Trent moved across the country to get away from the crazy women in his life, but when he finds what looks like a journal detailing how his neighbor is spying on him, he may not be as free of crazy women as he thought. As Trent reads and finds himself spying back, he wonders if she is really crazy, or is there something more between them?
View MoreTrent pulled into the driveway. When he stopped the car he leaned forward to peer out of the windshield at the house before him. It was a barge brick building home that screamed money in a rustic, southern way. His stomach twisted nervously. One thing Trent had to admit about dating Mel is the number of nervous moments he was experiencing. Blowing out a breath, Trent got out of the car. He didn’t even know why he was nervous. After everything, why should meeting Mel’s family be so nerve-wracking?
Trent drove Harry to Mel’s house. The entire way, worry ate at him. He swore he’d make Nickie pay for this. He didn’t know how, but he was going to make sure she faced the consequences of her actions this time. They arrived at almost the same time as Christie did. She glared at Trent.&ld
“Wow,” Mel said as they sat down on the blanket. “That was cool.”They had managed not only to get a good look at Mars but the moon and several constellations as well. It was way worth the money he’d spent on getting the telescope. “So what do we have here?” Mel as
Once in a clean shirt, Trent poured himself another cup of coffee. Just as he lifted the cup to his lips to take a drink, he heard a knock at the door. “God, why don’t you want me to have a cup of coffee?” He asked as he looked up at the ceiling. He started towards the door then decided it was better to leave the cup there in the kitchen.
As their date grew closer, Trent got more and more excited. He had to do something that would top the skating rink. This time he wanted to do something more personal, like what she had done by taking him to the fishing spot. Only he wasn’t sure yet what he wanted to do. Trent pulled his shirt over his head and plodded downstairs in search of much-needed coffee. Once he had the steaming cup of Joe, Trent went to sit down on the couch, hoping to enjoy a few minutes of solace, but a hurried banging on the door stopped him just as he was about to sit. He swore silently and went to answer the door. His hand was just about on the knob when it flew open
Nickie paced the rundown dump of a hotel room with angry stomps. She couldn’t believe that…that stupid country hick manipulated Trent’s mother like that! After all, Nickie’s hard work, winning over that old bat, convincing her Nickie was the best option for her son! All of it was thrown to the wind in less time than it took Nickie to her nails! All because of that stupid girl!
Trent wiped the sweat from his brow. He was clearing away ivy from some of the windows. He did love the look and personality that it gave the house but the plant had completely covered the windows to where they let in little to no light. He didn’t think it would be too hard to get rid of the extra vines but they were proving rather resilient. Well on the good side it was distracting him from the kiss. He couldn’t stop thinking about it or Mel.
Trent leaned against the kitchen counter with his arms crossed against his chest, in a brooding manner. His mother and Mel were sitting in the living room chatting their head off like two long-lost friends. He couldn’t figure out what the hell had happened. Suddenly Mel walked into the kitchen with their dishes. “Your mother left for her hotel. She says she plans on being around for a week but I bet she’ll be gone before then,” she told him.
“Hello, Mother? Is that all you have to say after what you’ve done?” Trent’s mother complained and he almost said something that he knew he’d regret…eventually.“Yes that’s all I have to say,” he said instead, lacing his voice
Trent stared at the stain on the nicotine yellow wall. Whoever had lived in the house before him must have been a pack a day kinda person by the tint. Just another thing he’d have to fix in the run-down disaster he’d recently bought. Trent got up from the bed, feeling the worn-out boards of the floor shift under his weight. As much of a disaster the house was, Trent didn’t regret a single minute he spent in the place. The freedom it gave him was worth so much more than the money he was going to have to put in to it to make it livable....
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