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Ashtyn Short
Chapter 1
***Ce livre est un roman sombre. Veuillez considérer cela comme un avertissement. Ce livre contient des éléments déclencheurs du début à la fin et je ne vais pas les énumérer au début de chaque chapitre. Si vous décidez de continuer à lire, c'est votre avertissement et j'espère que vous apprécierez l'histoire.
Aspen
Transportant des cartons de l'appartement au camion de déménagement garé dehors sur le trottoir, la sueur coule le long de mon dos, rendant ma peau glissante mais fraîche lorsque j'ai la chance de sentir une légère brise qui se fait rarement sentir.
"Pourquoi est-ce qu'on déménage encore ?" je grommelle à maman, détestant le fait qu'on soit encore déracinés. C'est la troisième fois en autant d'années que nous devons déménager.
"Je sais que tu en as marre de déménager, chérie, mais cette fois ce sera différent. Je te promets. Plus de déménagement après celui-ci." dit maman, essayant d'être rassurante tandis que le diamant massif ornant le troisième doigt de sa main gauche scintille au soleil.
"C'est quoi son nom déjà ?" je demande après avoir chargé un autre carton à l'arrière du camion de déménagement, posant mes mains sur mes hanches et fixant ma mère d'un regard irrité, "Et pourquoi je ne l'ai jamais rencontré ?"
"Nous ne sommes ensemble que depuis peu, chérie. Mais c'est lui, ma petite. Quand tu sais, tu sais." dit-elle en haussant les épaules, ses yeux brillants de bonheur alors que son visage s'illumine d'un sourire jusqu'aux oreilles, "Oh, chérie. Tu vas vraiment l'aimer ! Et il a des enfants qui ont à peu près ton âge."
"C'est génial, maman. Mais, pourquoi cette précipitation ? Pourquoi n'avez-vous pas pris le temps de sortir ensemble au lieu de vous précipiter et de vous marier dès que vous en avez eu l'occasion ?" Je suis plutôt irritée par toute cette situation.
Je ne savais même pas qu'elle était sérieusement intéressée par quelqu'un et puis elle revient d'un long week-end avec une bague de mariage au doigt et un nouveau nom de famille.
C'est quoi ce bordel, maman ? Si j'avais fait quelque chose comme ça, elle m'aurait sûrement passé un savon.
"Je ne m'attends pas à ce que tu comprennes encore, chérie. Tu es encore jeune mais un jour, tu rencontreras un homme qui te fera perdre la tête et tu ne voudras pas attendre un moment de plus pour passer le reste de ta vie avec lui." Elle a l'air si heureuse, et je suis vraiment contente qu'elle soit heureuse, c'est tout ce que j'ai toujours voulu pour elle mais c'est juste un tel choc.
J'ai eu douze heures pour m'adapter à l'idée d'avoir une figure masculine dans ma vie, et non seulement lui mais apparemment ses quatre enfants aussi.
Génial.
"Et où est ce nouveau mari et ses quatre enfants pour nous aider à déménager nos affaires chez lui ?" je demande, pas encore prête à abandonner mon irritation au profit du bonheur de maman.
"Chérie, ne sois pas comme ça. Je te promets que tu vas l'aimer," elle laisse échapper un soupir et saisit mon poignet, me tirant vers les marches en béton menant à notre porte d'entrée.
"Allez, ma grande. Je pense qu'il ne reste plus que quelques cartons." dit maman avec une pression sur ma cuisse et un sourire encourageant.
"Et ensuite, décharger et tout déballer. Ils sont où encore ?" je demande, toujours énervée, même si je veux que maman soit heureuse.
"Collin n'a pas pu se libérer du travail pour aider et ses enfants sont à l'école."
"Typique," je grogne.
Et c'est parti, je pense, roulant des yeux en retournant dans l'appartement pour prendre le reste de nos affaires, maman me suivant de près.
"Faut-il que tu sois si négative à ce sujet ?" demande maman en se baissant pour attraper le dernier carton. Je me redresse en tenant le mien et jette un dernier coup d'œil à l'espace que nous avons appelé maison pendant un peu plus d'un an maintenant.
