Loss (PHANTOM BASTARDS MC: 2ND GENERATION #1) by Erin Osborne EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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Vault
One week after Hound’s death
SEVEN FUCKING DAYS. That’s how long it’s been since my entire world
exploded and crumbled to nothing but shards. One week where I haven’t
slept, eaten, drank, or done much of anything except lay in bed and try to
make sense of what happened. One second my dad was alive and the next
he was taking his last breath. The last seven days have been spent playing
out every single memory involving my dad.
He was our only parent and
was there for every second of our lives. There wasn’t a day that went by
where he wasn’t asking us what was going on, attending some event,
bailing us out of jail, teaching us something, or just being there for us. I
haven’t let my brother, Valor, in my room because I know he’s going to
wanna talk about everything and I don’t have the strength to talk to my twin
about my feelings. I can sum it up with a few words—angry, hateful, unfair,
and lost. Other than that, there’s nothing anyone needs to know.
Pounding on my door pulls me from the thoughts and memories
swirling my mind on a loop. My eyes shift to the door but I don’t bother
moving to get up and find out who’s pounding so hard my door is rattling in
the frame. Pulling my blankets up higher and tighter around me, I roll over
and put my back to the door.
The pounding finally stops after several long
minutes. Releasing the breath I was holding, I close my eyes once again and
pray for sleep to finally claim me. It hasn’t happened since the night we lost
our dad, but eventually exhaustion will have to kick in and I’ll sleep. I don’t
know why it hasn’t happened yet though. Before I can even attempt to fall
asleep, my door bursts open so hard that it slams into my bedroom wall and
sounds as if it’s been pulled right off the hinges.
“What the fuck?” I bark out, flipping over so fast I almost fall out of
bed.
“Exactly,” Killer says, walking in my room with Valor and Slim
behind him. “You’ve been locked in this room for a week, Vault. Seven
fuckin’ days and no one has seen or heard from you. You’re not answerin’
calls or messages, the door, or lettin’ anyone know you’re still fuckin’ alive
in here. Today is your dad’s funeral so I suggest you get your ass out of bed,
shower the fuckin’ nasty off, and get ready to head out.
You have exactly a
half hour before I walk back in this room and make you fuckin’ get ready.”
Killer is a big fuckin’ guy and everyone I’ve ever met is scared to
death of him. It’s not hard to understand why when you take a good look at
him. He stands over six feet tall, has muscles from working out on a daily
basis, and has a permanent scowl on his face.
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