All Chapters of Loving The Broken: Chapter 31 - Chapter 39

DanFour days, four long days and all I've done is lay in my bed and feel sorry for myself. Family and friends have tried to come see me but I've pushed them all away. I should listen to Brooklyn and stay strong, but it's so freaking difficult when I have to depend on my Dad's help to use the bathroom, shower and dress. All the thin

"What can I get ya, Darling?" The older pretty Brunette with sparking blues asks from behind the bar. What am I doing here? I've never been in a bar as a customer, only to haul my dad's drunken ass out. I would get calls in the middle of the night telling me to come get him, fucking highlight of my life.I made the decision a long time ago that I would never touch alcohol since I've had firsthand experience what it can do to someone. So why am I here contemplating which drink I want. "Give me the strongest drink you've got." I reply while throwing a fifty down on the counter. She takes the bill and aqua eyes meet brown. Her lips are pursed together and her brows furrow

DamienWalking into Shelby's my eyes instantly spot a familiar girl dancing. She looks so happy and carefree, not showing a hint of stress or concern. She's so damn sexy and I'm fixated on her, my girl hands run down her body as she sways with the music. I never knew her to dance so provocatively in front of anyone, but it

Rays of sunlight peeking through the blinds and sounds from the family moving around the house wakes me from the most peaceful slumber I've had in months. Holding Emily in my arms all night and listening to her breathe next to me helped keep the nightmares at bay. It's kind of ironic that the one person who can calm me I pushed away a week ago. Man, this last week has been hell but seeing her face when I asked her to marry me erased the memoires of that night.