𝕊𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪

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HARDIN.

I furrow my eyebrows, letting out a groan as I press my pillow against my ears as hard as I can. Stop that fucking noise. God...

I huff, keeping my head buried into the pillows as I reach for my phone on my nightstand.

I don't even open my eyes as I put it to my ear, mumbling a harsh, and unwelcoming "hello?"

"Hardin, good to hear you are awake. I was worried I was going to wake you." Vance says. Is he fucking serious?

"You did wake me." I snap, rolling onto my back and staring up at the ceiling.

"I've got some great news." He says, ignoring me. I lift my free hand to the bridge of my nose, rubbing it.

"What is it, Vance?" I play along, letting out a frustrated breath.

"There is a book festival in Los Angeles next week. They have personally invited us to go and sign some After books for fans." Vance says excitedly, "we'd be there for three weeks, what do you say?"

I suck in a breath, squeezing my eyes shut. "I say no. I can't be away from Tessa that long. Not when she's like this."

Vance goes silent, so silent I'm not sure if he is still here. "That's silly, Hardin. I can have Kim stay with Tessa and the kids."

"No. I'm not leaving them here."

"You could take them with you-"

"No, she can't do that right now. Vance, I said no." I say in a 'that's final' voice, shaking my head.

He lets out a sigh, "okay..." he says reluctantly, "I'll talk to you later. I've got some things I need to settle."

"Alright."

"Bye."

"Bye." I say. He hangs up and I fling my phone down on the bed.

That was a lot of fucking money I just turned down. I feel my stomach twist into knots and I cover my eyes with my arm. Did I make a mistake? Would tessa be fine here?

No. I will not leave her here without me. They will never be in this house without me here. I won't let it happen again.

I let out a groan as I lift myself from the bed. I've made the right decision but that doesn't mean I don't feel fucking terrible about it. I'm full of anxiety now.

I just turned down a big opportunity, a big money source that we need. Fuck, why do I have to be so stubborn?

I put on some jeans and I walk towards the door. I know what I need to do to let off some steam. My first go-to would be sex, but I'm still not so sure if Tessa is ready for that.

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