Spurs & Stilettos Read Online Free
Author: Ashley Johnson
my head is what I walked in on. God, I really hate him. I’ve never felt as insecure about myself as I have these past few months with him. How did it become this way?
I grab the quilt off the top of the couch and wrap it around me. Staring at the ceiling is all I can seem to do at least until I fall asleep. Part of me still wants to be pissed off about tonight but another part of me is relieved to be free. Have I been so blind that I couldn’t see what was happening? Right now, it just seems I’ve been living in denial all this time hoping and praying things would get better. Tonight showed me the opposite and I clearly see what a fool I was. I sigh hoping tomorrow will be a better day. Amber is going to be all gung-ho the day of the rodeo, she’s been thrilled since she bought the tickets. I refuse to let what’s happened bring me down and ruin this for her. I take in a deep breath and let it out as I close my eyes and eventually succumb to a half decent sleep.
Chapter 3
It’s been two days since I caught Brad which consequently flipped my world upside down. Two days and I’m not sure how to really feel. Never in a million years did I think something like this would actually happen to me. I’ve managed to get a good night’s sleep staying here with Amber. I don’t have to worry about constant bickering and someone being judgmental over every little thing I do.
“Wakey wakey hands off snakey!!” Ugh, I can’t help but groan. Why the hell is Amber so chipper this morning?
“I don’t have a snake.” I groan before slowly raising my head. She’s all smiles; her dark brown hair is straightened with her bangs pinned back. What the hell? What time is it?
I reach for my phone to find several calls and texts from Brad. Geez really? No. This is not how this works at all. It’s almost 12:30 p.m., I gasp as I fly off the couch. I’m surprised she hasn’t slit my throat in my sleep. We have at least a good three hour drive ahead of us and I’m no where near ready.
She begins humming as she applies her make-up at the kitchen table. I take that as my cue to haul ass into the bathroom and get cleaned up. I scrubbed my skin for what seemed like hours trying to remove any particles that may still have traces of Brad on them. Once I’m satisfied, I let the water continue to run down my body as I think about that night I caught him, yet again. I know we seemed to have issues but I never would have imagined he would hurt me like this. I thought we were meant to be together, but I guess nothing lasts forever. He was supposed to be my happily ever after, instead he was the witch who fed me the poisonous apple. How can you possibly know who you will end up with when you’re a teenager?
I blow dry my hair in record time. Before I can think about straightening it, I hear Amber clear her throat which means I’m probably getting ready to be yelled at. Instead, I grab the mousse and scrunch my hair into waves before placing a headband in it. A little mascara later and I’m almost ready, I just need some damn clothes.
“Amber, what the hell am I supposed to wear? I didn’t grab many clothes from the apartment.” I’m agitated. I clearly didn’t think this through the other night.
“Follow me.” We step into her room where her gigantic walk in closet awaits us. She’s dressed in a blue jean skirt, a pink blouse and her cowboy boots. This is the kind of outfit Karlee used to wear when she would go to the rodeo.
“So this is what you’re wearing? It’s cute!” I tell her. I used to think people wore those dress shirts with snap buttons to rodeos, but apparently women don’t. Karlee showed me that two years ago. That night I wore a pair of blue jeans and a fitted button up shirt with the boots Karlee got me. Brad had eyeballed me when I tried a skirt on, I could instantly see in his eyes that he disapproved.
“Hope, you can dress however you want. I guarantee
I grab the quilt off the top of the couch and wrap it around me. Staring at the ceiling is all I can seem to do at least until I fall asleep. Part of me still wants to be pissed off about tonight but another part of me is relieved to be free. Have I been so blind that I couldn’t see what was happening? Right now, it just seems I’ve been living in denial all this time hoping and praying things would get better. Tonight showed me the opposite and I clearly see what a fool I was. I sigh hoping tomorrow will be a better day. Amber is going to be all gung-ho the day of the rodeo, she’s been thrilled since she bought the tickets. I refuse to let what’s happened bring me down and ruin this for her. I take in a deep breath and let it out as I close my eyes and eventually succumb to a half decent sleep.
Chapter 3
It’s been two days since I caught Brad which consequently flipped my world upside down. Two days and I’m not sure how to really feel. Never in a million years did I think something like this would actually happen to me. I’ve managed to get a good night’s sleep staying here with Amber. I don’t have to worry about constant bickering and someone being judgmental over every little thing I do.
“Wakey wakey hands off snakey!!” Ugh, I can’t help but groan. Why the hell is Amber so chipper this morning?
“I don’t have a snake.” I groan before slowly raising my head. She’s all smiles; her dark brown hair is straightened with her bangs pinned back. What the hell? What time is it?
I reach for my phone to find several calls and texts from Brad. Geez really? No. This is not how this works at all. It’s almost 12:30 p.m., I gasp as I fly off the couch. I’m surprised she hasn’t slit my throat in my sleep. We have at least a good three hour drive ahead of us and I’m no where near ready.
She begins humming as she applies her make-up at the kitchen table. I take that as my cue to haul ass into the bathroom and get cleaned up. I scrubbed my skin for what seemed like hours trying to remove any particles that may still have traces of Brad on them. Once I’m satisfied, I let the water continue to run down my body as I think about that night I caught him, yet again. I know we seemed to have issues but I never would have imagined he would hurt me like this. I thought we were meant to be together, but I guess nothing lasts forever. He was supposed to be my happily ever after, instead he was the witch who fed me the poisonous apple. How can you possibly know who you will end up with when you’re a teenager?
I blow dry my hair in record time. Before I can think about straightening it, I hear Amber clear her throat which means I’m probably getting ready to be yelled at. Instead, I grab the mousse and scrunch my hair into waves before placing a headband in it. A little mascara later and I’m almost ready, I just need some damn clothes.
“Amber, what the hell am I supposed to wear? I didn’t grab many clothes from the apartment.” I’m agitated. I clearly didn’t think this through the other night.
“Follow me.” We step into her room where her gigantic walk in closet awaits us. She’s dressed in a blue jean skirt, a pink blouse and her cowboy boots. This is the kind of outfit Karlee used to wear when she would go to the rodeo.
“So this is what you’re wearing? It’s cute!” I tell her. I used to think people wore those dress shirts with snap buttons to rodeos, but apparently women don’t. Karlee showed me that two years ago. That night I wore a pair of blue jeans and a fitted button up shirt with the boots Karlee got me. Brad had eyeballed me when I tried a skirt on, I could instantly see in his eyes that he disapproved.
“Hope, you can dress however you want. I guarantee
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