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The Epilogue of Vol 1
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FROM: BLADE 7:23 P.M.Hey babe can't make dinner.Going out with the boys. Don't wait up. X-I clench my phone in my fist and slide my teeth together. Great, just great. Opening my black handbag, I toss the phone inside and glance around the room, a defeated exhale on my lips. I blink, my eyes stinging with frustration. Pooling tears threaten to liquify my mascara as thick humiliation seeps through my veins. I hate him. I hate him so much. "Excuse me, ma'am. Are you ready to order?" I startle, my attention snapping to the young waiter at my side. He taps his pen against his notepad with his long, slender fingers, his impatience a symphony echoing in my ears. I blink at him, trying to pinpoint why his boyish face, crooked nose, and long, blond hair looks so familiar-oh. Dread hurtles through me, its sharp tendrils burrowing deep in my chest. I've seen him before. He's the waiter assigned to my table every time Blade has stood me up at this God-forsaken restaurant.I must look patheti
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I storm around my apartment with a box tucked under my arm, collecting Blade's belongings. Though he doesn't live with me, he sure has a lot of things lying around my place. Each of his items I collect drives a wedge of unease deeper into the pit of my stomach. He won't be happy. He'll fight me. He'll argue his right to stay. He'll try and intimidate me until I cave. I need to remain strong. For my future, and the future I want.When I've grabbed everything he owns, I run downstairs and place the box on the drive. I whirl on my heel to face my house, only to be stopped by the gentle hum of an engine and a set of headlights as they cast my shadow against the white weatherboard wall. Panic punches me in the gut and seizes my lungs. He's here."Olivia?" Blade shouts, demanding my attention. "What're you doing?"I drag an inhale through my nose and blow it out between my lips, calming my racing heart. Forcing the panic and apprehension to melt from my face, I turn to look at him. Blade ste
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I pull up outside Dad's gym and lift myself high enough out of the driver's seat to check my reflection in the mirror. Usually, I'm well put together when I go to the gym. This morning, however, I look like death warmed up. My lids are heavy with exhaustion and my skin is an odd shade of pale.I spent more time trying to pinpoint the exact moment Blade turned into an astronomical douche than I should have last night. Of course, I couldn't. It's as if he woke up one morning and decided I was no longer worth his time, respect, or love. I replayed our relationship over and over and I kept coming back to the same question. If I'm such a terrible girlfriend, why didn't he leave me sooner? I guess I'll never know.Sighing, I fluff my long, high pony, lean across, and pull my gym bag off the passenger seat. After my workout, I'll need to shower and get dressed for work-which is the last thing I want to do on a day like today. Unfortunately for me, I've already taken too many days off this yea
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The water is nice on my skin - a little too cold for my liking, but I need it to be if I'm going to make it through the day without relieving whatever has me wound tighter than a damn jack-in-the-box.After I dry off, I slip into a black pair of lacy underwear, zip myself into my tight, black dress, and slip on a matching pair of black stilettos. Then, I gather my things and make my way over to the foggy mirrors. I stare at my reflection. Even after the cool shower, my cheeks are still flushed.I rub on my foundation to lessen the pinkish hue, apply some subtle eye make-up, and pull my long, damp hair into a makeshift bun. It's messy, but at least it looks deliberate. Then, I swap out my makeup for my cell phone and carry my bag on one shoulder. When I switch on my phone, I'm bombarded with text messages and voicemails from Blade, Mom, and my best friend, Selena.TEXT FROM: SELENA 12:00 A.M.Why is Blade calling me non-stop?Please tell me it's for real andYou dumped his arrogant ass
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The Consumed Series The Steakhouse, Part 1
Selena and I pull into our favorite steakhouse off the main road, a few streets from my father's gym. She fought tooth and nail for Mexican, but I think I made it clear I never want to set foot in Maine's only Mexican restaurant again. Ever. Inside the steakhouse, a lovely red-headed waitress seats us in a large booth by a window that showcases the not-so-beautiful scenery of the semi-dilapidated parking lot we parked in, and a small block of stores that could use an upgrade. "I am so sick of living in this place," Selena groans, shuddering away from the view."Tell me about it." The waitress simpers, opening her tiny notepad. "What can I get you, ladies?"Selena doesn't bother looking at the menu. This place sells her favorite kind of fries, and she can't get enough of their specialty craft beer. "I'll have a plate of cheesy fries and a jug of your best beer, please," she says, ordering exactly as I expect her to. Even so, I still arch an eyebrow at her. "That's it? No vegetables?
The Consumed Series The Steakhouse, Part 2
Tingles pulse in waves, heightening every nerve in my body. They dance up my spine, wrapping themselves around each vertebra until they reach my hairline at the top of my neck. I stare at his full lips, lips that look like they were expertly molded to give the most perfect kisses and deliver the naughtiest promises. They curve slightly, a teasing smirk, daring me to acknowledge him.Why would I? We don't know each other. We're not friends. I avert my gaze to the menu beside me and pluck it from its holder. Opening it, I pull it up to cover my burning face and buy myself a few seconds to catch my breath. What are the odds of him being here at the same time I am? Please, for the love of God, don't let him come over here. I barely manage to control my racing heart when two long, thick fingers curl around the top of the menu. Oh, no. Blood drains from my face and pools in the deep pit of my stomach as the thick menu card is pulled from my hands."Olivia," he says in a voice so sinfully r
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Spending last night at home with my best friend, eating snacks and watching movies, was exactly what the doctor ordered. Last night was the first time in a long time I've truly felt at peace. I even slept through the night. I can't recall the last time I had an unbroken sleep.I approach my father's gym and, as I curl my fingers around the long door handle, I realize I'm holding my breath. Why? Probably because I'm afraid of running into Seth. He has a way of burrowing under my skin with a single look and it terrifies me. I barely know him, yet he's controlled every thought I've had these past few days. It's insane. Exhaling, I shake my head, open the door, and step inside. Do not look at him. Do not look at him, I tell myself.And I fail miserably. My eyes betray me, darting straight to where he was standing yesterday. Nothing. I pout when my gaze falls onto an empty space. Seth isn't here. Suddenly, my motivation to be at the gym depletes. I wish I was back in bed, sleeping."Olivi
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