Fire In Her Eyes Read Online Free PDF

small thrill. Okay, a huge thrill. It’s just the fact that he made some kind of claim on me; like I’m a piece of property. Yeah, I don’t think so.
    “Umm, Har, why are there a pair of men’s socks under you bed?” Lucy asks from her seated position on the floor.
    “I don’t know. There are two males that live in this house. They probably fell out of the clean clothes basket or something.” I try so hard not to blush. That is a sure way to tell I’m lying. Curse Spencer for forgetting his damn socks!
    “Sure. Sure.” Okay, she totally bought it. “That’s a good cover but you’re blushing.” She smirks at me and I glare into her dark brown eyes.
    “You haven’t been doing anything else with Spencer have you?” Paige asks from the end of my bed.
    “No, I haven’t. He’s a total dick and I want nothing to do with him. It wasn’t even that great of a kiss anyway!” I know my face is red now, but it’s from anger. I normally get this upset talking about him so maybe they will just let it drop.
    “Yeah, sure. That’s why you wouldn’t shut up about it for a whole freaking week,” Carter says, tossing her long blonde locks over her shoulder.
     
    “Just drop it will you? It’s nothing and will remain nothing,” I huff out, lying back on my bed. We came in here to watch a stupid chick flick. I hate chick flicks. “I know let’ s talk about Cater and her rock star boyfriend. It’s better than this stupid movie.”
    It’s Carter’s turn to blush, which you can barely see with her tan complexion. “I told you that we broke up. He’s a complete jerk and totally full of himself! Unlike you, I mean it when I say I want nothing to do with him.”
    “What did he do? You never told us.” Paige asks.
    She wouldn’t tell them, but I know exactly what he did. Carter is afraid of commitment. I know you hear all the time about the guys who are. Well, here is one girl I know who is terrified. She has bounced around from guy to guy since we were thirteen. Liam (the rock star) had to have told her he loved her: a big no-no in Carter’s world.
    “He called me one night while he was out on the road, drunk off his ass. He said some things I didn’t like, haven’t talked to him since.” She curls into a ball next to me and meets my eyes. That is something else she doesn’t like. Carter hates drunks. I’m guessing he drinks a lot.
    “How many times did he call you drunk?” I ask her softly.
    “Like ten different times over the course of two weeks. I know they were on tour and stuff but that’s not an excuse. I even asked him to lay off. He refused. I’m just not going to put up with it anymore.” I see a tear slip out and she turns her face away from me.
    Paige mouths “do we need to leave?” and I nod. Lucy and Paige have awesome parents. Carter and I have screwed up parents. Carter’s dad is an abusive drunk and has been her whole life. She’s been hit more than once with fists and words. She always clung closer to me since my mother was just as flawed. “Want to tell me about it?”
    “He said he loved me. I would have believed him if he wasn’t so drunk. I told him he was hurting me with all the drinking, that he couldn’t love me while causing me so much pain. I told him about my dad and asked him to get help.” She is sobbing openly now and I can’t help but cry with her. When we were kids, my window was always open and more times than not she was here sleeping. “He kept telling me he didn’t have a problem. He refused to get help. I hung up on him and changed my number. He never showed back up at school when his tour ended a month ago. I guess he really didn’t love me.”
    “It’s an addiction, Carter. If you really care about him, then you need to convince him to go get help . I understand that it hits close to home, but he needs your help…except, if the news reports are correct, no one has seen him.”
    “What do you mean?” She asks, wiping the tears from her