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       Cursed Ecstasy (Cursed Series), p.16

           t. h. snyder
 
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“I’ll be back in a few minutes; I need to walk off this feeling of uncertainty. Please call me if anyone comes out to talk to you.”

  “I will, sweetie,” Jo replies with a smile.

  Leaving the waiting area, I find the elevator and move toward the lobby. I need some air, something to help me clear my mind. Making my way outside, the cool night air hits my face and the tears falling along my cheeks begin to sting my face.

  So many things are rushing through my thoughts. Our lives were finally starting to fall into place—the walls to my soul were beginning to crumble, and my heart was starting to let him in. I need to know that he’s okay, yet there’s nothing I can do to help him.

  Resting myself up against the concrete wall, I close my eyes and chant a silent prayer that Dault will pull through his surgery and come back to me.

  “Etty,” a familiar voice sounds from the doors.

  My eyes pop open to see Christian running toward me.

  “Christian, what are you going here?” I ask, standing away from the wall.

  “I had to find you. My shift just ended and I heard what happened, I tried to see what was going on and wanted to tell you myself.”

  With a look of shock on my face I ask, “Tell me what, Christian? How did you even know I was here or what happened?”

  Shaking his head, he raises his hand for me to stop, taking in a deep breath through is nose and exhaling by his mouth.

  “Never mind all of that now, you need to know, Etty.”

  “Know what?”

  Pulling me into his arms, he runs his hands up and down my back.

  I try to fight against his embrace but he’s too strong. He’s holding on to me so tight.

  “Christian, let me go!” I shout.

  “Etty, you have to listen to me, please let me in,” he begs.

  “What the fuck are you talking about? Let me go.”

  “Will you please stop fighting me and let me talk to you? Believe me, you’ll want to hear this coming from me.”

  I resist the struggle for a moment to hear what he has to say. He loosens his grasp on me and I finally feel like I can take in a deep breath.

  “What are you talking about?” I ask, pulling away from him.

  My eyes are set on his, I’m so confused.

  “He’s gone, Etty, I’m so sorry but he’s gone.”

  I take a step back, my hand flying over my mouth as I let out a gasp of air.

  “Etty, come here; let me be here for you.”

  “No, no this can’t be happening,” I cry.

  His arms reach out for me as I fall to the ground. My heart stops, my world turns black…all I can see is his face.

  Cursed Fate

  The Cursed Series, #3

  By t. h. snyder

  Chapter 1

  Tonight was just an average night, nothing to celebrate, yet that’s all I seem to do anymore. Celebrate with the bottle, just me, myself and I.

  Having just gotten home from work, I reach for the bottle and walk outside to the back porch.

  The sun has just set; the sky quickly turning dark as I light my cigarette. The bright flash of the flame shines brightly and pulls me into a trance.

  Lost in thought, I start to feel the heat and quickly pull my arm back, I almost singed my eyebrows.

  As I fall into the chair I take a long drag of my smoke and a swallow of the amber liquid. It’s my release, the only way to help myself feel numb and forget about everything I've done wrong in my life. I’m the bastard son, the worthless husband and the deadbeat that can do no right.

  My life is falling apart.

  Looking down I stare at the bottle. I know I should stop, pour it down the drain and toss it away for good…I just can’t.

  The phone begins to ring in the house, yet I don’t have the will to get up and get it. Instead I slouch down in the chair and take in another gulp.

  Having starred out into the darkness for who knows how long, the bottle is just about half way empty and I’m beginning to realize that I am in fact numb. My legs feel as though they've been torn from my body, my arms and hands just weightless objects.

  A crashing sound pulls me from my trance. Looking down toward my feet I see my only escape in a puddle surrounded by pieces of broken glass.

  The house phone begins to ring again; I guess I should see who it is. After all it’s been ringing nonstop all night, it could be important.

  Getting up from the chair I stumble into the brick wall. Trying to regain my bearings, I push myself from the wall and walk through the sliding glass doors.

  The ringing of the phone irritates me as I step closer.

  “Hello,” I mutter into the receiver.

  “Steve. Where the hell are you?”

  “What, who’s this?” I ask scrunching my brow in confusion.

  “Oh my god, you have to be kidding me. Steve, it’s your fucking wife. Are you drunk?”

  “Huh, well I don’t know maybe a little.”

  “You’re worthless Steven; you were supposed to pick me up from work. My car is in the garage…remember?”

  My head is spinning, I can hear Jenn’s voice coming through the other end of the line, but it’s too hard to register what’s happening. Was I supposed to get her?

  “Forget it Steve, I’m done.”

  The call goes dead and I’m left standing in the middle of my kitchen.

  Wasted…alone…worthless.

  My body slowly starts to slide down the wall into a pile of drunken waste. Closing my eyes I allow myself to fall into the blackness that soothes me.

  My eyes open to unfamiliar surroundings, my heart racing and pain taking over my body. I take in a deep breath and exhale, it was just a dream. A memory of the hell I put myself and my loved ones through for far too long.

  Trying to calm myself, I begin to look around. The walls around me are bright white, there’s a tall curtain to my left and a beeping sound to my right.

  “Where the fuck am I?”

  Trying to sit up, I can barely move. I feel like I've been hit by a truck. My legs are stiff; my arms…wait my arms. Pain shoots from my fingertips up into my neck. Looking down I see two large casts attached to my body.

  Holy shit what the hell is going on?

  Closing my eyes I try to remember what’s taken place over the past few hours.

  I went to dinner with the crew; Linc proposed to Jo and….fuck me.

  No one saw it coming until it was too late.

  Cliff’s voice rings through my ears, “watch out.” But it was too late. The truck smashed into the car, hitting the passenger’s side door.

  Everything after that is a blur, that is until now.

  I’m alone in my room, uncertain of where or how my friends are doing.

  Dault was seated next to me in the front, while Cliff and Ashley were in the back.

  Oh fuck, Ashley…please dear god tell me she’s okay. This woman just came into my life when I needed her the most, she has to be okay.

  Cursed Ecstasy Playlist

  The Reason – Hoobastank

  Better Than Me –Hinder

  Break Stuff – Limp Bizkit

  S.E.X – Nickelback

  Casual Sex – My Darkest Days

  Gas Pedal – Sage the Gemini

  Castle of Glass –Linkin Park

  I Miss the Misery – Halestorm

  Acapella – Karmin

  The Diary of Jane – Breaking Benjamin

  FMLYHM – Seether

  Use Me – Hinder

  Monster You Made – Pop Evil

  Carless Whisper – Halestorm

  Cold – Crossfade

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  I hope you’ve all enjoyed this story, stay tuned for what’s yet to come in 2014.

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  I am a 34 year old single mother to two amazing kids.

  I became an avid reader in spring of 2012 and since have read over 300 books.

  My genre of interest ranges from Romance to thrilling Paranormal.

  This is more than just a hobby for me, it’s a passion to read the words of great authors and bring life to their stories with my reviews and character castings.

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