Cursed Heart (Cursed #2.5) by T H Snyder

Author:T H Snyder [Snyder, T H]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781500484040
Amazon: 1500484040
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2014-07-09T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Pulling out of the parking garage, I slam on the gas pedal, creating a screeching sound along the pavement. My mind is enraged, my thoughts a jumbled puzzle. I don’t know what the hell just happened or where I went wrong, but this is my life and things like this just seem to happen.

I’ve known there was something about her since the first moment I set eyes on her in the diner. I wanted nothing more than to move to her and stand up for her. Today, I thought she was brought back into my life for a reason, but apparently I was wrong. As much as I had hoped I could be the one to help her in her time of need, all she wanted was to push me away.

I can’t stand for that anymore. The days of me being torn, tattered, and abused are in my past.

Throughout my life, all I’ve ever known is people that would take me as a fool and toss me to the side. My foster parents and siblings, my peers, coworkers, and even strangers looked to me as if I was an object, not a man with a heart and soul.

When will I finally be able to find that one person that will make me realize that I’m worth more than shit on the bottom of someone’s shoe?

Slamming my hands against the steering wheel, I let out a groan of frustration.

As I pull into the parking lot of my apartment complex, I’m unsure as to how I got here. My mind was so busy dwelling on my life that I drove home on autopilot. Parking the car, I get out and move up the stairs to my home. It may not be much, but it’s what I have right now. With a pounding headache, I push open my door, toss the keys onto the table, and make my way into the kitchen. Reaching for a bottle of Jack, I unscrew the cap and take back a big gulp. The amber liquor burns my throat while I slam the bottle down onto the countertop. Waiting for a moment, in hopes that the numbness will soon set in, I stare across the room at the hole in the wall. With the amount of rage building up inside of me, I feel like I could punch a hundred more holes in the walls of this place, but what good would that do? Instead, I tip the bottle back against my lips and take two long swallows. Gagging on the fire building in my throat, I screw the lid back on and toss the bottle into the sink. Stomping my way back to the bathroom, I feel like an overgrown child. She’s made me a fucking mess, a torn man full of emotions…do I want her or do I hate her?

Regardless of the pain she’s causing me right now, all I know is that I need to rid her of my thoughts. A nice hot shower will do me some good and hopefully relax the stress in my sore muscles.

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