Finding Faith by Tabatha Vargo Read Free Book Online Page A

bass, though, and he kept
to himself. I could appreciate that. He seemed genuine and had yet
to fuck me over in any way. In my world, that was enough for
me.
    I was confident that Ordinary
Malice was going to go far. We’d already started attracting
attention from the locals and playing bars even though none of us
were twenty-one. Singing and writing music was my passion. I loved
it and I’d give anything to be able to walk away from all the
bullshit and make an honest living doing it.

    The next day, I got a phone call
from Faith. My house phone never rang so it was a shock when it
did. The only reason we still had one was just in case of an
emergency. Mom and I shared her cell, although I had it more than
she did.
    “ I saw the flowers,” Faith
said.
    She was whispering into the phone.
The poor girl had probably never let go in her entire life. It was
no way to live. It made me wonder how wild she’d be in the sack. As
quickly as the thought came, I pushed it to the back of my mind.
She wasn’t like the rest of the girls and had already somehow
managed to earn a certain amount of respect from me.
    “ And?” It sounded rude, but I was
curious where the conversation was going.
    “ And I wanted to say thank you. My
dad can be a bit strict, and while I did get in trouble for being
out, it would’ve been even worse if he’d caught me in a
lie.”
    “ Don’t worry about it. I would’ve
had to do it come Wednesday anyway. At least this way maybe I won’t
be out in the heat all day.”
    It really had sucked that I’d
missed hanging out with my friends that night. Not to mention, my
ex, Jenny, had been there and there was a good chance I was going
to get laid, but it was worth it in the end, I guess. Faith already
had it bad from what I could see. The least I could do was help the
girl out.
    “ Do you always sneak out like
that?” I couldn’t help but ask.
    I thought I was seeing things when
she’d stepped into my garage that night. She obviously didn’t
belong there, and I wasn’t all that thrilled to have her there. A
girl like her could be a liability. The last thing I needed was my
boys getting accused of some crazy shit because an inexperienced
girl got herself all caught up in our craziness.
    She was a nice girl and I felt bad
for her. The contrast between her and the rest of the girls in the
room was pretty hilarious, though. They were all covered in makeup
with painted-on clothes that left nothing to the imagination, and
Faith was clean and covered.
    I hadn’t meant to call her skirt
ugly, but it was a crime for such a pretty girl to be so uptight.
Not that she should walk around with her ass hanging out, but damn,
she must burn up in all those clothes.
    “ That was my first time. I won’t
be doing that again,” she said adamantly.
    It was kind of cute. She was so
childlike since her father had obviously sheltered her for her
entire life. When I thought of all the things she was missing out
on, it was kind of depressing. She was a teenager. It was her job
to experience all the crazy shit possible. It’s how you become a
good adult. You live and you learn. She was going to be thirty and
still clueless to what life had to offer.
    “ That’s a shame,” I said with a
grin as I rested the phone between my shoulder and my
face.
    Flirting was in my nature and I
never suppressed what came naturally to me.
    “ Why’s that?” she
asked.
    “ Well, I was going to see if you
wanted to hang out one night.”
    It was a last-minute decision, a
kill-two-birds-with-one-stone kind of thing. I could get her out
with me and show her a good time while pissing off her dad so much
that he’d want me nowhere near his daughter. Win-win.
    “ Why?” she asked,
confused.
    She had no idea how pretty she was.
I’d seen that when I called her pretty in the car on the way to her
house. Confidence was sexy, but so was a beautiful girl who had no
idea how beautiful she was.
    “ Because you seem like a nice
girl, and I