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Chapters (25)
  1. The First and The Last
  2. 1. One
  3. 2. Two
  4. 3. Three
  5. 4. Four
  6. 5. Five
  7. 6. Six
  8. 7. Seven
  9. AFTERWARD
  10. 9. Nine
  11. 10. Ten
  12. 11. Eleven
  13. 12. Twelve
  14. 13. Thirteen
  15. 14. Fourteen
  16. 15. Fifteen
  17. 16. Sixteen
  18. 17. Seventeen
  19. 18. Eighteen
  20. 19. Nineteen
  21. 20. Twenty
  22. 21. Twenty One
  23. AFTERWORD
  24. ABOUT THE FIRST AND THE LAST
  25. A LITTLE ABOUT ME

“I’m serious. I need you to give me some space with Storm and stop cockblocking me.”

“Oh yeah? Well, I need you to stop cockblocking me.”

“Come on, we both know how this is going to play out.”

I was instantly livid. “Really? Is that a fact? Why don’t you tell me how this is going to play out?”

“It’s not personal, Sully. It’s just that you know I’m better at talking to girls.”

“Mm-hmm, is that right? Well maybe you should think about the fact that I get all the girls I want without even talking to them. That’s for one thing, and for another thing, Storm isn’t human. I have no problem talking to her. I guess you would have noticed that if you weren’t so busy acting like a piss-ant puppy dog.”

“Sully, I’m serious. I’m not playing around. I want her. I want her for real.”

“I want her, too.”

His mouth twisted in annoyance. “I’m not going to let you have her.”

“Good. Don’t let me have her. But just so you know, this time I won’t let you win.”

“When have you ever let me win anything?”

I’d had it to here with Jules and the whole stupid conversation. I fixed him with a stare that bubbled with rage. I didn’t try to hide it. He got up and walked out of my room, slamming the door on his way out.

9. Nine

9

Two hours later, I was still stewing in my bedroom. I was furious with Jules, and I felt sick about it. It was the first serious fight we’d had since we were kids. When we were kids, we got into fights now and again about who got to ride the red bike or who got to choose what to watch on TV. When we were little, our fights broke out suddenly. They were explosive but blew over as quickly as they’d erupted. As I lay on my bed, I felt as upset and angry that I was fighting with Jules, as I felt about what we were fighting over. When we were kids our fights felt big, but looking back, they weren’t. Not really. This was the first time in our lives we were having a fight about something that mattered. About something that could get in our way and change things between us. My chest felt heavy and hollow at the same time. I wished Storm had never come to Clearwater Valley. I wished we didn’t both want her. And I wished I hadn’t said anything to Jules about letting him win.