Figured from Chapter 31 to 61 it will be Eric's POV then the Epilogue will be in third person. I'd like to think I write better in third person so I can't wait for that. I'm really thinking of stretching this story up to 70+ chapters. Thanks for reading x
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I was trying on my tux when my phone started ringing. Hooray, we definitely know who calls around this time because of the prison schedule. You could call me ungrateful because she is the reason why I didn't spend four years max in prison. It wasn't my fault and I won't take the blame for it. I didn't put a gun to her head, she did it because she loves me and that's what happens when you fall inlove kids. You become a fool, might as well dress up as a f*****g clown while at it. She did it willingly and I suppose I do owe her. Sometimes I love and care about her and sometimes I'm just extremely annoyed, irritated with her. I haven't seen her in years, totally my fault. I don't like stuffy prisons, if I go there, I know I will feel worse. My conscience will get to me and I don't like having a conscience at all. I like to push that away considering I'm a compulsive liar. I don't like thinking about the consequences my actions may have on people. I only think about me and my back because I only have me.
Well... lately it's just weird having people care about me. I have never had people actually give two f***s about what I do or if I have eaten or where I'm at. Luka doesn't count, thanks very much. Debby is clingy, I don't like that but my worst fear is her telling her brother that I don't want to be with her or some s**t and her brother will surely have my head.
He is already blackmailing and milking money out of me as it is. He claims he has evidence that I was with them. f*****g shocking right? Because of course it's f*****g obviously I was with them during the heist. He was like if you break Debby's heart I will send someone to find you and skin you alive. I mean, he totally wasn't joking. I had to send him money because he demanded it. Sometimes I really think I can get away from that deranged family but then I remember I'm just in too deep. Last time Debby told me her brother was appealing for parole. Well bloody hell, before I went to sleep... I went on my knees and prayed. That nightmare, I curse the day I ever met Ryan. As much as I hate to admit it, I have lived with Debby for so long and I don't think I can live without her. Deep down I know I love her, sometimes, I'm just annoyed because she is always being clingy just because she sits in a shoe box shaped room all day with nothing to do but think about her faithful childhood boyfriend who has joined the celibacy club and awaits the day she comes out. Debby is and has always been my shield, she looks out for me.
Then comes her stupidity, where she questions if I have been with any other girl and to please her, I lie. She believes every f*****g thing I say. She probably see's me as Jack from the titanic or something.
'Oh Ricky paint me like one of your Spanish girls.!'
I mean, she said this to me when we first had s*x when we were fifteen. My mistake, when I was fifteen and she was sixteen. She is a year older, I have always tried to put it off but damn.. it still bothers me. It does bother me. She is not a cougar, it's just one year. I mean have you heard of Nick Cannon and Mariah Carrey they divorced but point is age is just a number. But at the same time it still bothers me because that's not how I was raised. A man should be older like how I am with Leona, her mom told me she is a year younger. Ofcourse, I pretended I already knew that but still. I liked that. I really liked being older, a tad bit older than Leona.
"It's about time you get out of there, you surely take your time." Sam said banging on the door.
"Shut up!" I retorted, let's just say Sam and I got each other.
"I want us to wear cowboy boots and hats but Addie was like no I can't make you guys wear blue jeans."
Sam, Tristan and I burst out laughing except Nick because you know what? He is a good person and he doesn't laugh at things that make other people feel bad.
Note the sarcasm!
"Jeremy you're f*****g mental." I let out.
"I wouldn't be here, I'm sorry. I still have a reputation to keep in this town." Sam replied fixing his bow tie.
"No ways.." Tristan added. "Please I hope the wedding reception isn't in a Barn yard." Tristan joked and it was at this moment I realized, I liked this guy. He was quite alright.
"I think it would have been pretty cool to be different.." Nick the saint added making all the guys look at him suspiciously.
"I didn't think you were also from Texas." I quickly retorted.
"I'm from Massachusetts, I just think it would be cool to be different plus it's his wedding, we should respect his wishes. Unless you three are the groom don't add anything, wait for your wedding days."
Silence.
"It wasn't even that deep, it was just a banter. Why are you so uptight Nick?" I teased.
"Do you play for both teams?" Sam added making Tristan burst out laughing. I had no problem with people's genders and sexuality, homophobes bothered me because how exactly is it their business. On the brighter side I hoped he was because he could stir off Leona.
"Not at all." Nick added. "Not that there's anything wrong with being gay."
"Addie said no so calm down boys." Jeremy said with a chuckle, his Texas accent not going unnoticed.
"I have always wanted a buckle belt and go bull riding." I said out of the blue.
"You're all invited to my father's ranch, I promise it's the best place to be." Jeremy said proudly. I zoned off, from the conversation about how the tuxedos looked perfect on us all and questions from the tailor if we were all comfortable. I saw three missed calls from the prison number, surprisingly I had memorized it. I knew when it was the men's prison (Ryan) and when it was the woman's prison (Debby). I decided to text Leona, I wondered what she was doing? Did she let her hair down like I told her? Was she having fun? I hoped she was but not too much fun. She could only have too much fun with me. I sounded possessive but-
I don't know, that's how I always felt with Leona. Of course she didn't text me back. So I had to settle watching the tailor measure Nick's measurements again. Leona really wanted to be with a chubby lad as a boyfriend. I could not relate. I couldn't hide the distasteful look on my face. Leona was desperate and I didn't understand why? She just wanted to be in a relationship so bad or maybe she wanted to get married because her journal did say twenty-five was her times up! I shook my head and decided to get back into the conversation the guys were having.
"The bachelors party better be better than the girls... I'm talking strippers." Sam said loudly. Who would even find strippers attractive when you have been with someone like Leo.
"Addie would kill me." Jeremy chuckled.
"Perfect, we're doing it." Sam added.
My only concern is why wasn't my supposed girlfriend texting me back?