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Beyond Broken Just My Luck
Danica POVOur food arrived by the time I finished telling him about the rest of my week. I’d been patiently pushing through the conversation with every aching grumble.My stomach began attacking me the moment I smelled burgers walking through the door. The veggie pizza looked amazing. Mushrooms, Spinach, bell peppers, and diced tomatoes all piled into one meal was exactly what I needed.I felt like a big kid stuffing my face with cheesy slice. Dmitry also took a slice, but he wasn’t as eager to stuff his face. He slowly ate his slice while watching me.I smiled noticing my audience. “What?”“It’s not often I get to see someone enjoy pizza half as much as you are now.”I chuckled with a stuffed face, while nodding my head. Before I can admit to loving pizza so much, the sound of obnoxious evaded my good night.A group of kids from my school started to walk past our table. I suddenly regrated not taking Dmitry’s seat. He was sitting with his back facing the oncoming traffic.My eyes dr
Beyond Broken Just Why?
Danica POVAs soon as they left, Dmitry turned his focus to me, but he didn’t say a word. His eyes just buried themselves deep inside my soul. Like they always did when he looked at me.I took a small bite of pizza and waited for the questions to roll in. He’d seen me before with my classmate Angel. He knew firsthand how irritatingly cruel she could be. But her accusing me of stealing was somehow different from her drawing attention to my personal decisions in life.“Are you okay?”I looked down, not ready to make eye contact with him. “They’re just…”He cut me off. “Bullies…I get it.”I shook my head. “Highschool is …”“Almost over…I know.” He finished my sentence again.I know what he wants to say. He wants to repeat the question I failed to answer. I just wanted to make sure when I said the words, I actually meant it. “I’m okay.”Still curious about Lucas’s actions, I turned to face the direction they walked toward. The group settled in a corner. It didn’t take long to find the boy
Beyond Broken Maybe
Danica POVSometimes I felt like Dmitry was reading my mind. By the time I returned to the table, just as flustered as when I left, he already had our food wrapped in a doggy bag.He didn’t have to hear the words letting him know I was ready to go. He just knew.Back in the car he patiently waited for me to answer the question he just asked, “What did that girl mean by what she said?”I was almost grateful he didn’t ask me why I took so long I the restroom. No way was I ready to replay what just happened. Lucas, the one person in our school who knows everyone, knows my father is not a good man. He could tell everyone. He could hold it over my head. But instead, he just held my secret like it was his.I shook my head. “I’m not a tease. I’ve never teased anyone in my life. It’s just what they say because I refuse to date a guy at school. You would think she would be happy that I don’t want him. But instead, she takes offense that turned him down.”“Ah. Let me guess. He wants you. She wa
Beyond Broken Me Day
Danica POVFriday is everyone’s favorite day. And for the first time in a very long time, it is mine too. So many things to be grateful for today.Grateful that I only have one last day in this week for school. Grateful that after school I have a job to go to. Grateful that when this day is over, I don’t have to go to my home. I get to go to Dmitry’s home. Also grateful that it was so close to the end of the school year that no one cared when I decided to skip school.I thought a lot about what Dmitry said to me last night. He was right. I had created a bubble and lived in it day and night. I made myself an outcast on purpose to protect myself from the shame of my father. And today was one day I didn’t see myself dealing with it.I needed a ‘Me Day’ and Dmitry had the perfect house to do so. Filled with all my favorite snacks, unlimited movies, and a gigantic pool. Which I planned to take full advantage of.Dmitry bought me a pretty white swimsuit when he stocked my bedroom closet in
Beyond Broken Any Means
Dmitry POVI looked down at my phone just in time to see her turning in circles. Her middle finger was lifted just above her head, and I knew without a doubt that she was telling me to fuck off.She was wearing the swimsuit my assistant picked out. Caroline thought she was picking it out for one of my girls. Probably thought it was for Nancy. I gave her the measurements and told her have some stuff sent to my house.I wasn’t sure what all she liked, but this was one of the items I knew she would hate. It was low in the front giving anyone who dared look a front row seat to her cleavage.The clearing of a throat from across the conference table dragged me from the video. An impatient Zane was eager to finish our conversation, though he would never come out and say that.Zane was my right-hand man. When I needed something down, he handled it without question. He was smart and resourceful. And even though I paid him out of my own pocket, he took care of things for both my families busine
Beyond Broken My life
Danica POV Work was a little harder today. Mainly because Maci decided to test me. She left me alone in the store for two hours. I was cashier, busser, and barista. It was scary and exciting at same time. Plus it took my mind off the my project meeting with Lucas. He arrived fifteen minutes early and just watched me. I wasn’t sure if he was bored or just curious. Either way I hated every second of it. When I finally sat down, I handed him my typed paper. “Here is your autobiography.” He gave a half smile. “Wish I could have given you the same.” I lowered my head. “I know. And I want to say that I sorry.” His eyes scrunched together. “Dani, you don’t have to…” Sympathy filled his voice and I just couldn’t take it. Not from him. “No. I do. I mean I want to apologize. I could have given you a bullshit story about my life. Something fake. Something you can easily write. But I think in the back of my mind, that’s not what I wanted.” He stared at me. I’m sure that’s not what he expec
