Until There Was You

By Stacey Harrison

Lexi thought the day her mother walked out on her would be the worst day of her life, little did she know her Mother walking away to start a new family was more life changing than any child could possibly comprehend. It was just the beginning of a life she could only imagine in her darkest dreams. She lived through the heartbreak, betrayal and the hurt. Yet worst of all she lived with the constant abuse at the man her Mother left behind... She never dared to dream of escape until there was Him.....

• Language: English
• Publisher: Stacey Harrison
• Release date: Jun 14, 2015
• ISBN: 9781310210020

Stacey Harrison

Reading started out as an escape and turned into a passion. I love to lose myself in somebody else's world. To feel captivated by a character or a love is one of the most amazing feelings. That's why I read. Why I write is part overactive imagination and part hopefulness. I hope that I can incite the same emotions out of others that books I have read have done to me.So please take the time to read my books, these crazy people have no doubt haunted my dreams for weeks.Thank You and I really hope you enjoy them.

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Until There Was You

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events and locations are coincidental.

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Dedication

I would like to dedicate this book to My Mum. She was the first ever person to read this book and give me the confidence to do something with it. So thank you Mum. Second a very good friend Julie, who gave me the means to do this. Thank You Julie.

Chapter 1

Liam

'Another round on my tab.' I say to the sexy waitress named Sasha, I think.

'Certainly Mr Coltan.' She replies in a seductive tone, yes tonight shall be a good night. God knows I deserve it after spending the day with my Mother and Melissa the airhead, plastic bimbo from her country club. Ah Melissa Reddington, daughter of the millionaire Donald Reddington, a miniature version of my Mother and like hell do I need that! One of that woman is more than enough to make life miserable if she decides to be difficult.

As the only son of Landon and Rose Colton there is a lot of publicity as well as money involved so I 'just must' take a wife and she 'just has to' be a decent respectable, well bred young lady and end my playboy antics that bring shame on the company and my most importantly my Mother.

Snapping out of my depressive thoughts I notice the waitress is back placing our drinks in front of us, leaning a little further over than necessary. My friend Paul winks at me mouthing 'Your in there bro'.

'Nah to easy.' I reply out loud causing a roar of laughter from the lads and earning me a glare from Stacey or Sasha or whatever, jeez i was only stating the obvious.

'Your bad man.' my best friend Nate says chuckling. Like what he does is any better, at least I am honest upfront that I am not a nice man. I will not be sweeping anybody off their feet, I will never own a white horse or a damn Wife.

'Hardly.' I retort sardonically as I smirk at the rest of the table. Lads night out, nothing better.

'Dude you could of tapped that.' Laughs Paul, and Nate chuckles with him.

Nate and Paul have been my friends since college, they are the only to people who get me. I met them at a party where a girl tried it on with all three of us one after the other, we laughed about it and have been friends ever since. After a few more drinks , I am tired and the thoughts of my Mother and Barbie had soured my mood so bad, that not even the amber liquard that slides down my throat can lift my spirits. I downed the drink in my hand in one and reveled in the burning sensation in my throat, deciding it was time to head home I make a move to grab my jacket off the back of my chair. I regretted pissing of the waitress as a bit of easy would be good about now but at least I won't be having the uncomfortable 'get out we are done' speech later. I am a stickler for my rules, I never stray from the rules. Ever.

Rule One: When I am done, we are done. You need to leave.

Rule Two: I don't need your name, it's completely irrelevant if your a Sophie or a Danielle. You will always be Babe to me.

Rule Three: One night is enough unless you really blow my mind. Don't hold your breathe though.

I say my goodbyes to the lads and head for the door. Dem, my driver would be waiting, as I step outside I am hit by the cold air and the sound of laughter. Pulling my jacket tighter to fend off the cold, I head towards my Black Bentley Continental GT. The door is already open as Dem stands behind it, his face completely blank and I do not honestly think I have ever saw any emotion from him. The man is a fucking machine.

'Home Mr Coltan?' Dem inquires, holding onto my door handle. I have told him countless times that I can open and shut my own fucking doors, but he never seems to listen.

'Yes please Dem.' I answer him as I climb in. I am about to remind him Mr Coltan is my father -again - when I notice out the corner of my eye two men yelling at a young, barely dressed girl trying to force her into a car. At least that's what it appears to be, part of me wants to drive on, this isn't any of my business but something about her makes me pause.

'Wait!' I yell at Dem. 'Stop the car!'

I get out and approach them, both men are more concerned with their argument, so I go unnoticed giving me chance to take in the scene unfolding before me.

'Please don't make me do this, please.' The girl pleads to the first man, fisting his tatty shirt in her small fists. She look so small, so scared it tugs on something inside my chest.

'Stop making a scene and get in his fucking car!' He glowers back at her, prying her hands from him in disgust.

'Please...' She begs in a low voice, hands clutched together like she was praying hard. She should never have to beg for anything, let alone her safety. The thought has rage flooding my system in seconds.

Out of nowhere he backhands her across her face with such for her small body lands on the cold, unforgiving floor, her head bounces off the pavement with a sickening crack and my stomach turns at the sound. I opened my mouth to speak, to yell, to do something - anything - when the guy by the beat up, barely functioning car cuts me off.

'Hurry the fuck up slut, I don't have all night!' He grabs her arm lifting her up off the floor to meet his eyes and I feel it the last of my tightly coiled control snapping at the sound of her small pained whimper.

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Chapter Two

Lexi

'Get ready bitch, tonight's the night your arse earns its keep.' Mike yells through the door of my dirty, scarcely furnished bedroom. It used to be nice, safe and clean but now - like me - it will never be the same again.

Mike is my Step-Father and he used to be one of the best men I knew, I had so much love and respect for him that I was proud to call him my dad. I never knew my real Father, he died when I was barely two months old. I haven't ever known any other dad, but aslong a I had Mike, I didn't mind. Until I turned fourteen he played the part of normal, caring Dad and I of the bright, happy Daughter. Until my mum got pregnant. At first we were all beyond happy, they had been trying for so long. We were going to have a new member of our little happy family, life couldn't be better. I had always wanted to be a big sister. Until the day I came home from school and found him crying, I had never saw him cry before. Thinking there was something wrong with my mum or the baby I rushed to his side, When he shoved a white piece of paper under my nose I could do nothing but stare down at it in complete confusion and betrayal. To this day the word's I read that day will haunt me forever, it will always be the moment my world crumbled down. The