When Shadows Fracture (Cherry Creek Book 2) by Callie Rae

Author:Callie Rae [Rae, Callie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-08-06T05:00:00+00:00

Vodka. My drug of choice. It’s the only thing numbing the pain of knowing that Fallon was right under my nose this entire fucking time. It didn’t take us long to figure out who owned the house and connect that person back to Marcus. To my surprise, the house is owned by Maria Hennings, Marcus’s mother. When we got back home, Jade tried to convince me to go to the police. To let them handle this going forward. I couldn’t tell her that I made a promise that I needed to keep. A promise that included no police.

None of that matters. She was right there, in my town, and I had no idea. My control over this place is slipping. The king of Cherry Creek is falling, and I can’t do shit about any of it. The only thing I’m capable of right now is finding a way to numb the hurt inside.

I take a sip from the fifth of vodka in my hand. It doesn’t burn anymore; it stopped burning about thirty minutes ago, around the same time my lips went numb.

I close the bottle and drop it in my bag. We have a game tonight—a basketball game. It’s sickening to know I am going to a basketball game while my girl is out there somewhere, possibly hurt, and for sure being tortured by her worst nightmare. And here I am, continuing my life like nothing happened. It feels wrong. It all feels so fucking wrong. I pick up the bag and throw it across the room just as Cason walks in and ducks out of the way.

“Sorry,” I mumble as I sit on the bed and put my head in my hands.

“You good, man? It’s almost game time,” Cason says. “You know I could call Coach. He’d probably get it. You don’t have to go. We’d all understand.”

“Nah, I’m good. I promised.” I shrug my shoulders just as Cason sniffs the air.

“Have you been drinking?” he asks. He walks over to my bag and, just as he picks it up, vodka begins to drip out of the bottom of it. Well, I guess I’ll be going to the store later. Kenny is working tonight. He’ll hook me up for sure.

“You can’t go to the game like this. We need to sober you up.” Cason grabs me by the arm, but I push him off. I don’t need to feel it all again. He just doesn’t understand.

“Nah, I’m good. Let’s just go.” I walk through the door, leaving my bag and its ruined contents sitting in a wet heap on the floor.

I’m not going to make it through this.

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