SNAP (The SNAP Trilogy Book 1) Read Online Free Page B
Author: Tara Dawn
purse. Grabbing my cigarettes, I look back over at Phil while I wait for my receipt. He's leaning against the counter staring at me like he's waiting for an answer.
"What?"
"I asked how you've been doing, Hazel."
The audacity of him to ask that question after what happened between us. I'm not giving him the satisfaction. I definitely didn't have any. Barely able to walk, and when I did, it was steps filled with pain. What kind of person hurts people they have sex with? I push it out of my mind and pretend nothing ever happened between us. Pretending is what gets me through the day. It's easier that way since I don't really know what happened between us anyway.
"Great, peachy keen. How have you been, Phil?"
He lets out a chuckle and points. I turn to find the annoyed cashier holding my receipt up in the air by my face. Boy he's having a bad fucking day. I take it, shoving it into my back pocket while saying thanks and turn to leave as fast as my legs will take me without looking back.
As I walk out the door not waiting for his answer, I hear him say, "Keep the change."
FUUUUUUUUUUCK!
I hear his footsteps behind me as I walk up to my SUV. Heart pounding, I trigger the unlock button on my key ring hoping to get inside it as fast as possible. The doors unlocking is music to my ears. I'm almost there.
"Fuck. Wait up, Hazel."
"Sorry, I'm kinda in a hurry," I say to him, not looking in his direction. I open the driver's side door and climb in. I can see Phil out of the corner of my eye hanging on the edge of my door waiting for me to look up at him.
"What's your rush? You can't say hi to me? Come on now."
I look over at him leaning against my car door with a smirk on his face. Almost identical to the smirk I awoke to that night. A cold sweat beads on my flesh causing it to be clammy. Each time I see him out and about, he gets a little bit closer to me. I can't stand it.
"Hi. How are you?" Dear God, this day better not get worse than this.
"See, that wasn't so bad, now was it? Peachy keen, thanks for asking."
Great he's throwing my words right back at me. Do we really have to play this game right now?
"Awesome, great to hear it. Look, I really have to go. I'm supposed to be meeting Cady," I spit as quickly as I can. I reach for my door handle, but he pulls the door further out of my reach. I stop and raise my eyes to his.
"It was good to see you," he says lowly, all playfulness leaving his voice.
Creepy.
I force a smile and grab my door handle slamming the door shut. Starting the car, I quickly reverse out of my spot and get the fuck out of dodge as fast as I can. I sneak a peek in my rear view mirror to see him standing there with an eerie grin. The hairs on the back of my neck rise making me quiver.
"Fucker," I utter under my breath. How can he not see that I want nothing to do with him?
Needing to get as far out of town, and away from Phil as I can, I skip the store and head to Cady's house. I turn on the radio to my fave station that plays a smorgasbord of great music trying to breathe through the impending panic attack. AFI's Crush Love blares from the speakers and I nod my head to the beat as I turn it up. Reaching for my ciggs, the chance encounter with Phil plays over again in my head. He creeps me out so I don't want to do anything to push him or let him know how much he gets to me. I try to be nice, but it's hard.
I can't blame him for anything other than being rough with me. I got wasted on our date. Something I still can't believe I did knowing I didn't want to be out with him to begin with. Hopefully I didn't throw myself at him, but chances are I did. I don't remember. Doesn't mean I'm alright with the outcome. And nothing will ever change between us. He needs to give up.
I snort. "That doesn't seem to be happening," I say to myself.
I hear my phone's vibration in the cup holder and turn down my radio to hear Cady's ringtone. "Chello," I sing in a cheery tone.
"Did you get lost?"
"No, it's only
"What?"
"I asked how you've been doing, Hazel."
The audacity of him to ask that question after what happened between us. I'm not giving him the satisfaction. I definitely didn't have any. Barely able to walk, and when I did, it was steps filled with pain. What kind of person hurts people they have sex with? I push it out of my mind and pretend nothing ever happened between us. Pretending is what gets me through the day. It's easier that way since I don't really know what happened between us anyway.
"Great, peachy keen. How have you been, Phil?"
He lets out a chuckle and points. I turn to find the annoyed cashier holding my receipt up in the air by my face. Boy he's having a bad fucking day. I take it, shoving it into my back pocket while saying thanks and turn to leave as fast as my legs will take me without looking back.
As I walk out the door not waiting for his answer, I hear him say, "Keep the change."
FUUUUUUUUUUCK!
I hear his footsteps behind me as I walk up to my SUV. Heart pounding, I trigger the unlock button on my key ring hoping to get inside it as fast as possible. The doors unlocking is music to my ears. I'm almost there.
"Fuck. Wait up, Hazel."
"Sorry, I'm kinda in a hurry," I say to him, not looking in his direction. I open the driver's side door and climb in. I can see Phil out of the corner of my eye hanging on the edge of my door waiting for me to look up at him.
"What's your rush? You can't say hi to me? Come on now."
I look over at him leaning against my car door with a smirk on his face. Almost identical to the smirk I awoke to that night. A cold sweat beads on my flesh causing it to be clammy. Each time I see him out and about, he gets a little bit closer to me. I can't stand it.
"Hi. How are you?" Dear God, this day better not get worse than this.
"See, that wasn't so bad, now was it? Peachy keen, thanks for asking."
Great he's throwing my words right back at me. Do we really have to play this game right now?
"Awesome, great to hear it. Look, I really have to go. I'm supposed to be meeting Cady," I spit as quickly as I can. I reach for my door handle, but he pulls the door further out of my reach. I stop and raise my eyes to his.
"It was good to see you," he says lowly, all playfulness leaving his voice.
Creepy.
I force a smile and grab my door handle slamming the door shut. Starting the car, I quickly reverse out of my spot and get the fuck out of dodge as fast as I can. I sneak a peek in my rear view mirror to see him standing there with an eerie grin. The hairs on the back of my neck rise making me quiver.
"Fucker," I utter under my breath. How can he not see that I want nothing to do with him?
Needing to get as far out of town, and away from Phil as I can, I skip the store and head to Cady's house. I turn on the radio to my fave station that plays a smorgasbord of great music trying to breathe through the impending panic attack. AFI's Crush Love blares from the speakers and I nod my head to the beat as I turn it up. Reaching for my ciggs, the chance encounter with Phil plays over again in my head. He creeps me out so I don't want to do anything to push him or let him know how much he gets to me. I try to be nice, but it's hard.
I can't blame him for anything other than being rough with me. I got wasted on our date. Something I still can't believe I did knowing I didn't want to be out with him to begin with. Hopefully I didn't throw myself at him, but chances are I did. I don't remember. Doesn't mean I'm alright with the outcome. And nothing will ever change between us. He needs to give up.
I snort. "That doesn't seem to be happening," I say to myself.
I hear my phone's vibration in the cup holder and turn down my radio to hear Cady's ringtone. "Chello," I sing in a cheery tone.
"Did you get lost?"
"No, it's only
Readers choose
Peter Kenson
Mike Stoner
Brian Stableford
David Morrell
Peter Handke
Arlene Chance
Holly Thompson