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Not Yours To Hold Chapter Eighteen-The Present Day
Chapter Eighteen - RemyI glanced at the bruise on my face and sighed. The loser got me good. I decided not to go to Jane's after work since I'd been in a fight.I didn't want her to think I was falling down that road again. That wasn't the case this time. I went straight home, turned off my phone and slept. I was tired on the inside. It'd been a long time coming to be with Jane, now someone else stood in our way, and it didn't make sense why he was so adamant on getting her.Would there always be an obstacle for us? Was she really not mine to hold after all? Jane was beautiful, but I'd never go after a girl that showed no interest in me for years. What was that about?I called in sick to work, not wanting Mrs. Johns to see this fresh bruise. The icepack I put on my eye took most of the swelling down by the next day, and I felt good enough to grab supper at the diner.My refrigerator was empty, so I planned to tell Mrs. Johns I'd been sick to my stomach and hit my eye on the porcelain
Not Yours To Hold Chapter Nineteen-The Present Day
Chapter Nineteen - JaneTwo weeks went by when Remy received the call that he got the job. He applied for a local roofing company not long after the fight with Steven.He assumed Mrs. Johns' hated him, I didn't think that was the situation, but I couldn't blame him for not going in, because I hadn't been to see her either.Remington gave up his apartment in the name of savings so that we could get out of the slums, and he moved in with me. It felt foreign to have him there with no guilt or fear of someone finding out.Or the guilt of Lucas.It still hit me occasionally when I was alone that Lucas might be looking down, but for some reason, I didn't feel like he would mind. I was happy, that was all I wanted for him, and I hoped he wanted that for me, too.Stopping at the entrance to the brick building in front of me, I glanced up at the ceiling length glass windows and took a deep breath.I didn't want to go inside. I'd been trying my hardest to keep away from spilling my guts about t
Not Yours To Hold Chapter Twenty-The Present Day
Chapter Twenty - Remy"Hanes, you got a phone call."I felt in my pocket for my phone, realizing it wasn't there before I climbed down the ladder from the roof.My boss handed me his work phone, and made a gesture for me to wrap it up. Roger was a no-nonsense kind of man. It'd been a good few months since I started, but I didn't want to do anything to jeopardize my position."Hello?""Remington.""Jane, baby, what is it? You know my boss gets pissed when I'm on the phone—,""Mrs. Johns is in the hospital about to die."My hammer fell to the ground. Die? Was she sick? Has there been an accident? "What? How do you—,""She called me and asked for us to come see her quickly." Jane's voice broke at the end. She must not have long."I didn't even know she was sick, what's the matter with her?""I don't know, but we need to go see her now.""Okay, which hospital?"I flew from the outskirts of Dallas toward the Baylor Scott & White Medical Center uptown. Jane met me downstairs in the lobby an
Not Yours To Hold Chapter Twenty-One-The Beginning
Chapter Twenty-One - JaneRemington hollered from downstairs for me to hurry. He needed to understand it wasn't as easy to pick out what I wanted to wear as it was for him.He looked good in everything.I bounded down the stairs, twirling my way into the living room. "I'm ready, da-umn," I said. Remington pressed his palms to the back of the sofa, his dark eyes raking me of every piece of clothing I took forever to pick out. "You look damn good," he said.I twirled a piece of hair around my finger and winked at him. Things were different than they were but in a good way. It'd been three years since Mrs. Johns passed, leaving us with the restaurant and her house. I couldn't stand the thought of living in the house Lucas grew up in, so we let my mother move in, because she'd lived in that rundown shack for far too long.We owned the restaurant but let my mother's best friend manage it because we trusted her and knew she'd take care of it. Not that we didn't stop by to eat every other nig
Not Yours To Hold Chapter One - The Crash
Chapter One- Jane I sat with my back to a hard, plastic airport seat and my knees tucked against my chest. My entire Spanish II class stood around in a semi-circle with giddy laughs and thoughts of an entire week in Andalucía, Spain in the name of learning. As badly as I wanted to be happy, I couldn't think about anything other than Remy Hanes, my boyfriend's best friend, and how he kissed me two weeks before. No matter how many times I told myself that it was a careless act of alcohol and late night delusions, I knew that wasn't true. The two years I'd spent with Lucas Johns made me feel content, safe and desired. Now that safe feeling wasn't enough, because Remy held me a if I was his and every touch of his hand sent me higher than I'd ever been. So high I felt my body quiver from the need to feel grounded again. No matter that I tried to blame it on the alcohol, we both knew it wasn't just that. His rough palms stripped me of any insecurity I wore on my sleeve. His dark eyes pie
Not Yours To Hold Chapter Two-Present Day
Chapter Two - Remy"Hanes, lunchtime."I glanced up from the roof we worked on, and covered my palm over my eyes, to see Timmy waving me down."Be down in a second," I hollered, grabbing my hammer and tools before climbing down the ladder.Timmy sat on the tailgate of his truck, leaned back against his palms, his short legs not touching the ground.The hot Texas sun beamed down on me, so I ripped my shirt over my head and wiped my face with it. I grabbed my spare t-shirt hanging from my back pocket and slid it on."You want to go to Lucas' for lunch?" he asked.The name still shot nerves down my back to this day. After we got back from Spain, Lucas' Momma opened a restaurant in his name.It was southern food, fried chicken and blueberry pie, his favorite kind. To support his Momma, I went to eat th
Not Yours To Hold Chapter Three-Present Day
Chapter Three-Jane"You look amazing."I twirled in my knee-length blue and white striped skirt, and examined myself in the floor-length mirror in my bedroom.I tucked my white t-shirt into my high waist skirt, and my white opened-toed wedges gave me a few inches that I needed. My braid hung near my ribs, over my shoulder, and my bangs drew attention to my eyes.I looked cute, a little under-weight for my age, but overall good—on the outside at least. The things that ran rampage on the inside were a different story all together.Stephanie, my first cousin, sat on my bed behind me, a supportive smile on her face. She'd been my rock when I came back home after the crash. It was because of her I had
Not Yours To Hold Chapter Four-The Crash
Chapter Four -RemyJane's head rested against my lap while I stroked her dark hair from her face. After thirty minutes of realization that ended with screams, rants and cursing, she fainted onto the sand.I knew it wouldn't be long before she broke down. At first, nothing seemed real. Not the crash, the situation or everyone's deaths, but the little girl crying broke through Jane's shield and everything spiraled afterward.She moved after a few minutes, looking up at the darkening sky. "Where are we going to sleep?" she asked.I glanced over at Taborie sitting on a broken log, sharpening what looked like a rock into a spear.
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