Never Me — Emjay Soren

There is no way to really start this story.
My story really has no beginning and no ending.

It's like I was plucked from non-existence and dropped smack dab into the worst possible nightmare. I am not sure if I ever felt a moment of comfort or love from my parents, my sister that I have, but from the ones that created me I don't think I did.

When you go your entire life not feeling the shelter of a parent's love, I think even if for only a second if it was present it would be unforgettable, even to an infant.

I cannot move forward without going back. I do not want to go back. I fear very few things in this world, but my past is something to bring on the cold sweats and break me into a ball of rage and pain.

The trapdoors I call them, the ones containing all the fury and pain, they need to be broken open. I have fought against it for too long and now I face my own death or my own redemption. I face the fact she will never be back, and I accept the moment I broke.

That's one of the many doors I fear opening. Doors that are closed and locked and barricaded in for a reason. What I share with you, will make your skin crawl, and sadly I haven't even scratched the surface.

My name is Noah Beckett, and this is my story.

There will be moments I disgust you, I will undoubtedly break your heart. I am a master of making ugly even worse, but I can bring out beauty in the worst of all things. I do not judge, I would have answered to a bullet a long time ago if I did. You may not like my choices or the things I say and the way I live, but you will respect it because I have earned it.

This is and Adult Contemporary Love After Loss Romance and not intended for readers under 18.

Strong language, sexual content and drug use.