Annihilate Me (Vol. 1) (The Annihilate Me Series)

BOOK: Annihilate Me (Vol. 1) (The Annihilate Me Series)
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For Christopher, who knows why.

 

For Erika Rhys, in friendship.

 

For Ann Ross, for your love and support.

 
 
 
 
 

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ebook edition © 2013.

 

Disclaimer:

 

This
is a work of fiction. Any similarity to persons living or dead (unless
explicitly noted) is merely coincidental. Copyright © 2013 Christina Ross. All
rights reserved worldwide.

 
 
 
 

CONTENTS

 

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Thirteen

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter Sixteen

Chapter Seventeen

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Nineteen

Chapter Twenty

Chapter Twenty-One

Chapter Twenty-Two

Chapter Twenty-Three

Chapter Twenty-Four

Chapter Twenty-Five

Chapter Twenty-Six

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Eight

Chapter Twenty-Nine

Chapter Thirty

 
 
 
 
 
 

BOO
K ONE

 

CHAPTER ONE

 

New York City

August

 

In
my suffocating, one-bedroom, prison camp of an East Village apartment, I stood
in front of the narrow mirror attached to my broken closet door and saw an
older, messier version of myself staring back at me.
 
I wondered who the hell was she—a
distant relative, a long lost sibling, my ugly stepsister?
 
All of the above?
 
But then I was too distracted by the
sweat coming through my white blouse to be sure or to even care.

What am I thinking?
 
I look ridiculous.
 
Not even ice in a freezer could keep
cool in this heat.
 
Call and cancel.
 
Tell them there has been a death in the
family—my hair.
 

“This
isn’t going to work,” I called out.
 
“My makeup is running down my face, my hair looks like a hot mess
because of the humidity, and my clothes are starting to make the Hudson look
dry.
 
Why couldn’t I have found a
job in May or June?
 
Or even
July?
 
I could be in a comfortable,
air-conditioned office right now, doing my work, making light chit-chat with my
elegant co-workers, laugh, laugh, laughing with them over the water cooler, and
getting something I’ll apparently never see in this city—a paycheck.
 
But, oh no!
 
For whatever reason, no one wants to
hire me.
 
So, today, I’ll go and sit
in front of some other prickly HR professional who will judge me to be unworthy
and send me on my way.”

I
waited for a response, but none came.

I
grabbed a magazine off my bed and started to fan myself with it.
 
I walked to the doorway that entered
into the living room, and found my best friend and roommate, Lisa Ward, typing
at a quick clip on her MacBook Pro.
 
She was nearing the end of her second novel, which she’d upload to
Amazon in a few weeks.
 
Given the
success she enjoyed with her first book, which was an overall Top 100 best
seller, I knew my time with Lisa might be brief if this book also took
off.
 
And I hoped it would, if only
for her.
 
Lisa had worked hard and
she deserved it.
 
At least one of us
could enjoy our lives.

“You’re
awfully quiet,” I said.

“That’s
because while you were in a full-on rant, I was taking notes.
 
I’m going to use that mother of a
tantrum for a scene in the new book.
 
You were brilliant.”

“You’re
putting me in your book?”

“I’m
putting that
rant
in the book.”

“Tell
me I’ll receive a royalty of some kind.”

“How
about dinner out?
 
Like at a hot dog
stand?
 
We can afford that.”

“Works
for me.
 
I’m Raman-noodled out.”

Lisa
pulled her blonde hair away from her face, wrapped it into a ponytail, and
turned to look at me.
 
Her skin was
shiny from the heat, but even from where I stood, it appeared poreless.
 
Lisa was one of those beautiful young
women who could go without makeup and still look chic.
 
She often said the same about me, though
I never believed it.
 
I’d never seen
what others saw in me.
 
I only
wished I had Lisa’s confidence.

“So,
where is this interview?”

“At
Wenn Enterprises.”

“Never
heard of it, but I’m not the business type.
 
What’s the job?”

“Oh,
you’ll love this.”

“What?”

“I
may have my master’s degree in business—you know, the one that has
sucker-punched me with forty thousand dollars’ worth of debt—but because
I’m essentially broke, I’m now going for a secretarial job.”

“Jennifer—”

“It’s
fine.
 
Wenn Enterprises is a
successful conglomerate.
 
Here’s
what I’m thinking.
 
If I can get my
foot in the door as a secretary, someone might see something in me, and in a
few months, I’ll have the job I’ve been seeking.”

“I
told you I’d give you money.
 
The
book is doing well, and this one is better than the first one, so maybe it’ll
do better.”

“I
appreciate that, Lisa.
 
But I need
to get out of this mess on my own.
 
I still have a little left in savings.
 
Enough to pay for next month’s rent, but
then I don’t know what I’ll do.
 
If
I don’t get a job, I might have to go home.”

“Why
would you ever leave New York for Bangor, Maine?
 
Why would you ever go back to your toxic
parents?
 
They just bring you down.”

“The
reality is that there is a bomb attached to my bank account, and it’s about
ready to explode.
 
I’ve been frugal
ever since we came here in May—no bars, no boys, no eating out, no new
clothes, not even a latte—and it turns out I did the right thing.
 
Otherwise, I would have been out of here
at the end of June.”

“You
know,” she said, “maybe you should consider a waitressing job at one of the
city’s better restaurants.
 
You
could clean up there at night, and then you could look for a job during the day.
 
It wouldn’t be easy, but if there’s one
thing I know about you, Jennifer, it’s that you’re tireless.
 
The servers at some of the best
restaurants make serious money.
 
Six
figures a year isn’t uncommon here—and not many of them look as good as
you do.
 
Stop underestimating your
looks.
 
I think you’re not getting a
job because you intimidate the women who are interviewing you.”

I
overlooked the comment.
 
I just
didn’t see in the mirror what others saw in me.
 
Never had, never would.
 
“I’ve actually thought about
waitressing.
 
And I do have
experience, though hardly at a high-end restaurant.
 
Essentially, I shucked pizzas and beers
to get through college.”

Lisa
held out her hands.
 
“What you got
at Pat’s is experience.
 
Whoever
hires you will likely train you to serve their customers in the manner they
expect anyway.
 
Think about it.
 
It would give you the money you need,
and allow you to look for a job during the day.
 
If this interview doesn’t work out, that
might be the magic bullet.”

She
was right.
 
“Sorry I freaked out
earlier.”

“I’m
not.
 
That shit was good.”
 
Her face softened, and she looked at me
with concern.
 
“I just wish you
weren’t going through this.
 
I know
it’s been difficult.
 
I’ve seen how
hard you’ve worked to find something.
 
It’ll happen at some point, but I’m as frustrated as you are that it
hasn’t happened yet.
 
You deserve a
good job.”

“We’re
a team,” I said.
 
“Always have
been.”

“Since
fifth grade.”

“How’s
the book coming?”

“I’m
actually digging it.
 
The zombies
are ferocious in this one.
 
I think
I might have the first draft done by the end of this week, and then it’s all
about the editing, which is good, because editing is the best part.
 
You just slice and dice the words,
reassemble them, read and re-read, get the book into its best possible shape,
and put it out there.”

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