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Authors: Justine Elvira
Tags: Coming of Age, new adult, friends to lovers, action romance, outlaw, rags to riches, law and crime, con artist romance, dance academy, bad boy love
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not buckled in," I
shout, sitting back in the worn cloth seats and fastening myself
in. Once he hears the sound of the click he leans in to kiss me
chastely on the lips and then we're moving again, the auto shop and
Jagger in my rearview mirror.
"What was that between you and Jagger?" I
ask, wanting to know what their heated discussion was about.
"What was what?" Dougy asks confused.
"The two of you were yelling at each other
and pointing over in my direction."
"Oh, that. Jagger was just being a prick. He
likes to stick his nose where it doesn't belong. He's always felt
like he could say whatever he wants when it comes to you."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean nothing, babe. Don't worry about it.
You and I are none of Jagger's business and I told him that. He
acts like he's looking out for you, but that's not his job. I've
got your best interest at heart."
They were fighting about me? I'm so
confused.
"And the money? What was that for?"
He sighs deeply before answering. "That was
just business. I owed him some money and paid my debt." Dougy's
hand falls on my knee and gives it a squeeze. "Where to, babe? It's
your big day so what would you like to do?"
I'm staring at his calloused hand; rough
from the hard work he does at the warehouse. Dougy likes to have
his hands on me, he always has, but right now his touch feels wrong
to me, foreign. I'm uncomfortable and every time the tips of his
fingers move against me it makes me want to crawl out of my
skin.
I'm willing him to move his hand off my body
as I respond. "I just want to go home."
Please take your hand off me.
If I let him take me out tonight, if we go
somewhere, he'll spend money on me and I can't let him do that. I
finally feel ready enough to break up with him, I made the decision
last night, but after seeing Jagger today it confirms everything I
know. I'm being unfair to Dougy. Feeling my insides awaken just by
being in Jagger's presence, it's not right to continue leading
Dougy on. He's a good guy, most of the time, and he deserves a
woman who will feel the same way about him as he feels about
her.
That woman is just not me.
I could have maybe carried on with this
charade for a little while longer, but after the way Dougy talked
to me in front of Jagger–embarrassing me and causing Jagger to mock
and make fun of our relationship–I have to end this relationship
soon.
Today.
"That's lame, babe. What are we going to do
at your place?" We stop at a red light and he looks over and smiles
at me. "I can think of one thing to do, but that won't take all
night."
Normally I'd roll my eyes at him, or make a
joke about already knowing he can't go all night, but my face stays
stoic. I don’t want to lose focus on what I need to do tonight.
"I think we should talk." I pause,
swallowing deeply. "I think we should finally sit down and
talk."
By the end of the night I'm alone in my
singlewide and no longer Dougy's girlfriend.
Chapter Seven
Jagger
Two years later
"Charlie!" I call out to my sister while
walking into the doublewide trailer we share in our small town in
Arizona. I've lived in this trailer my entire life but it looks
completely different from what I lived in as a kid. Charlie has
renovated the kitchen and living room, had the outside
professionally landscaped, and repainted most of the rooms. The
only place in this trailer she hasn't touched is my bedroom, but
that's only because I won't let her.
Tossing the mail onto the kitchen table I
hold the one remaining envelope in my hand and wait to confront my
sister. She's gotten out of control and I have to put an end to it
today.
I hear rustling in one of the back bedrooms
before my sister huffs her way over to me. "What is it, Jagger? I
just bought Mason new bedding and was in the middle of putting it
on his bed so I could surprise him when he gets home from
school."
My sister can spend other people's money
faster than they can make it. I wonder how much this trip to the
store cost me?
shout, sitting back in the worn cloth seats and fastening myself
in. Once he hears the sound of the click he leans in to kiss me
chastely on the lips and then we're moving again, the auto shop and
Jagger in my rearview mirror.
"What was that between you and Jagger?" I
ask, wanting to know what their heated discussion was about.
"What was what?" Dougy asks confused.
"The two of you were yelling at each other
and pointing over in my direction."
"Oh, that. Jagger was just being a prick. He
likes to stick his nose where it doesn't belong. He's always felt
like he could say whatever he wants when it comes to you."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean nothing, babe. Don't worry about it.
You and I are none of Jagger's business and I told him that. He
acts like he's looking out for you, but that's not his job. I've
got your best interest at heart."
They were fighting about me? I'm so
confused.
"And the money? What was that for?"
He sighs deeply before answering. "That was
just business. I owed him some money and paid my debt." Dougy's
hand falls on my knee and gives it a squeeze. "Where to, babe? It's
your big day so what would you like to do?"
I'm staring at his calloused hand; rough
from the hard work he does at the warehouse. Dougy likes to have
his hands on me, he always has, but right now his touch feels wrong
to me, foreign. I'm uncomfortable and every time the tips of his
fingers move against me it makes me want to crawl out of my
skin.
I'm willing him to move his hand off my body
as I respond. "I just want to go home."
Please take your hand off me.
If I let him take me out tonight, if we go
somewhere, he'll spend money on me and I can't let him do that. I
finally feel ready enough to break up with him, I made the decision
last night, but after seeing Jagger today it confirms everything I
know. I'm being unfair to Dougy. Feeling my insides awaken just by
being in Jagger's presence, it's not right to continue leading
Dougy on. He's a good guy, most of the time, and he deserves a
woman who will feel the same way about him as he feels about
her.
That woman is just not me.
I could have maybe carried on with this
charade for a little while longer, but after the way Dougy talked
to me in front of Jagger–embarrassing me and causing Jagger to mock
and make fun of our relationship–I have to end this relationship
soon.
Today.
"That's lame, babe. What are we going to do
at your place?" We stop at a red light and he looks over and smiles
at me. "I can think of one thing to do, but that won't take all
night."
Normally I'd roll my eyes at him, or make a
joke about already knowing he can't go all night, but my face stays
stoic. I don’t want to lose focus on what I need to do tonight.
"I think we should talk." I pause,
swallowing deeply. "I think we should finally sit down and
talk."
By the end of the night I'm alone in my
singlewide and no longer Dougy's girlfriend.
Chapter Seven
Jagger
Two years later
"Charlie!" I call out to my sister while
walking into the doublewide trailer we share in our small town in
Arizona. I've lived in this trailer my entire life but it looks
completely different from what I lived in as a kid. Charlie has
renovated the kitchen and living room, had the outside
professionally landscaped, and repainted most of the rooms. The
only place in this trailer she hasn't touched is my bedroom, but
that's only because I won't let her.
Tossing the mail onto the kitchen table I
hold the one remaining envelope in my hand and wait to confront my
sister. She's gotten out of control and I have to put an end to it
today.
I hear rustling in one of the back bedrooms
before my sister huffs her way over to me. "What is it, Jagger? I
just bought Mason new bedding and was in the middle of putting it
on his bed so I could surprise him when he gets home from
school."
My sister can spend other people's money
faster than they can make it. I wonder how much this trip to the
store cost me?
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