The complete scars series: Books one-four by Tonks Rachael

Author:Tonks, Rachael
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-17T16:00:00+00:00

Nate

Racing down the street, I’m going fast, way too fucking fast. I hit the brakes a little, the back end of the car screeching and kicking out. I fight with the rumble of the steering wheel to get it under control. My heart hammers loudly in my chest and I pull the car over. I shouldn’t be driving, I can’t fucking focus. I pull to the side of the country road, throwing open the door and falling from the seat. Adrenaline and anger course through me. I’m shaking violently as I try to get up from all fours. Only I can’t. The image of Tara, standing in front of me, the pain of her broken heart evident in her beautiful eyes, flashes over and over.

I’m weak.

Pathetic.

A fucked-up man, controlled by his father.

Finally pushing myself from the ground, I slump against the car as I contemplate what the fuck I’m going to do. If Jeffries finds out what happened, what I just did, he’ll gut me until I’m squealing like a pig. All I’ve ever known is the MC. Doesn’t mean I have to like it. Doesn’t mean I have to agree to every fucking rule they set before me.

“Argggghhh.” I let out a loud growl of frustration. Balling my fist, I rear back, hitting out at the window on the car. Over and over my knuckles connect with the glass. I’m like some maniac as I stand there, screaming, hitting the glass repeatedly, until it finally shatters. My fist throbs and blood spills onto the ground. I step back, shaking out my hand, watching as blood splatters everywhere, but I’m numb. I can’t feel the pain. It doesn’t sting, despite it being cut up. And I know it’s because the pain I feel inside out-fucking-weighs any physical sort of pain.

Standing in the middle of the road I just stare. Stare at my clenched fist. I have to go. I need to get back. Jeffries will wonder where I am. How my meeting with Brax was. After pulling me out of the deal with Brax, he finally changed his mind and gave into Brax’s demands to work with me and only me. Only, I can’t deal with the motherfucker who seems hell bent on ruining my fucking life. But, if I don’t return soon, he’ll send out the fucking search party for me. I move quickly, drop back into the car, slam the door shut, and rev the engine once more. I hate the fucking car, but my wonderful father insisted. Give me the goddamn bike any day.

Finally pulling up outside the house, I cut the engine, step out of the car, and dig in my pockets for my cigarettes. I need something, anything that can take away the edge. Cigarettes aren’t gonna do jack, but for now it’s all I got. I hold the flame to the tip of the cigarette and inhale the smoke; the familiar warmth fills my lungs.

“Took your fucking time, didn’t ya?” His voice causes my eyes to roll.

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