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You, Always

Chapter 3 Caitlyn

Word Count: 2595    |    Released on: 18/06/2024

tertop, startling me from my little

ne back home 4 a few days 2 c her. Sorry! M

istract myself from thinking or feeling anything about Carter. but as I thought that I felt like shit, being so selfish to use he

r had gone too far, but sadly I knew thst one of thes

l be ok! hope u r ok 2? Call me

ike a pair of elephants the both of them, I winced, hoping that the

arter had swapped his black T-shirt and trainers for a black shirt with most of the top buttons undone, revealing a sneak peek at his mu

My brother had forgotten his mobile in his room, running back up to retrieve it without a word as the faint sound of his ringtone drifted do

n my shoulder. I could feel the heat coming through his hand penetrate the baggy

hit on all the girls" I retorted, trying to keep a jokey tone to my voice, but my w

t I wanted from him, kissing and touching them in the ways I wanted him to do to me. He had a reputat

uld raise. "You scrub up well" I jested, managing to mask my feelings o

g. Show you that it doesn't always need to be about pulling women" he chucked, showing o

er" I laughed, feeling my

e softened a little "I don't really want to go, knowing you will be here on your own... with him" he tilted his head towards the living room, gesturin

r. Instantly I regretted doing it, enjoying his touch. The spot on my

after the messy way things ended with him and Kaylee, he needs it" I said, recalling the disgusting way he had caught Kaylee cheating on him. The darkn

k to stand on end. "Are you sure you will be ok with him alone? Well at least until Lucie gets here?" he asked, his eyes bore

home alone with him at all, especially overnight. But I nod

resser, use that to get something to eat" Jack said as he entered th

ore my brother noticed. "Thanks. But I can get it myself

for bring it down." He rubbed the back of

now" I lied, my sta

o forgive himself for not being aware of the violent assaults our dad inflicted upon me. Disbelieving his own best friend when Carter had told him, against my request not to, o

"Go the pair of you, have a good time" I added as I opened the door for them, they both gave me a

luring sandalwood and vanilla, the same fragrance he

and placed my order, before goi

t, thankfully it was much better than the mix of stale swea

compelled me, what had taken over me, but the next thing I knew I was inhaling his scent, his T-shirt pressed up against my nose. Horrifi

like they were going to burst, allowing the weed to numb my thoughts, trying to forge

anything past his own repugnant stench of his own grime, as stale sweat and alcohol oozed from his pores. Besides, he woul

ng the buzz to get me through some of my most trialling times, to erase some dark thoughts at times. I took another drag of the joint, exha

quickly, given the sudden intense hunger, or the 'munchies' as

ising it had been almost two ho

ocked my phon

l8 2 help her this time. here 4 the Nite so won't be able 2 call u l8r.

Lucie: I

t ignore me, u r all I

- Luci

, feeling awful that I had

so only just got this. Sorry 2 hear bout ur mum, I hope it's not

I love u

to respond to her first one, instead choosing Carter's attention over her text message

re is ur stash?

drawer of dresse

ck: it's s

on't do it. It's

ter: Lucie

t think she wanted u 2

e sure u put it a

: don't w8 u

- Cart

k does Carter think he is? I can do what I

Kit: Thx

ther to

am not a kid. I can handle m

, unbeknown to him I had slipped a dissolvable sleeping pill in the water so he shouldn't bother with me tonight. Feeling guilt

is mess was just one days worth, I tidied up behind him most evenings, but not tonight. I wanted to have a nice relaxing bath, smoke another joint and sleep easy in the knowledge he would be passed out down here. It was difficult having an alcoholic for a

r many years with his shady business, in the drug trade. A small time dealer, not something I would condone but we n

son in the room with him. "Who dere?' He asked wit

and erratic, it made his movements unpredictable, gave me no time to prepare my counter actions, resulting in the im

ss to swill them down. Without warning he launched the glass across the room, shattering on imp

nsults, almost desensitised to his violent actions. I would have tried to argue, to pr

fate would be to drink himself to his grave. A sinister part of me hoped it would be sooner rather than later, before the

er, far more alcohol than food inside. Anger coursed through me, it seemed that keeping his beverages ice cold was more important than feeding his family. I sl

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