “You still eat this shit? Chicken and broccoli... why not get something better? Christ, I knew you’d never change.”

“What are you...”

I still couldn’t make a sentence. I glanced at my cell phone. But that wouldn’t do good. I couldn’t call Scarlett. I couldn’t call Tatum. And my keys were in my room.

Fuck.

I couldn’t even run from Derreck.

When he turned and came at me, I felt trapped and cornered. I jumped back until the back of my leg crashed into the table next to the couch. My knee bent in pain and as I was forced to sit, I knocked the lamp over. I looked to see it falling. Derreck managed to grab the lamp before it hit the floor.

“Whoa,” he said. “Are you that surprised to see me?”

I slithered away, around Derreck as he put the lamp back on the table. He turned and I froze again.

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