Filthy Sex by Serena Akeroyd EPUB & PDF – eBook Details
- Author: Serena Akeroyd
- Genre: New Adult & College Romance, Contemporary Romance
- Publish Date: 28 January 2021
- Size: 1.8 MB
- Format: PDF / EPUB
- Status: Avail for Download
- Price: Free
1995
BRENNAN
UNCLE FRANK’S hand tightened on my shoulder, prompting me to peer up
at him.
“Your da won’t ask, but are you okay?”
Was I okay?
I wasn’t sure if he was joking or not, so I just stared at him in confusion.
Nothing about this situation was okay.
Ma was…
I swallowed.
She was in the hospital.
My already crazy father was close to losing the few marbles he still
possessed.
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The city was drenched in blood, and I was about to commit mass murder.
And my uncle was asking if I was okay?
I tilted my head back around, staring at a sight no fifteen-year-old should
ever have to witness, but this was my punishment.
I should have gone into the dress shop with her. I should have gone
inside. I shouldn’t have rushed off to catch the bus for school. I should have
made sure Ma was safe. That was my job—to take her to her shop every
morning.
My throat closed at what she’d endured because I’d fucked up.
I didn’t feel my own bruises, didn’t feel anything really. Just knew that
nothing was okay about this situation. Nothing at all. And that was safer.
Being numb right now was a hell of a lot safer than the alternative.
Surrounded by busted up cars, mountains of them, Da jumped out of the
CAT tractor.
Clouds of dust burst around him in eddying flurries that settled
on his shoes when he moved to stand in front of a car crusher that diminished
his larger-than-life frame. His arms were folded over his chest as he watched
me, a bitter hatred etched into his features that I knew he’d always feel for me
because of what I’d done to Ma, and that was when Frank nudged me
forward.
“Go on, it’ll take a few minutes. You’ve killed before, Bren. This is just
like that.”
This was nothing like before.
Nothing.
What was it with Uncle Frank today? Was he out for an award for
Understatement of the Year?
Holding my arm tight to my side, the cast heavy thanks to my broken arm
—one of Da’s first punishments for this mess and no less than I deserved—I
swallowed, but stepped forward, knowing I had no real choice.
Suspended above the car crusher, was a thin concrete block about eight
feet long. It reminded me a little of the clothes line on the rare occasions
when Ma hung out some laundry in the yard, except, instead of clothes, there
were seven men dangling down, their feet trapped in the block. Most of them
were conscious, Da wouldn’t get his fun otherwise, but some of them were
fortunate and hadn’t woken up yet.
They never would either.
“Get in the cab,” Da hissed, pulling me by the ear when I didn’t move fast
enough, my head tipping back as I stared up at the men who’d defiled my
mother.
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