Page 33 of Damaged Souls


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There was silence after her soul-baring. Aria looked up at him and he was moving. Wasn’t he? She tried to focus on him.

“Fuck her, Aria. She doesn’t have a clue what she’s talking about, and you don’t need to take shit from women like her.”

“She’s my mom. She knows best.”

“Someone who makes your life a misery doesn’t get the job of making you happy. Not anymore.”

“Why are you so close?” she asked.

“You’re dizzy.”

She held her fingers up close together. “A little bit.”

He chuckled. “You’re drunk.”

“Yep, I think I am.”

“You’re slurring your words.”

“They sound right to me.”

He chuckled. “Fuck me, Aria, what am I going to do with you?” he asked.

She reached out and it took her a few attempts to cup his face. “You don’t have to do anything with me, Grant. I know I’m repulsive. It’s why I’m a virgin.” She giggled. “I’m twenty-five years old, and you’re the only guy I’ve been on a date with. The peanut butter sandwiches were so good.”

“You’ve never had sex?” he asked.

“Never. Not once. I mean, I’ve used my hand a couple of times, but I’m not sure if that even counts.”

“Fuck me,” Grant said.

She giggled. “I’m sure you could have every single woman in town. You probably already have. I don’t know if you’ve screwed my sister. I know she wasn’t an angel.” She pressed her head against Grant’s. “This is nice.”

“I don’t think you’re going to remember much in the morning.”

“But I no longer feel like crying, so this is very nice. I think Jase is going to be pissed with me, though. How many calories are in the whiskey?” Her stomach chose that moment to growl. “I’m starving.”

“You’re going to be so sick tomorrow.”

The world was spinning, and she dropped her hands from Grant’s face and closed her eyes. “This is nice.”

The horrible voices that constantly played in her head were numb. They were not telling her how right her mother was, how she needed to get her fat ass up and start moving. There was simply nothing.

“Aria?” Grant asked.

“Yeah?”

“Let me take care of you.”

“Don’t you have better things to do?”

She didn’t remember his response as the world went dark, but it wasn’t scary. No, this was bliss.

****

Grant looked over at Aria in his bed.

He’d carried her to his room last night, and she hadn’t moved or shifted once. At one point he had to put a hand on her chest to make sure she was still breathing. She had freaked him out, but she was perfectly fine.

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