Billionaires prefer Blondes

Epilogue

I worked a lot. I worked to support myself.

I ended up dropping out of school after everything stopped going right. My parents didn't mind, I mean I don't think they even realised. I wasn't home either way. My parents weren't there mentally, drugs do that to you I guess. Sheryl and Tom. Those names belong to those cliché, good parents that look after their children and all that, they pay for their child's education and all the sappy crap.

I didn't get that. I got two people that were addicted to letting go. Both a little mentally unstable and both overly in love with each other. I mean that's a good life for them, locking themselves away in their room and getting high with each other. They got through life by being unemployment and faking all sorts of disabilities and getting benefits from them. My parents genuinely weren't interested in me, and I was fine with that. I didn't need them to get through the problems I was facing. They were cool that way, not getting involved with me.

Carson, they called me Carson. I got named a boys name. I could've been called Ashley or even Susan, but instead I got Carson. My mother was probably high when giving birth to me, I can imagine a Bob Marley song playing in the background as she squeezed me out of her.

I grew up with Rex. Rex was an old mutt. Something between a Labrador and a Rottweiler. He was genuinely the best thing in my life since I can remember. Whenever I got scared he was on me, suffocating me but trying to please me. Whenever I was crying, he licked me all over my hands. He would never hurt anyone though, he was the biggest teddy bear. Although he hated my mom, he would never be found around her. He wouldn't listen to her. And he defiantly did not let her touch him.

I did go to school though, I studied. I made friends here and there. I tried my best. I had secret boyfriends. I lived, but I had no money. So I started working at the local bar. It was considered illegal with me working there at that age, but the boss needed staff that wouldn't cost him much. So I started working afternoon shifts and soon enough they had turned into long nights. I didn't mind that. I didn't mind it when I was made wear short, dresses with low cut tops. I didn't mind having to clean up the stale vomit from the customers, but I did mind when they touched me. Some nights they would push paper notes down my top as a reward for serving them. Some nights they pushed me into the table when I was cleaning and rubbed their groin into me. I hated those nights. Those nights I felt disgusting, so I sat in the shower with cold water running, and scrubbed at my skin until it was red.

I'd started coming home in the am. I didn't have energy at school, my grades dropped and teacher's started to wonder. So I dropped out of school. It really did become easier. I could start finally working more and earn money. In the back of my mind I had college but it would not be easy trying to get in.

It all started to work out now, I devoted all of my time to that bar. My parents stayed in that room day and night, rolling joints and snorting cocaine. And Rex slept on my bed. I had lost all my connections with people from school. And with that I lost my social life. Everyone left or I cut them off, except for Angie.

Angie was still there after everything. She was so beautiful. I envied it half of the time. She had these dark, brown doe eyes and this glossy black hair. She had the softest, milkiest skin. She was honestly flawless. She smelt of roses and vanilla, while my skin absorbed the stench of beer. She was Angie. At school everyone loved her as well, I was just lucky enough she chose me.

Sometimes, when I was in my bed and my head couldn't stop running I would think. And when I thought, I cried. And when I ended up crying I couldn't stop. Because I ended up with the feeling that I  failed at something, and I would never find out what. That sucked, those times sucked.

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Hi loveeees!!!

I really wanted Carson to be portrayed by a young Adrianna Lima- I think she's absolutely breath taking!

I just wanted to say that the beginning might not seem the most interesting, but I have some amazing ideas for this book that will be able to show my capability-just wait loves!!

This book is definitely going to be for an older audience as the themes in this are for mature readers.

So I really hope you guys enjoy, I'm all about pleasing the viewers x

Love you all, L