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“No promises. Now, you two fuck off, and get back to work.”
CHAPTERFOUR
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Itug down on my tight black dress as I walk through the doors to Trance, our favorite spot for a Friday night. Bobby, my bodyguard, opens the door for me. As I walk through, he grabs my wrist. I turn to face him with a scowl. “Don’t touch me,” I spit out.
“I promised your father I won’t let you make a fool of yourself. He has a big meeting tomorrow, and the last thing he needs is to clean up after you again.” His breath, tinged with whiskey, chokes over me.
I huff and snatch my arm back. Like my bastard of a father cares. He stopped being my dad the day my mom died.
He didn’t want to accept what his man did to me. He couldn’t bear to be around me after I told him.All he is is a power hungry thug.
“Well, he doesn’t need to worry. I’m totally fine. Just having a good time, living my life.”
I cross my arms and straighten my spine. I’ve gotten good at pretending to be okay. I do it every time I leave the house.
“Look. He cares about you; he just has a lot going on at the moment.”
“Are you serious? He’s had a lot going on for years!” I can’t disguise the hurt in my voice.
“I’m not having this conversation with you.”
He frowns, and I turn my back on him and keep walking, the urge to shoot some vodka taking over. If I’m sober, I feel. I feel so fucking much it cripples me.
He shakes his head and assumes his position for the night to watch me. I storm off and search for my friends in the sea of faces. Spying Liv’s bouffant blonde hair, I head to their table at the back of the room.
The top is lined with drinks. Liv and Jas eye me suspiciously as I toss back a shot before even saying a word, letting the vodka set my body on fire. Making me numb.
Just how I like it.
But it’s not enough. Nothing is ever enough.This is my life. Day after day, drink after drink. It’s the only way I can stop the recurring nightmare ofhim.Even just temporarily.
“Hey bitches!” I say, plastering on a smile for them.
“Stressful day?” Jas asks, looking over her nearly empty glass with a grin.
“Something like that,” I mumble.
“What’s the plan for tonight?” Liv says, flicking her blonde hair over her shoulder.
A smile creeps up on my lips. I spy Bobby to my left, watching me like a hawk by the entrance to the bathroom.
“The same as all the other nights. Get fucked up, pass out, maybe find some guys to keep us up,” Jas interrupts before I can reply. She finishes her glass of wine, then licks her bright red lips.
“Come on, little mafia princess, you had best head to the bar. You look like you need to catch up.” Liv slides towards me.
I can’t remember the last time I even had a hangover; that’s mainly thanks to the cocaine. Since flunking out of college, the three of us moved in together, and we’ve partied hard since.The second I start to sober up, I can feel his teeth biting into my flesh, the weight of his body pressing me into the mattress. His cold hands gripping onto my hips.
I shiver in my seat, almost feeling his warm, whiskey-laced breath gagging me. Bile rises up my throat, and I swallow it back down.
Alcohol is not going to cut it tonight. The memories have been creeping back in more and more frequently.
“You’re right. I need some shots and maybe something more.”
My friends both look at me with a knowing smile.
“You best get to the bar and find us a guy; they always give it up for you. Little miss perfect tits and ass. Hell, how you get away with not sleeping with them for it, I’ll never know,” Liv giggles and downs her shot.