Beyond Broken The Unexpected
Danica POVIts been half a week now since I told my story to Lucas. I wasn’t sure how much of the story he wrote or if he wrote any of it at all.But the moment I saw my teachers face, I knew he wrote every single word. By Wednesday my teacher finished reading all the final copies and I was being pulled into the office.First, I was asked if it as true. Then upon confirmation, a deputy was brough in to take my official statement. They wanted to know about the first and the last time. I told them everything. I also informed them that I wouldn’t be pressing charges and that I no longer live there.Lastly, they wanted to know about the part about Angel and her friends. They wanted to know if I was really bullied by Americas Sweetheart. I admitted to that as well.I was relieved to have this off my chest. People need to know everyone and everything is not okay. I had one request ad that was to have my story published they way Lucas wrote it at the graduation.The principle put up a fight
Beyond Broken Ceremony Be Damned
Dmitry POVI hate graduations. Parents waiting patiently to see all the hard work they put in for the last 12 or so years has finally paid off. All the late-night, last-minute projects. Every math tournament. Band competition. The all-day track meets and loud football games.Let us not forget the monthly progress reports and the semester report cards. All of it leading up to this very moment. All of it, just so they can shout their babies name aloud while watching them receive a piece of paper that will push them toward the next step in life.I hate graduations. Especially when it’s a big school. Hundreds of kids lining up outside the building. Then lining up inside the building, so they could walk in a straight line to their carefully spaced seats.Then after listening to some well composed speech, we all have to wait patiently for that same line of young adults walk across a stage.Well lets just say Danica’s graduation was not unique in any way compared to other graduations. Only d
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Beyond Broken Epilogue
EpilogueOne Year LaterDanica POV“I still cannot believe you’ve been living here in this house. With those two gorgeous men all year long. Every time I come to town, I’m still amazed.” Grace said while lounging on the float next to me.She was home for summer break, and we were enjoying a nice swim while Dmitry and Cory fixed a few poolside snacks.“First of all, I’m not living here with two guys. It’s just me and Dmitry here. Cory’s just visiting. Always visiting.” I laughed. "Just Like you are visiting me now."Grace flew in from Cali a few days ago. She was on summer break from UCLA. I was on summer break too from University of Pennsylvania. I started attending last semester since I didn’t apply on time last year. Now that I had money for college, the dream of getting a degree in English didn’t seem so far away. Thanks to my grandfather’s generous insurance money.I kept my grandfather’s house, though I didn’t live there. Instead, I visited a few times a week to study and write.
Beyond Broken My House
Danica POVDmitry and I lay comfortably across the couch with me nestled on top of him. We’d been laying here for nearly an hour without saying a word. Simply enjoying being in each other’s space. The kiss we shared was passionate and enticing, but nothing else was needed tonight.Another half hour passed before something started nagging at me.“What did you mean, you were here when Rick left? How did you know he wasn’t going to be here tonight?”He sighed. “There is something I need to tell you.”Dmitry shifted beneath me until we were both in a sitting position.“When you first came to work for me, I started looking into your family.”“You what?!” I jumped off the couch. “Did you run a background check on me?”He laughed. “No.” He leaned forward. “Well, not really.”I folded my arms across my chest. And sighed waiting for him to explain.“I didn’t have to wonder why you wanted to hurt yourself that day on the bike. I knew when the nurses were working on you that something wasn’t rig
Beyond Broken My Feelings
Danica POVI slowly crept my way up the dark stairs, and down the restored hallway to Ricks room. Sweat covered my hands as I thought of all the things that could go wrong if opened this door and he was laying there waiting to meet his intruder.My mind became riddled with memories. I looped the hallway twice, struggling between leaving the house and opening that door. Finally, I came face to face with the bedroom door that used to belong to my grandfather. And now belongs to my father.I twisted the doorknob and pushed the door open at the slowest pace my hand could muster. My eyes squinted at the small rust screech. I peeked through the small open space to see a very vacant, perfectly made bed. My head swiveled around the room as I pushed the door wider.It was empty. The room was neat and clear of sign that someone lived here. I expected to see Ricks clothes thrown across the furniture. And unmade bed with beer cans scattered throughout the sheets. But I found nothing.It is as
Beyond Broken Not Home
