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And I still don’t believe for one second he or Noah was trying to keep me safe. Even though, assuming what Jake said is true, it’s good they did show up, actually.
Screw all these assholes
Opening the box, I take out the Neosporin. “The ointment will keep it from tearing,” I say, calming my voice and trying. “Put the ointment on it.”
Sponsored by Neosporin
It doesn’t feel like the other night when he wanted me. Now it’s like he’s scared of me. He’s watching for a wrong move.
Shut up
I swallow. “Keeping it moist will keep it from scabbing, and it’ll heal quicker,” I tell him, dabbing ointment on his jaw. “Keep reapplying this, okay?”
But thats so much work so id just let it scab and move on, i may also put some of that purple stuff my mom used to use when i was younger, if you know then you know
I like that he’s scared.
Fuck off
Like I could sink into someone.
Gross
He takes it, not once blinking as he stares at me.
Eww
And I’m not . . . confident about being left here alone with him. I should go with Noah.
Girl run from this town now! Get on a damn plane
I shouldn’t be left here alone with him.
Why stay here at all then?!
Luckily, I was able to conjure a sordid memory from high school to get me ready.
I hate it here
I’m fucking my ex’s eighteen-year-old sister in here.
I HATE IT HERE UGH
“Go hard,” she pants. “I’m daddy’s little whore.” Ew. What the fuck? I close my eyes, my stomach rolling.
I just died inside
I’m bored.
Every single man here sucks, what a bunch of losers like hearing your thoughts are not making me like you more or even think you are interesting
Not like the Boulevard of Broken Dreams that’s my father’s bed when they realize he only wants sex and not a relationship or Skid Row upstairs in Kaleb’s room where women are lucky to leave alive.
Wtf eww
I, on the other hand, am really good at this shit.
…wow so interesting…
“And it better be done good enough for him, because I’m not”—she breaks into air quotes—“doing it fifteen times until I get it right.” She mimics my father’s deep voice and dumbass alpha orders. I laugh to myself, utterly delighted. Someone who hates him as much as I do. Okay, okay. I don’t hate him. I just . . . hate myself.
I would totally hate him too so don't sugarcoat it
Laughter rolls through me, the sudden urge to take her to the ground and tickle the shit out of her clawing at me. I can’t wait to get her to the lake. I’m not sure I’ve ever played with a woman I wasn’t worried about screwing.
Why must yall be gross?
It’s like having a little sister.
And i wish that dynamic stuck or maybe not considering what will happen when she is of age 🤮
But I wrap my arms around her anyway, pulling her away from the door. “Don’t leave me. She wants my body again.” “Ugh.”
🫠
because I’m obviously a fucking girl.
……
She looks over at me. The water spills around us, and I spot drops streaming down her face and catching between her lips. Lips that are full and pink and look like gum, soft and chewable.
I HATE IT HERE
Damn right, you can. I fit in everywhere.
Shut up creep
She pauses as she stares off. “When I was fourteen, I was obsessed with oldies music. I don’t know why.”
Aka three years ago!
Everyone contemplates suicide at some point, even if it’s just for a minute. And one thing is usually the root cause. Loneliness.
I can see why many people highlight this but i also cant forget this is a book about a 17 year old turning 18 and then getting it on with her predatory step family. dont try to get me distracted with philosophical shit author, i see you
Approaching, I stand just behind her, enjoying her nervousness. She’s barely breathing. And then a thought of what else a young woman might need occurs to me, and my smile falls.
Hurl
Months of a quiet house and darkness and rooms with her in them. Moments, showers, corners, silent nights . . . And for once, I might be excited to be here for it.
Creep, predator, criminal, jail time, now
I need my head examined. The poor kid just lost her parents.
!!!! Thats right so fuck off immediately into outer space plz with your deranged brother and father
“A frozen lake,” she muses. “To ourselves. Fantastic.”
And this is when i finally gave in and got the audiobook on audible and OMG, I know I'm in for a wild ride folks, hope these narrators got paid well
He climbs the cliff next to the fall, wearing only jeans.
Why do i think of christian grey when i hear this and i hate it even more
But I keep going. “I know you are,” I tease. “You were going at her so hard the other night, she couldn’t get a word out.”
ASSAULT NOAH, IT IS CALLED SEXUAL ASSAULT OF A MINOR OR PROBABLY SOMETHING ELSE LIKE THAT SO JAIL TIME NOW
Her breasts are almost too big for the top, but she keeps her shorts on as she sits on her blanket, arms resting on her knees, and looks up at us through her sunglasses.
HURL
“What did she feel like?” I ask.
HURLING
“I wonder what she feels like when she’s happy,” I tell him. “When she gives herself to someone and lets herself want it.”
HURLING TIL I DIE
“You don’t like help, do you?” Jake asks me.
No i just dont like you so fuck off
“No, why?” I arch an eyebrow. “Is that a de Haas family trait?” “No, a Van der Berg one.”
Potato, potato
“You’re ours now,” he says and looks down to meet my eyes. Ours now.
Gross
He squeezes my thick blond braid in his fist and releases it, clearing his throat. “Can I tell you something?” he asks.
Why do yall keep messing with her braids like stop it! My fam dont do that shit
That makes sense. I thought fish just swam everywhere.
Me tho
I still, his bare chest blanketing my naked back, and I close my eyes for a moment.
Inappropriate
“If a guy takes you there,” he tells me, “now you’ll know what he’s after.” “Then maybe you should take me.”
Why must everything be so gross and suggestive
Here I am, saying I don’t need help, but please don’t take your hand off.
Eww
A light sweat covers my forehead, my breasts heave, and I wonder if his eyes are on them. I hope—
They heaved omg
“I don’t have a . . . a great track record with taking care of women.”
Then why the fuck is she still here you fucking predator
His first love killed herself, and the mother of his children was sent to prison. He feels responsible. “I thought I was protecting Kaleb and Noah, keeping them secluded up here,”
nah, still fuck him because jake sucks
His hands. His rough hands. Heat pools low in my belly, and I’m wet. I feel the slickness between my thighs as I throb, embarrassment rising to my cheeks.
HURL
Oh, my God. What was that? Did he know what I was thinking? Could he tell? He’s spilling his guts, and I’m standing there, getting turned on?
Uncomfortable laugh
Jake must think I’m such a girl. Emotional. Erratic.
He should be thinking you are his niece and fuck off
I inhale the musty scent of wet rock and dark earth that sinks into my lungs.
Nice imagery
I shouldn’t have been having those thoughts about Noah in the shower. I should’ve stopped Kaleb the moment he started.
Damn right but ALSO they are the adults in this situation and it is CRIMINAL that they are thinking about you like that since you are still 17 right now!!
