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Seaside Pictures Chapter 46
ZaneShe'd caught me by surprise by completely throwing me off my game, then pissed me off so horribly that I seriously wanted to do physical damage, something - anything.Ribs.She said she'd seen ribs. Like I was hungry.And of course, because words had the power to bring back memories and with those memories feelings - I was transported, like I was living it all over again: the hollow feeling of being starved, the helplessness as she gave me more of her food since I was a growing boy. And the guilt, that while she tried to strengthen me, she grew weaker and weaker."When you said marshmallows were your addiction, I thought you were exaggerating.""Does this look like an exaggeration?" I pointed to the four grocery bags we'd just loaded up from the store and shrugged. "Besides, you never know if they'll run out or if zombies take over the world. I mean what if the only food zombies can eat to return to their natural human state is marshmallows?""Yes." She nodded seriously.
Seaside Pictures Chapter 47
FallonI wasn't entirely sure what a nervous breakdown looked like, but I did know crazy, and Zane fit the bill. Who just walked into some stranger's house, a house that said stranger is letting you stay in and starts pulling off their clothes?And he didn't have any sort of... underthings.I mentally shook my fist up at my grandma in heaven. She was the reason I used weird language. Always calling bras "braziers" and underwear "underthings", as if the word panty was too brazen to say out loud.It literally took me five trips to the Victoria's Secret in Portland to finally stutter out the word "bra." And even then, I was so exhausted and embarrassed afterward that Mags was afraid I was going to pass out.Then again, she was probably hoping I would so she could call in some hot paramedics. She was good at that, using my social awkwardness to further her dating calendar.I shoved my glasses aside to rub my burning eyes then put them back on. It was no use; the glasses were so old
Seaside Pictures Chapter 48
ZaneDon't ask me why I did it. I'd probably lie to you just like I was lying to myself. I didn't want to go back to the house.It was lonely.And I honestly hated being there when it was empty. Typically, I at least had one person stumbling around, but now that Linc was shacking up with Dani I didn't really have anyone.She loved helping him on set.Amongst other things.And Jay was busting his ass making sure they all stayed on schedule for production.I had a date with a pizza carton.That was my future.Half was loneliness, the other half was curiosity, what type of family did this odd girl come from? My little four eyes. She probably thought I was insulting her, when really, it was the exact opposite, almost like the type of name-calling you do on the playground, where rocks are reserved for the cute girls and all that shit."Don't ask questions!" Fallon smacked my arm as though we'd known each other for years. I liked it. Damn it. "And just, when my dad starts talking
Seaside Pictures Chapter 49
FallonMy hands were shaking.And I was sweating.There was nothing attractive about the fact that I was barely able to keep the trembling out of my voice, meaning everything I said came out harsher than I wanted it to.Did he have any idea how difficult it was to just be around him and try to act normal? To focus so desperately on my speech, on the formation of every single word just so I wouldn't stutter as much?"Holy shit." Zane's breath hit the back of my neck causing warmth to spread down my arms. "Is that crab real?"I smirked at the giant, glass fish tank at the front of the restaurant. "You mean Helga?"He whistled. "You know what they say about names. If you name something, that means you have to keep it." A flash of emotion came and went, making me more curious than I needed to be.Because it was Zane Andrews.He acted like it didn't matter.But it did. And anyone with two eyes could see that he was just used to the world giving him things."Table for two," Zane
Seaside Pictures Chapter 50
ZaneThe morning light pierced through the curtains, dancing along my fingertips, its warmth reminding me that it was a new day, and I'd made a really shitty life choice by inviting someone to share it with me.What the hell had I been thinking?I knew it was a bad idea the minute the offer left my lips. She was too perceptive by half - most of the people I knew, didn't give a rat's ass that I didn't like crowds. They assumed it was a complete privacy thing.But that was the really unfortunate part about studying your own brain and human behavior - you realize that sometimes there is literally no explanation for why you go into fight or flight, or why for some reason, I can handle crowds if I'm distracted or with a friend, but have trouble going to the grocery store by myself.One meltdown.I'd had one meltdown at a concert last year.The record label wasn't pleased.It wasn't my fault everyone assumed it was drugs, the perfect storm of overheating, being dehydrated, and havi
Seaside Pictures Chapter 51
FallonYou know how doctors always say never to do an internet search of your symptoms? I believed them. I refused to Google anything.I'd always been cautious to a fault.Half nerd, half goody two-shoes.More focused on my grades than my hair or the fact that girls around me were wearing heels while I was still sporting chucks and vintage band T-shirts.So, the morning after seeing Zane, after agreeing to his asinine plan and walking home in a complete daze.I did the unthinkable.I typed in his name.Zane Andrews.My first mistake was assuming that it would be all about his music and his time in Seaside.Instead, there were so many pictures of the guy shirtless that I almost dropped my phone in my bowl of oatmeal, and about died on the spot when my dad snatched my phone instead of his off the table.And being an idiot, mine wasn't password protected.So he got a huge eyeful of chest.And nearly collided with a wall in an attempt to get away from the kitchen and his dau
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ZaneThree hours of flushing toilets, and I was suddenly thankful she only had a five-hour shift this morning. It wasn't like I'd planned on going to work with her like a total loser. But I'd driven to the set, taken one look at all the extras, consumed at least a half bag of marshmallows, then found myself passing the resort.After a few questions at the front desk, I was directed to the back office where Fallon would be, and the rest was history.Well, sort of.I 'd just stripped the bed when I heard her scream.My feet tangled in the sheets nearly sending me against the nightstand before I freed myself and ran into the other room."What's wrong?" Adrenaline spiked through my system as I sized up the situation. Fallon's eyes were wide and then she did a little dance and washed her hands about five times before shuddering.I peeked around the corner of the table. Clinging to the wall like a giant deflated slug was a used condom. I smirked. "Tell me you touched it.""With my
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FallonI took him everywhere.And like a pubescent child, he was demanding and sometimes whiny. I made a mental note to bring marshmallows and some sort of sugary soda to keep him occupied while driving in the car."Money," Zane blurted before I dropped him off at his house. "You need money.""What?""For school." He did that nonchalant shrug thing. "Right? I mean you said your financial aid didn't kick in right away, so what if, I pay you?""You do realize I was going to do it for free, right?""Gas costs money, and so does your time, not to mention the fact that I had to stop at least three times for food, and girls gotta eat too." His eyes flashed. "Eating is important.""O...kay." I tried not to frown, but he wasn't making sense again. "So you want to pay for food."His hands started to shake, he quickly pulled at the door handle, but I grabbed his arm."Hey," My fingers dug in, keeping him in place. "Are you sure you're okay?""I'm always okay." He flashed me a fake c
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