"Je ne vois vraiment pas le bon côté des choses pour le moment, maman," je murmure en retournant au camion de déménagement, enjambe la remorque attachée à l'attelage qui transporte notre voiture.
"Où est-ce qu'on déménage, au juste ?" je demande en regardant défiler les maisons de mes amis alors que nous nous dirigeons vers l'autoroute 105.
Maman jette un coup d'œil dans ma direction, son sourire disparaissant de son visage tandis que sa prise sur le volant se resserre jusqu'à ce que ses jointures deviennent complètement blanches. "Ne sois pas en colère," dit-elle, me faisant me tendre en prévision des mots qui s'apprêtent à sortir de ses lèvres, "nous déménageons à Hawthorne..." elle lâche rapidement, son attention fixée sur la route plutôt que sur le regard choqué sur mon visage.
"QUOI ?" je hurle. Sûrement, j'ai mal entendu parce qu'il n'y a aucune chance que nous déménagions à deux heures de route à Hawthorne.
"Je sais que tu t'es attachée à Monument, mais tu vas adorer Hawthorne aussi, chérie." Secouant la tête et me tournant vers la porte, je m'enfonce dans mon siège, l'angoisse me remplissant alors que les maisons se raréfient, devenant de plus en plus espacées.
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En montant le dernier carton à l'étage, mes bras me font mal et mes jambes me crient dessus, ayant fait plus d'exercice aujourd'hui que depuis bien trop longtemps. "Je vais avoir besoin d'une douche après ça. Même ma puanteur pue," je dis en grimaçant alors que je me sens moi-même.
"Vas-y. Tu devras peut-être chercher un peu pour trouver la salle de bain. Collin n'a pas mentionné où elle se trouvait." Ne lui laissant pas la chance de changer d'avis et de me donner une autre tâche à faire, je me précipite à l'étage, posant le dernier carton sur le bureau, et commence à ouvrir les portes, essayant de distinguer la salle de bain du placard.
Une fois trouvée, je tourne l'eau au maximum de chaleur et me déshabille rapidement avant de me glisser sous le jet, gémissant sous la sensation de l'eau battant contre mes muscles endoloris.
Après être sortie de la douche, une serviette enroulée autour de moi et nouée à ma poitrine, j'ouvre la porte menant à l'autre pièce, laissant ma curiosité prendre le dessus.
L'odeur de la cologne m'accueille en entrant dans la pièce. C'est relativement bien rangé pour un garçon – le lit semble avoir été fait à la hâte et il y a des vêtements sales dans le panier à linge, mais sinon, c'est propre.
Des posters de sport ornent les murs, des trophées sont posés sur une étagère avec un ballon de football et un casque signés. Je prends le ballon, mes doigts glissant sur le cuir tandis que je prends la mesure de la pièce, essayant de comprendre qui est mon nouveau frère.
Je remets le ballon à sa place et me dirige vers la table de chevet, où un cadre photo attire mon attention. Prenant le cadre, je m'assieds sur le bord du lit, observant l'image de la fille qui me sourit à travers la photo. Elle est magnifique, ses yeux sombres pétillants, sa bouche pleine étirée en un large sourire, dévoilant une rangée de dents droites et blanches. Sa peau claire, sans imperfections, contraste fortement avec ses cheveux et ses yeux foncés, faisant ressortir ses traits sombres contre sa pâleur.
Un bruit en bas attire mon attention, et reposant le cadre sur la table de chevet, je me précipite vers la salle de bain. M'arrêtant juste à l'entrée, je me retourne et prends une dernière inspiration de l'odeur enivrante avant de fermer la porte derrière moi.
Complètement prête une demi-heure plus tard, je me précipite en bas et suis le son des voix venant de quelque part plus loin dans la maison. J'entre dans une cuisine dans laquelle ma mère doit être aux anges de pouvoir cuisiner, et j'entends un homme, que je suppose être Collin, parler à ma mère. "Ils seront de retour plus tard. Ils ont des matchs et d'autres activités après l'école en ce moment," lui dit-il, puis se penche pour lui déposer un baiser sur les lèvres.
"Des enfants dans la pièce !" je crie en couvrant mes yeux, ne voulant pas voir mes parents s'embrasser devant moi.
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