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Chapter 9
Calax
The first time I met Addie, I thought she was a pretentious, stuck-up rich girl. How could I think anything different? Her hair hung in perfect ringlets down her back, and she wore a headband in her hair. A fucking headband. Combined with her pleated skirt and white blouse, she was the exact replica of every schoolgirl fantasy I ever had.
Of course, I didn’t think anything of the beautiful girl with the plush, red lips and alabaster skin. Not only was she the daughter of some rich fuck, but she had an air of imperiousness that could only be achieved by a sense of entitlement.
Looking back, I realized that so called “entitlement” was fear and this unrealistic pressure to be perfect.
It was only after the second time I met her that I couldn’t get her out of my mind.
I had been riding home with the girl of the day - some chick with the name of a stone. Emerald, maybe? Ruby? It had been my day with her. Ryder had taken her the night before, and Tam had her before that. I remember positively nothing about that girl. Hair color? No clue.
Race? No freaking idea.
Yet, I remember every single detail about Addie. There had been a streak of dirt on her left cheek, right under her eye. Her hair had been in a ponytail that day, loose strands cascading around her perfect face.
The girl I was with - let’s call her Diamond - hopped off my bike with a sway to her hips. Normally, I would’ve been entranced, or at least as much as I could be knowing that this girl had screwed my best friends only hours earlier. Not that it bothered me, necessarily, but I never looked at these women as anything other than a meaningless fuck.
I only wished they felt the same.
My attention, however, wasn’t on my “date” but on the girl who was kneeling over a plot of dirt. As I watched, transfixed, she wiped sweat from her forehead and pursed her thick lips.
“What the hell is she doing?” Emerald - shit Diamond - asked in disbelief. The girl, whose name I hadn’t learned at the time, turned towards us with a smile. Seemingly undeterred by Diamond’s scowl, she waved.
“Well, hiya. I’m planting a motherfucking garden.”
There were so many things wrong with that sentence...and so many things right with it.
Addie turned back towards her rather depressing “garden”, mumbling something about sexy bikers under her breath.
And yes, I may have smiled smugly and puffed out my chest. I was a conceited bastard.
“Come on, pookie,” Jasmine cooed. “Let’s go to your room.”
I absently waved her away.
“You’re planting a garden?” I asked Addie in disbelief. “You okay up there?” I pointed to my forehead to emphasize what I meant.
She snorted.
“Are you okay down there?” she countered, staring pointedly at my manhood. And dammit if I didn’t get a little turned on by her teasing.
“So why the hell are you planting a garden at an apartment complex you don’t live at?”
Because I definitely would’ve remembered her if she had moved in.
“Because my parents are little shits who don’t think that this apartment is pretty enough.” She made a face. “When they’re not happy, I’m not happy.”
Almost instinctively, I took a step closer to her. Ruby was not happy.
“I thought we were going upstairs,” she sneered. I gave her an annoyed look. Had she always been this irritating?
“You go ahead,” I said. I didn’t bother to add that I would meet her there - I had the distinct feeling I would want her gone after all this was over. “Or you could call Ronan and have him pick you up.”
Her face immediately perked up. I didn’t bother to tell her that Ronan was currently on a date with another girl. With Ronan, the more the merrier.
“So your parents are tough, huh?” I asked, turning back to Addie. I was such a fucking idiot back then. How could I have not see what she was enduring?
