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“You cocksucking little shit! No son of mine is gonna be a pansy-ass actor. You’re a piece of trash, just like your mama!”
He pushed me to the floor and kicked me in the back, over and over. By the fifth blow, I couldn’t move. I was balled up, my hands covering my head, screaming in agony.
Not that anyone could hear me. Our house was surrounded by miles of countryside.
When would it stop? Please make it stop…
Just when I thought I was going to pass out, Kenny stepped away. And kicked the wall beside me so hard that pieces of plaster rained down over me, covering me in dust.
His footsteps got farther away until I heard a door slam…
The door slammed. I opened my eyes.
I recognized Reed’s footsteps, but I was already in full blown panic.
My body was shaking. The acid in my stomach churned full force and I bent over, holding my head in my hands.
I couldn’t take a breath. Fucking hell, I couldn’t breathe.
All I heard was that bastard, the slurs, the anger, the horrible sound of his hand hitting my mother’s face, his foot hitting my back.
I tasted bile in my mouth and then it was too late.
Tears blurred my vision as I lost control and vomited all over the floor.
Why does it have to be this way?
I had Reed now, the best thing in my life.
All at once, I was terrified. Scared to love him and terrified about losing him.
I needed something, anything to calm down. To give me control.
The last thing I heard was Reed calling out my name.
CHAPTER 29
TATE
Iopened my eyes and for a moment, wondered where I was.
Then it all flooded back.
I was in the UK. With Reed.
And I was out.
I remembered Henn’s call and reading all the hateful comments on my social media.
The flashback to my childhood. Puking my guts out after that.
You know what makes the pain go away.
Just one line and like magic, you’re high and bright.
All the bad memories are gone and you’re on top of the world.
And there it was. No matter how long I’d been off the coke, there was no escaping its temptation. It was a toxin that lived in my marrow, feeding off my fear. Something I couldn’t ever get rid of.
