Lust (Vegas Nights #2) by Emma Hart

Author:Emma Hart [Hart, Emma]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General Fiction
Publisher: Emma Hart
Published: 2017-09-12T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Perrie

There were some things I didn’t do.

I didn’t sleep a lot. I didn’t pair socks before I put them back in the drawer. I didn’t dust as often as I probably should.

I didn’t visit the graves of my mother and sister.

In fact, I blocked them out completely. Those few years of my life where Penelope had overdosed and my mom had hung herself were little more than a blur to me. Their actions had set the course for my own, but to an extent, it felt like my destiny to be left alone was always written in the stars.

I was an accident, after all. The product of a risky affair that was never meant to be serious.

My biological father had been the first person to leave me, happily signing over all parental rights if my mom paid his legal bills.

She did.

Penelope was next. My perfect baby sister let the drugs take over, and eventually, they took her.

Then Mom. The only reason I was even a part of that rich, obnoxious family took her life because she couldn’t bear to live in a world that Penelope wasn’t a part of.

Then it was Dennis. Two weeks after I said the two magic words to him—“I’m pregnant”—he decided it was a good idea to get in his car when he was drunk as all get out and wrapped the shitty little Honda around a tree.

Right about the time my father and brother told me I should abort my baby because I couldn’t do it alone.

There was a strange sense of pride and self-righteousness about the fact I’d proved them wrong. Lola was the only person I had in this world, and it’d always been that way. Just the two of us, always.

Now, sitting in front of the headstones that marked the final resting places of my mom and sister, I understood something.

I hadn’t tried to find a real job as hard as I should have. I’d been abandoned by everyone in my life I’d ever loved. Pushed aside and forgotten or doubted. How was I supposed to get a real job when I knew I’d eventually be fired because I wasn’t good enough?

I couldn’t live easily because the money that was mine, that Mom had left me as my share of the business, was inaccessible.

Selling myself was the only job that made me worthless, that fit into the way I viewed myself every time I looked in the mirror. I was used and discarded like the shit I’d always thought myself to be, with nobody to lean on except my precious girl who I never wanted to be subjected to that side of her mom.

I took a deep breath and perched on the edge of the wall. There were footprints in the dusty area before me, and two small bouquets of flowers brightened their graves. My gut told me my brother was the person responsible for those, and although I’d wanted to bring some, I was glad I hadn’t.

He might know I was here if I had.

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