Burnout by Taryn Eason

Author:Taryn Eason [Eason, Taryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-07-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

The whole incident had effectively sobered me up. I stood in my driveway and struggled to calm down so I wouldn't burn his car.

"Hurry up!" Lye called as he ran and hopped into the driver's side.

"How did you know what was happening?" I asked.

"Delilah," he panted, "She texted me from your phone and said you needed me ASAP."

He came so quickly. He must have dropped everything and headed to help me. I felt ashamed that I pulled him away from whatever he was doing.

"Thank you." I stared at him. His nose was still bleeding. "I'm sorry you got hurt though."

"This is nothing. I've had way worse." He smiled. "Your dad's a dick though. What was that all about?"

"I started it. I was on fire and trying to clear my head and he saw me. He reacted normally so I can't really blame him."

"You don't pull a gun on your daughter. You also don't refer to your daughter as 'that thing'. And I don't care how much you scared him, he shouldn't have tried to shoot you."

"I went up to him and taunted him while I was on fire. I had been drinking and I acted stupidly."

"Don't try to justify it." He said, the passing streetlights glinting off of his face. "You deserve better than that."

I was silent. I felt tears welling in my eyes. My own father had just tried to kill me. He had done awful things in the past, but nothing like that. Plus my mother did nothing to stop it. She just stood there like she didn't even recognize me. She asked if I was still me, as if she didn't know the answer. I came from her body and she acted like she didn't recognize me.

If my own parents didn't even love me, who could?

"Are you okay with staying at my place tonight? I don't know if it's such a good idea to go back."

I nodded.

He drove up to the house and unlocked the door. I walked inside and sat on the couch. He returned shortly with a t shirt and pajama pants to cover my fire suit.

"You never show up here clothed do you?" He joked.

"I can't help it. I'm just really bad at keeping clothes on. Isn't that how you like your women?" I replied, thankful for something to break my mood. The clothes were in my size, and I smiled at the thought that he had most likely bought them for me, just in case.

"Yeah, but I already told you jailbait isn't my thing. Have any friends who are more focused on careers than prom dates?"

"Nope. And I'll have you know I've been eighteen for almost seven months now."

"And I haven't been eighteen for almost seven years now."

I laughed. "I don't get you at all. You show up for me at the drop of a dime, even get into a fight for me and you don't even want to sleep with me. What's wrong with you?"

"Honestly?" He started. "You remind me of myself.

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