that she could really be gone. I need to get my ass out of bed and go find her. If nothing else, I need to know that we’ll still be able to work and function as friends.
Chapter 7
En Route To
Sarasota, Florida
As I pull back onto the highway, I can still feel the aching pain in my chest. It’s been a few hours since I left Birmingham and I’m still numb. I can only hope that this ill feeling will go away with time.
There’s no doubt in my mind Linc broke my heart. I know he didn’t mean to intentionally do it, but nevertheless he did. My heart hurts—in fact, my entire body feels like it’s been run over by a truck.
I’d like to think that my night with Linc is the cause for my sore muscles, but I know it’s so much more than that. It’s as though my body knows that it’s been separated from its soul mate.
Our conversation from last night has played over in my mind a thousand times. I thought for sure our feelings were mutual.
What was I thinking? How could I have read him so wrong? Why did I have to go and open my big mouth and ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to me? We had spent so much time together that I was sure that we were becoming more than just friends with benefits.
Well shit, I guess I was wrong. I learned a valuable lesson last night. I’ll never go with my gut when it involves a guy and my heart. It’ll just get broken in the end.
God I miss him—his subtle dimples that show when he’s smiling at me, his scent, and the way his strong arms hold me when we’re lying side by side.
I sat in bed, debating on waking him. I wanted to talk, but what would have been the point? He made it quite clear that there was no place for me in his heart.
I had no choice but to leave. There’s no way I could stay in the same town and pretend like things aren’t weird. I don’t know how I can look him in the eye if I ever see him again.
I gave him my heart and he wasn’t willing to accept it as my gift to him.
As soon as Daulton took me to my car, I called my parents and told them I was coming for a visit.
Mom was overly excited as I thought she’d be, but Dad was asking way too many questions. Not wanting to talk about it, I just told them I’d see them in a few hours.
I’ll miss him like crazy, but being away from him is what’s best for me—at least for right now. Maybe in time I’ll build up the courage to go back. By then he’ll have moved on and I’ll have the closure I need to forget him.
I was being truthful when I told him he was it for me. He’s the one person I can see myself spending the rest of my life with. Having him be with someone else may just be the pain to break me from him for good.
My heart is back in Birmingham; I don’t ever want it back. It will stay with Linc for as long as I live.
Chapter 8
I’ve been on the run for the past few days and I’m exhausted. I need to find a place to hide—to start over and change my life for good.
I can’t imagine that he’ll find me. What’s the point? I’m not worth anything to him but a quick lay and a slap across the face.
For three years I wasted my life; I could have done something. Hell, I could have become something if it hadn’t been for him.
When I met Rick ‘The Prick’ , I was swept off my feet. He was hot as hell; he charmed the panties off of me and showed me a good time.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought he’d turn me into his bitch—drugging me, selling me off to his friends, and hitting me anytime someone pissed him off.
Leaving him was the best decision I’ve ever made. I’ve finally broken free from the curse of Rick. I’ll never go back to that life again. I can’t. Life with him was bound to kill me one way or another.
Living in fear every day for my wellbeing is no longer an option. I had no other choice but to pack up and go. Not to just leave, but to run, run as fast and as far as I can from Oregon. Getting away from him is all I can do to save
Chapter 7
En Route To
Sarasota, Florida
As I pull back onto the highway, I can still feel the aching pain in my chest. It’s been a few hours since I left Birmingham and I’m still numb. I can only hope that this ill feeling will go away with time.
There’s no doubt in my mind Linc broke my heart. I know he didn’t mean to intentionally do it, but nevertheless he did. My heart hurts—in fact, my entire body feels like it’s been run over by a truck.
I’d like to think that my night with Linc is the cause for my sore muscles, but I know it’s so much more than that. It’s as though my body knows that it’s been separated from its soul mate.
Our conversation from last night has played over in my mind a thousand times. I thought for sure our feelings were mutual.
What was I thinking? How could I have read him so wrong? Why did I have to go and open my big mouth and ruin the best thing that’s ever happened to me? We had spent so much time together that I was sure that we were becoming more than just friends with benefits.
Well shit, I guess I was wrong. I learned a valuable lesson last night. I’ll never go with my gut when it involves a guy and my heart. It’ll just get broken in the end.
God I miss him—his subtle dimples that show when he’s smiling at me, his scent, and the way his strong arms hold me when we’re lying side by side.
I sat in bed, debating on waking him. I wanted to talk, but what would have been the point? He made it quite clear that there was no place for me in his heart.
I had no choice but to leave. There’s no way I could stay in the same town and pretend like things aren’t weird. I don’t know how I can look him in the eye if I ever see him again.
I gave him my heart and he wasn’t willing to accept it as my gift to him.
As soon as Daulton took me to my car, I called my parents and told them I was coming for a visit.
Mom was overly excited as I thought she’d be, but Dad was asking way too many questions. Not wanting to talk about it, I just told them I’d see them in a few hours.
I’ll miss him like crazy, but being away from him is what’s best for me—at least for right now. Maybe in time I’ll build up the courage to go back. By then he’ll have moved on and I’ll have the closure I need to forget him.
I was being truthful when I told him he was it for me. He’s the one person I can see myself spending the rest of my life with. Having him be with someone else may just be the pain to break me from him for good.
My heart is back in Birmingham; I don’t ever want it back. It will stay with Linc for as long as I live.
Chapter 8
I’ve been on the run for the past few days and I’m exhausted. I need to find a place to hide—to start over and change my life for good.
I can’t imagine that he’ll find me. What’s the point? I’m not worth anything to him but a quick lay and a slap across the face.
For three years I wasted my life; I could have done something. Hell, I could have become something if it hadn’t been for him.
When I met Rick ‘The Prick’ , I was swept off my feet. He was hot as hell; he charmed the panties off of me and showed me a good time.
Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought he’d turn me into his bitch—drugging me, selling me off to his friends, and hitting me anytime someone pissed him off.
Leaving him was the best decision I’ve ever made. I’ve finally broken free from the curse of Rick. I’ll never go back to that life again. I can’t. Life with him was bound to kill me one way or another.
Living in fear every day for my wellbeing is no longer an option. I had no other choice but to pack up and go. Not to just leave, but to run, run as fast and as far as I can from Oregon. Getting away from him is all I can do to save
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