Love Obsessed by Veronica Short Read Free Book Online

go, her eyes focused on my face.
    “I’m sorry, Nikki. I don’t know......what’s happening,” I try to explain.
    Nikki gets up from the ground. “It’s all good. It happens. Call me when it’s working again,” and she leaves, leaving me half naked and embarrassed on my couch.
    ***
    “Will you be coming around Sunday?” Mum asks while standing in front of my desk at work. That’s what you get when you work in the family business. Grandad started this advertising and marketing business when he was young, and when he died, passed it onto Dad. One day, Ryan, Brandon or I will get it; probably Ryan, because he’s older and has been here the longest. I hope it’s me, of course, but because a prerequisite for being born into this family is getting a business degree and working in the family business, I’m not too fussed either way. I’ll always have a job, and once Dad dies and it’s passed on to Ryan, I’ll be free to leave and do what I want to do, and it’s a long shot, but I’ll hopefully have Erin with me. So, like I was saying, working in the family business gives you family around you all day, every day. Without looking up from my computer, I answer her.
    “Will Brandon and Erin be there?” I don’t want to be around them; not right now. Brandon for doing what he did and for being a total asshole, and Erin for choosing to be with him and ripping my heart out. I don’t feel like going out anymore. I can’t get it up when I have girls over. I haven’t had sex with anyone since I told Erin how I feel. I haven’t had sex with Erin, period, and she’s already wrecked it for me.
    After my failed attempt last night at getting laid, I drunk myself stupid, and tried to call Erin. Each and every time, her phone rang out. She’s avoiding me; ignoring me. I passed out from drinking too much, and then to make matters worse, because the universe hates me and has it out for me, when I woke from an Erin based dream, the traitor wouldn’t go down. I’ve been suffering from the worst case of blue balls ever since.
    “Brandon is, but Erin has plans,” Mum trails off. That gets my attention, and I look up from the computer. Brandon and Erin separated? That’s rare.
    “What plans?” I ask, curiosity getting the better of me.
    Mum starts to fidget with the pens on my desk, “So is that a yes or a no to Sunday?” She’s trying to change the subject, avoid the question.
    “What plans?” I ask more sternly.
    Mum looks me straight in the eye, “She has a date Sunday night, so she won’t be attending.”
    And there she goes and tramples on my heart. She has a date. Erin has a date. I thought that Brandon and Erin were together. The confusion sets in. “So Sunday?”
    “Yeah. I’ll be there.”
    ***
    Brandon is in a foul mood Sunday. He doesn’t talk. He doesn’t do anything, except be a grudge around the house. “Big night last night?” I ask, sitting in the chair opposite him.
    “Not for me,” he grumbles back.
    “How’s that?” Dad asks.
    “Don’t want to talk about it,” he grumbles again. Something is really eating him up, and it’s Erin orientated.
    It’s silent for a moment, and then Mum speaks, “What do we know about this guy who’s taking Erin out? Do we know where he is taking her tonight?” Brandon slams his cutlery down on the table, making everyone, including me, jump.
    “What’s wrong son?” Dad asks.
    “They changed their plans. They went out last night, and she didn’t come home.”
    My throat drops into my stomach. She spent the night with him. Some fucker was with my Erin last night while I was here, suffering, because of her. It’s confirmed; the universe hates me. “I thought that you and Erin were a couple,” I silently say.
    “No, Cole. I just wanted your sleaze bag hands away from her, and now she’s off with some total fucker who she won’t let me meet!” He gets up from the table and starts for the stairs.
    I turn to face in the direction he’s moving