Burn will be here soon and you don't want to miss him.

 

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“Not even close. I hate you. You’re sick and disgusting and you use women to your advantage. I don’t ever want to be a notch on someone’s bedpost.” I can sense the serious tone in her voice and it makes me laugh. A fucking actual laugh that I haven’t heard from myself in a very long time.

“You think you’re more than that to Snoop? Of all the motherfuckers in this place?” I ask with the hint of amusement in my tone.

“You don’t know shit about me and him,” she hisses through her clenched teeth. God, she’s fucking sexy as hell.

“I know he likes to fuck and not just with you darlin’.” Her big eyes slowly fall closed as she lets out a breath. Bet she didn’t know her man sleeps around a lot around here when she isn’t around. I hate to be the one to break it to her. Never mind, I want to be the one to break her little heart in two.

“You’re lying.”

“Am I? Have you asked him? I’m pretty sure that if you asked the whores they could give you an earful,” I tell her watching the pain in her eyes. She might not want to hear it but I’m telling her anyway.

“I trust him.” Now I snort a laugh. She trusts him. Isn’t that sweet?

“You’ll learn the hard way that you should never trust anyone, Tia. They will break your heart and stomp it into the fuckin’ ground. Everyone walks away from you at some point.”

“Is that why you're so jaded? Someone break your little heart?” she asks in return. I ignore her words, releasing her throat but she isn’t done. “Who hurt you? Who left you and broke your little heart, Burn?”

 I take a step back and let out a breath that I’d been holding.

“You gonna help or keep talkin’?”

I ask when I’ve had enough of her little interrogation. Memories of the past, of the loneliness I felt seep into my mind. Memories of them, my foster parents. The way I watched them die and the things I felt. So many emotions.

“I shouldn’t trust you,” she says softly.

“You’re right. You shouldn’t. I’ll tear you apart and you will never be whole again, Tia. Nothin’ good comes from guys like me. Just remember that,” I tell her.