Torn (Torn Series) Page 0,9
Amber had been right about me not ever being into any guy. Sure, there had been dates, I wasn’t even a virgin, I had lost that to my Cousin Danny’s best friend Jordan when I tagged along with my mother one summer, but no one had ever caught my eye since.
Thoughts of my mother brought a sigh to my lips. To say my mother was flighty would be an understatement. She had become pregnant with me at seventeen. She had been a hardcore partier, and I was a result of a drug and alcohol fueled night with some man she didn’t even remember. She had managed to contain her drug use while she was pregnant with me, but she had continued to smoke and drink, which had resulted in me being born almost a month early.
Soon after I was born, she had gone back to using drugs and partying, leaving me with whoever would watch me. More often than not, it was with someone who was a complete stranger to me since my grandparents had disowned her when she informed them of her pregnancy and her only sister lived hours away.
When I was around seven or eight years old, she started bringing me to the parties with her and would leave me alone for hours. As I got older, she would let me stay home by myself, leaving me home for days at a time, sometimes weeks. By that time, I had become good friends with Amber, and often stayed with her when my mother took off.
When I was a freshman, her trips had become multiple month events, and Amber’s parents Dave and Emma had transformed their guest room into my own bedroom. They had bought me school clothes every year, Emma took me prom dress shopping, they had even ordered my graduation cap and gown. While they became parents to me, my mother’s visits back to me became less and less, until I saw her only a couple times a year.
I was thankful when she was gone. My mother had always held a grudge against me over my birth, and when she drank at home with just the two of us, she often became violent toward me. I spent most of my childhood trying to cover the bruises she left all over my body. The physical wounds had healed long ago, but they left me bruised and battered inside. That and the venom she often spewed at me left me feeling that I could never truly trust anyone and that I really was as worthless as she said. Logan and Amber had broken down my barriers slowly and I thanked every deity out there for putting them in my life.
One summer in high school, I had decided to tag along with her for whatever reason. We lived in West Virginia, but she took me from state to state, as far away as Colorado, mostly by bus or cramped into the back of one of her friend’s cars. We ended up at my Aunt Jennifer’s home in Ocean City, Maryland and I quickly formed a close friendship with my cousin Danny.
He and I had only met a couple times, but my mother and I stayed with them for over a month, so I started tagging along with him and his best friend Jordan. I became close friends with Jordan as well, and one night we were with a group of kids on the beach partying. Danny had left with some random girl, so Jordan and I decided to take a walk down the beach together.
We found ourselves hidden by some rocks, only a few feet from the ocean, having drunk sex. Being the sweet guy he was though, he made it romantic and gentle and I loved him for it. Even though I rarely spoke to either of them, Jordan would always hold a special place in my heart.
Thoughts of my mother and my past sobered my excitement over Drake. It had been over a year since I had seen her, and sometimes I missed her. I knew she loved me in her own crazy way, but she hadn’t even been able to pull herself away from her life for one night to attend my graduation. I sighed again and rolled over on my bed just as my phone started playing Logan’s ring tone. I had forgotten to call him.
I grabbed my phone and answered it before the noise woke up Rachel. “Hey Logan, I’m home.”
“Thanks for calling me.”
“I just