Danica POV I pulled off onto a dirt road behind my fathers’ property. I would cut across it every other day to go to Dmitry’s house when I was trying to hide the fact that I’d been working off my debt. I didn’t want my father to know I was sneaking in and out the house late at night. Even if I was working, he would find some perverted way to punish me for it. I parked the car and closed my eyes. I needed strength for what I was about to do. It was late and I had nowhere to go. There were a few hundred dollars in my account from being paid. Enough to get a hotel room at the cheapest motel in town. But I didn’t have a bank card yet. Dmitry took me to set up a bank account after I got my second check. I’d never forget the look on his face when he realized didn’t have one. I was eighteen with little knowledge of the world around me. It was almost ridiculous how much I had to learn to catchup with everything my classmates parents taught them outside of our normal school work. I cut t
Beyond Broken The Truth
Dmitry POVI disliked this night with a small portion of hate. Every year, we have to throw a big party, just to get our counterparts to give to charity.Small dinner plates. Entertaining music. Boring Speeches.I had half a mind to just write a check for the full amount myself. But my mother is always reminding me. This is how we make friends. This is how we leave our mark in life.Every year I plaster on my fakest smile. But this year was different. Its the first year my smile was real.I was happy though I couldn’t completely show it.From the moment I saw her in that dress, I couldn’t stop smiling on the inside. From head toe, hands down she was the prettiest girl tonight.Between her smooth copper tone, the rose gold shimmering of the dress, the dramatic gold makeup, and her hazel , Danica was perfect.There were so many times tonight I wanted to go to her. Sit with her. Chat with her. I wanted to know if she was enjoying herself. And every time I glanced at our table, I found m
Beyond Broken The Tears
Danica POV Dmitry reached for my arm once more, but I wiggled out of his grasp and burst through the door. I didn’t stop there. I kept going, making my way through the same crowd that gawked at my outburst. My feet didn’t stop there. I kept moving. A few seconds after pushing through groups of people, I heard Dmitry shouting my name and a few onlookers pronouncing their shock at his outburst. Still I didn’t turn back to look at him. I knew if I did, he would only end up embarrassed and I would end up hurt. Or should I say, more hurt. I kept going until I reached the front of the ballroom, just before the green artsy hallway. Standing near ballroom entrance was Lacy and her sister. I caught the tail end of her sentence. She noticed me just as the words came flying out of her mouth. “….nothing more than a common girl. No way is he interested in her.” My cheeks flushed as I brushed past them. This felt like school all over again. Mrs. Hardin gave Lacy the ammunition she needed to ke
Beyond Broken Nothing and No One
Danica POV I headed for the garden inspired hallway we walked through earlier just before entering the ballroom. I was certain everyone would be here in the ballroom. They’d had their fill of artwork and beautiful greenery. I could be alone and still in attendance. I’d take some time to view the pretty paintings in the small walking spaces we passed. With my head aimed straight, I walked passed the patrons. I caught a glimpse of Dmitry, who looked bored. Caught between is father and another older gentleman. His mother was nowhere to be found. This would be the first time tonight she wasn’t hanging on her husband’s arm. Cory was nowhere to be found either. Just as well. He was good company, but I just needed a breather. Especially after being the center of attention for a dance that I don’t think ill ever forget. The hallway was nearly empty, I could hear a few female voices from one of the indented corners. No doubt they were marveling over the number of brush strokes in the paint
Beyond Broken A Dance To Remember
Danica POV The violinist began playing Turning Page by Sleep at Last. This was way too much of a romantic song to dance with Cory. He gave me an apologetic look, then leaned in to ask me, “Will you be able to find you way back to the table?” I nodded my head. Then he walked away to meet his mother and another young woman. I was just about to take my first step towards the table when I felt a hand lock onto mine. Instantly, I was pulled into Dmitry’s hold. My senses were invaded by his cologne. I didn’t realize until I exhaled, but I just spent the last few seconds inhaling all that I could. He smelled amazing. “What are you doing?” I asked as he placed his other hand in the small of my back. He smiled, “Dancing. What does it look like?” I quickly glanced around, confirming the feeling I got the moment he grabbed me. Eyes from more than half the room were on us. Just beyond the edge of the dance floor was Cory. He lifted his champagne flute with a subtle head nod. Though we didn’
Beyond Broken Fancy Flutes
Danica POV I suppose the night went on as a normal party of this stature would. We were served a three-course dinner accompanied by champagne in fancy flutes. I've always heard these kind of events leave the stomach wanting more and yet I was completely fulfilled. Not just with the food but also the entertainment. In the center of a dimmed stage sat not four, or six band members, but one lone violinist covering all the latest songs. I couldn't make out her face as she sat on a darkened stage wearing all black, but I imagined she was just as beautiful as her music. Enclosed in her own small garden surrounded by plants and vines. It was absolutely stunning. I kept my eye on her the majority of the night. I knew everyone at the table and still I had nothing to say to anyone except Cory and Dmitry. The entire table occupants consisted of me, my two guys, Lacy and Dmitry’s parents. So when each of them were away, I kept my eyes trained to the stage. Which was nearly the entire time I sa
