Page 1 of Volatile Waters

CHAPTER ONE

A Dare

There was beauty in her living… But her death could’ve meant I would have avoided the grip of the new emotions I despised. Her death would’ve prevented my world from being tossed into a blender—razor-sharp blades dissecting everything I thought I knew.

Whitney dared me to keep my eyes closed.

She dared me to continue to live with the ignorance that had been my closest companion. One cannot diverge from perverted sick ways of living unless they have experienced an alternative. I hadn’t. The twisted way I was raised and the brutality I witnessed every day was my everything, and it was all I ever thought it would be. But there was to be more… And a redheaded wench that would help change my very existence.

Yes, there was beauty in her living… but first, we had to suffer in damnation, together.