Haylee Reanor is a very successful woman at the age of 24 she built her own company from the ground up.
Connor Luca took over his fathers business at 27, even though he had other plans with his life.
Both Haylee and Connor have a painful past with...
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You know that moment when you wake up, feel a presence in your bed after a heavy night and your heart stops. That was me right now.
Slowly I rolled over. I sighed a breath of relief when I saw it was kade.
Wait why was I in my old room and my brother protecting me again.
The memory's started flooding back from last night. The last thing I remember was gripping onto the bag of coke like my life depended on it.
Shit I didn't take it did it?
Shooting out of bed I started tipping the contents of my bag on the floor. Nothing. Checking my pockets. Nothing. Sulking into the bathroom my heart stopped when I saw the empty bag on the counter. The last thing I remember was that being full.
Panic started to set in. I can't go down that road again I really can't.
The tears started to fall at the thought of what I did. It wasn't long before I couldn't control the sobs. I must have woken kade up because soon enough he pulled me into his arms trying to calm me down.
"Now what's all the tears about" he whispered hold me tight.
"I tried so hard kade I really did" I cried placing the empty bag in his hand.
"Sis you are still clean" he grinned
"I'm not though am I? The last I remember was this being full" I sobbed
"You aren't understanding me hayls, you didn't take it" he whispered.
"I didn't?"
"No you was clutching the bag all night and then threw it across the room. I flushed it when you fell asleep. I should have done it when you woke sorry" he whispered.
"I didn't do it" I breathed completely ignoring the rest of what he said.
"No you didn't, you stayed strong sis" he whispered kissing the top of my head. "Do you know what, pops would be so proud of you right now"
"I don't think he would be, not with how off the rails I went " I sighed wiggling out of his arms
"Aye less of the doubt, he would be so proud of you. You have been through hell and back, got yourself clean and have stayed clean for 3 years now and built a business from the ground up" he grinned "so pops would be immensely proud of you sis, and so am I which is why I got got this" he smiled lifting his shirt up revealing a very fresh tattoo of a Phoenix over his heart.
"Kade" I whispered running my fingers around it, fresh tears forming in my eyes. "I don't know what to say"
"You don't need to say anything Hayles, just know I will always have your back" he grinned. "Now come one I'm sure ma will love to see you"
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"You ok Haylee you look like you have been crying" mum worried as she placed a mug of coffee in front of me.
"Ma I'm fine stop worrying" I shrugged
I felt the air change in the room, again that stupid aftershave assaulted my senses. I really didn't want to see him. He was the reason I nearly fell down the black hole again.
"Morning" he said huskily
"Connor you look awful are you ok" my mum asked
"Yeah I'm fine just couldn't sleep last night" he sighed causing me to look down at my mug.
"I'm going for a smoke" I whispered standing up I needed to be out of this room. I needed to get out of the house.
"I will come with you" Connor stated.
Rolling my eyes this boy was like a dog after a bone.
As soon as we was outside and out of ear shot he started talking.
"Hayls please"
"Connor I don't want to hear it ok. We just aren't good together" I whispered playing with my lighter as I let the smoke fill my lungs.
"I didn't know you'd get addicted" he guilty said.
"Yeah because there isn't a single person in the world that doesn't get addicted to a class a fucking drug if they have been using for a while" I spat sarcastically.
"I said I'm sorry" he whispered.
"Connor sorry doesn't cut it, I lost 3 years of my life getting clean. I had to lie to my mum, and you left me to od" I whispered.
"I feel terrible about that, but I'm glad you are ok now" he half smiled.
"Yeah no thanks to you" I scoffed.
"I want to give us another chance" he whispered so low I had to make sure I had hear him right.
"That will never happen, Connor we were toxic together" I whispered "and even if we weren't there's just to many bad memories, I wouldn't be able to cope"
"We have grown up now though" he said with a hint of hope in his eyes.
"You might have but look at last night do you think that would have been the actions of a grown up" I spat.
"Yes, for a recovered addict, which you are. You are always going to have that battle to fight unfortunately" he sighed.
"And who's faults that" I spat before stubbing my cigarette out and headed back inside letting him think about what I had said.
I needed somebody stable, somebody who won't make me want to relapse when they have an argument. I needed someone boring.
