Billionaire’s Daughter And The Quarterback by Lea Vaughn EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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UNGRATEFUL LITTLE RICH KID
Nicolette
I stared at the clear liquid in my glass.
1.5 oz that would grant me temporary euphoria.
A break from all the pain and anguish circulating in my mind.
A break from the regret and darkness that plagued me night and day.
Bitter and toxic medicine that I had come to find comfort in.
I threw my head back and downed the tequila for the fourth time that
night.
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The music blared in my ears, and sweaty bodies ground against each
other in my club section. I didn’t know half of the people here. Most of
them were only nice and polite to me because I was the one forking the
bill.
I didn’t mind, though.
I figured getting drunk and high with people I didn’t know was far less
pathetic than getting drunk and high alone. Crazy right? Well, that was me.
I was on a streak of questionable and irresponsible decisions.
I recently graduated—by some miracle—with my doctorate in physical
therapy, and I was meant to be looking for a job, but instead, I was at the
back of a club sipping on poison and snorting a one-way ticket to heaven.
My college friend, Steph Francis, finished her line and sighed, content.
She slouched back on the couch next to me and looked up at the ceiling.
“That shit is fucking lit!” She said above the noise of the music. “You
need to try some of this, Nic. I’m telling you, it’s the best shit in town.”
She pointed to the lines she had laid down on the table.
I’d already taken a line of coke, but the buzz I anticipated wasn’t there.
The high I was chasing was so far out of reach I could barely notice a
thing.
Maybe I’d built up a tolerance? Or maybe the shit that Darrel sold me
was cut too many times.
He became more cautious with me once he found out who I was.
The fucking Parks name. It was a curse regardless of how much weight
it carried.
I placed my shot glass down and moved Steph over. I took the rolled-up
hundred-dollar bill from her and brought my nose down to the table, lining
the makeshift tube up with the white powder in front of me.
I snorted hard.
Leaning back, I wiped away any white powder residue and waited.
For a moment in time, I wanted it to stop. I didn’t want to feel it
anymore.
The regret. The pain. The self-hate.
I simply wanted to feel…nothing.
I watched as people in my section were dry-humping right in front of
me. The lack of shame was astounding. But who was I to judge?
The ice bucket on our table was overflowing with empty bottles of
champagne and tequila, and I probably looked like I’d drunk it all.
“Nic, we need to get another bottle of…” I could hear Steph’s voice, but
she sounded so far away. Or rather, it felt like I was underwater.
I looked to my left where she stood, but instead of seeing one of her, I
was seeing double. I blinked my eyes, trying to focus my vision, but it
didn’t work.
The world was spinning, and suddenly I was falling sideways, unable to
keep myself upright.
My chest tightened as my thumping heart pounded against my ribcage.
I clutched the pendant necklace around my neck, my breath catching in
my throat and refusing to release.
I felt arms come around me, but the world was fading fast. Nothing was
in focus.
I could feel my body starting to shake.
My body jerked violently, my mouth foamed, and my eyes stared wide
at the strobe lights above me.
“Nic?! Nicolette?!” It was Steph, but again, her voice sounded like she
was above the water while I was under it. She sounded so far away from
me. “Help! Help!”
The realization of what this was, hit me. But I didn’t care.
I was overdosing.
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