The Broken Pieces novel Chapter 3

"If it were up to me, I would go for Tomas. Dump my fucking sorry ass brother on his knees." She said.

I sigh, "you know I can't do that."

Cameron stops running the brush through my hair and glares at me through the glass of my vanity mirror.

"Listen here, Emmie Rose," Cameron light brown eyes sparks just like her brother's when she moves my newly curled hair down on my shoulders. "you are perfectly beautiful and my brother can't keep this all to himself. One day, you're going to go out in the real world and someone is going to notice you. Parker can't keep you on this leash and then pretend that you're 'just a friend', it's going to bite him in the ass one day and there is nothing he is going to be able do about it."

I laugh.

Parker keeping me on a lease, yeah right. More like I'm tying myself to the leash.

Cameron smiles and shakes her head. "I'm done," she steps away from me, unplugging the curling iron, "go downstairs, you have guests." She said, referring to Spring Break party my mom held for all the kids that used to go to my old high school.

"Okay."

Right when I left my bedroom, I heard Cameron call after me. "Keep your hands outta your hair, you'll ruin my work!"

I laughed before shouting back an okay.

My mom, Amanda Tate Shivers passed me the tray of drinks and waved me off with a simple "go serve our guests since you're not doing anything."

So here I am, walking around with a tray of drinks in my hand asking if anyone want something to drink.

So far no one is getting anything, they're making jokes with me about being a waitress and stuff.

I look around the crowded but lively living room, it was nice to see people bonding over simple things, like whose pool is the largest and things like that.

I walked around, scanning the faces of my previous high school classmates, making sure everyone was having a good time.

That's when I looked at the pool table in the corner to see him with her.

Parker stood by the pool table, he had a pool stick in his hand as he held brunette in his arms. He had a bright smile on his face as he talked to the guys around the pool table who I recognized to be some players who used to play football with Parker in high school.

The girl whispered in Parker's ear, which he bit his lip and began to send kisses down her next.

The brunette began to giggle and I could feel the bile coming up my throat.

Sharp tears began to sting my eyes as my legs began to shake.

Right before I feel like I'm going to clasps on the floor in tears, a hand placed itself on my shoulder.

"Hey Emily Rose?" A velvety, muscular voice asks me and I quickly turn around, ripping myself away from the horrific picture in front of me.

Oh my God!

"Tomas McCoy?!" I exclaimed, smiling wildly. "H-how? Um... w-when?"

He laughed, "I took a plane here last Saturday." He shaggy blond hair moves around his head as he smiles at me. "Well, I didn't come all the way here to talk about that, I need to tell you something."

Oh, no. Oh my God, why did this have to happen to me.

A string of regret and sudden sadness hit me as I cleared my throat.

I'm sorry Tomas but I'm in love with someone else and o honk of you as a friend.

"Look Tomas-"

Just when I was about to reject Tomas, he leaned in and kissed me.

To all things holy...

Tomas soft lips caressed mine and I fell under a spell.

This was actually my first good kiss. All of my other kisses had came from horny boys in spin the bottle.

Nothing that I've had compared to this one.

Tomas' hand slipped to my lower back and the other slipped to the back of my neck, pulling me closer to him.

I wrapped my arms around his neck.

Just when I thought this kiss couldn't get better, Tomas, fingers slipped under my top. His fingertips pressed lightly into my back as he drew small gentle circles against my bare skin, adding delightful shocks into my body.