BURN "28 Flames" Book One

High for This(13)

I sat on the park bench reading a stock book I downloaded on the Kindle app. Valerie called me a few days ago livid about Tesfaye telling her that I no longer wanted her as a client. She didn't elaborate further about their conversation but she did however tell me that I wouldn't have any clients by the weeks end. The day after her frantic call of threats she decided to have her publicist out my business via Twitter and say how the services I provided were a bribery for soliciting sex. I laughed at her antics to try and derail my company. But today I received a dozen emails with prospect clients to add to my roster. My services aren't a bribery of soliciting sex but an avenue to create an empire for myself and hiring the best grads a company could ask for. Since the last I saw him I continued to receive gifts and a double pay in which I used to pay Christina and another Assistant Andrew. I didn't want his money or him. But I'd be lying if I said I didn't miss him at times. Even with the little evil witch Valerie trying to sabotage my business I had to dig my heels and my mind deep into my work.

This thing between me and him made me realize how I made it easy for people to take my kindness for weakness. My own father thought I was weak but now he kills himself to keep from going broke. I jolted my mind out of any bad memories of my past. If anything I tried to stay away from that all together and keep a clear mind of ever being sucked back into that part of my life that I hated. Suzy was the only person I kept close from my past and even though I thought about having a clean slate including eliminating friends. She was the only genuine person I found solitude with. We came from the same background only her parents loved their children and mine just put up with theirs as show pieces to their peers.

Suzy parents thought as long as they had money their children didn't have to work. But my parents felt like if you wanted apart of the family fortune you had to abide by their obsurd rules. Such rules that didn't apply to them like daddy indulging in sex acts with other married women who's husbands worked for him. That wasn't the worst part of his double lifestyle that also entailed him snorting cocaine and shooting heroin between his toes. So his friends and family couldn't tell he was using. But when you get a woman pregnant and leave her strung out and selling her body to feed the monkey that rode her back when she sobered up all tales seem to ring out.

Meeting Samantha in rehab for my own drug binges and alcohol abuse was not so ideal but hearing her spew out my dads secrets made me start asking questions that only seemed to pile up with lies. Then a year after pulling myself together and finding a job graduating with honors the 29 year old was found in the slums of the sewers dead from an apparent drug overdose. But I have yet to find the bastard child that wouldn't be the first to wander on the doorsteps of Mr. and Mrs. David Trotter Sr. My older brother was the first just a few years older than I. His mother dropped him off to his out of control dad who tried to pay her off to leave his life for good. But pushing $40,000 up her nose and David Jr in and out of the system after her attempts of getting clean. She finally made David face his responsibilities and left him in the blistering cold with a pair of dirty shorts a sleeveless shirt and sandals with nothing else to his possession.

My mother said nothing she just drank herself into a depressed stupor crying her eyes out over her deceptive husband who then she loved deeply. But over the years his infidelity seemed more careless and reckless with women suing him or filing child support cases against even subtance abuse lawsuits. They tried to keep the crap under wraps from my brother and I but their fights and arguments upchucked their marital problems. I made sure to stay away from David Sr. as best I could he was a distasteful man and heartless.

The things he and Sheryl Trotter tried to keep from me and the rest of the family made me cringe thinking about it. But I tried finding my real mother Canadian born daughter to one of the high Judges in all Ontario who was best friends with Sheryl. Her name was Emma Cote the woman who fell under Davids charm and web of lies. After learning a few months before his marriage to my mother she was pregnant. They came to the agreement to adopt me since her father disapproved of my dad.