The Consequence of Rejection (Consequence #4) ~ Page 1

Read Online Books/Novels:The Consequence of Rejection (Consequence #4)Author/Writer of Book/Novel:Rachel Van DykenLanguage:EnglishBook Information:

You know the universe is trying to tell you something when you get struck by lightning, but only after getting hit on by the elderly, almost getting ran over by a semi, and running into the one who got away.
Why do they say it like that anyway"
Like I accidentally lost her when she was the one that got in the car with my best friend and left me.
The day after I proposed.
We were eighteen.
I wanted forever.
She didn’t.
It’s been ten years.
I tried to move on, tried to get married, had that same wedding crashed by my now best friend who says the only way for me to stop pissing off the universe, is to gain closure with the one woman I can’t forget.
So I do it.
I embark on a journey down memory lane that not only lands me in prison but on the receiving end of a fist fight in front of the entire town, this naturally happens after drunken pool sex, climbing the same girls window, and getting threatened at gunpoint by her father.
To say the universe is trying to tell me something anything, is a giant understatement.
I just hope I survive the message.
And then, I hope I survive her–again.Books in Series:Consequence Series by Rachel Van DykenBooks by Author:Rachel Van Dyken Books



I tipped back the lukewarm Corona and glanced at the flickering TV. Alone. Again.

A knock sounded at the door.

I ignored it and reached for another slice of pizza. How long had I been sitting in my living room" I hadn"t a clue.

I"d lost track of a lot of things in the past week.

My truck door, for one " my fault.

My heart " her fault.

My balls " the universe"s fault and an unfortunate run-in with lightning" more to come on that later.

And finally " my ability to move on.

It"s easy the first time you move on from a lost love. Life happens, days go by, and you chalk it up to the fact that you were immature and stupid. Hell, you were eighteen. What did you even know at eighteen" I"d been a virgin until her.

So honestly" Nothing. I hadn"t known a damn. Thing.

The second time you miss that opportunity to love " well, that"s when things go to shit.

Exhibit A: my parents" house. Takeout boxes littered every inch of space, beer bottles totem-poled the boxes, and something smelled.

I sniffed my armpit.

That something was me.

I glanced down the hallway. Too much effort in trying to get clean. What the hell was the point anyway" She was gone. Again. I was alone. Again.

And you know the really sick part"

Before she"d come stomping back into my life, I"d been completely okay with it! I"d finally settled into my job at the local police department. I had great friends, was remodeling up my parents" house, and I had the promise of a goat"

Don"t ask.

The point" Everything had been fine until Maddy Summers decided to screw me over.

The knocking got louder.

"Not home!" I yelled.

The door burst open.

Not my best friend, Max, walked into the house, his feet kicking empty boxes. My best friend Colton, followed along with Reid, Max"s brother, goat tucked under his arm and his nose scrunched up as if I was the animal, not the crazy mammal he was carrying.

"Dude." Max shook his head. "You stink."

Colton winced as a piece of pizza, that had somehow found its way to my ceiling, fell to the ground, narrowly missing his shoes. "Jason""

"Guys!" I forced a smile. "I"m fine!"

"You"re not fine!" Max yelled. "You"re a pig in your own filth! You smell, your house is a mess, and I saw at least two good-sized rats leaving through the front door " meaning you"ve even managed to scare rodents! Pull yourself together!"

I burped. "You gonna slap me now""

"Do it." Colton crossed his arms. "Or at least hose him off."

"Please!" I shouted. "This from three happily married guys" Let me rot in my filth!"

"He"s drunk," Max announced. "He didn"t even chase her!"

"What"s the point"" I felt the familiar sting of rejection hit me square in the chest. "Things are better this way." I didn"t tell them that her car was gone; that when I"d called her work the day after being arrested by my partner at the precinct, she"d taken a week off. And when I"d stopped by her parents", they"d just given me a pathetic look as if they hadn"t known what to say.

I should have gotten her number.

I should have run like hell.

"So, go after her." This from Colton.

"And say what" Choose me" Stay with me" She"s left me twice, guys. She"s not coming back."

Max sighed and kicked a box in my direction, then reached out and patted my hand. Aw, he was comforting me. That was nice of him to"

"What the hell!" I screamed, as Max slapped me across the face twice, then pulled his fist back as if he was going to beat the shit out of me.

"Get off your ass, or so help me God, I"m calling your grandmother!"

"No!" I shot to my feet. "You wouldn"t."

Colton shivered. "He would."

"Jason"" an elderly voice chimed in from the door. "Grandma"s moving in!"

My eyes widened.

"Those are your choices," Max said, looking pleased. "Either you chase your woman, or Grandma moves in. We already packed her shit."

"What"" Grandma yelled. "What was that, Maxy""

"You look so fit!" He beamed.

She did a little twirl, then put on her bright red lipstick. "I"ve been dancing."

"Oh, it shows." Max winked.

I groaned.

"So, shall we help you shower, or are you and Grandma new roomies"" Colton asked.

I glared at both of them. "Shower. Now."

"That"s the spirit!" Max clapped. "Let"s go get your woman!"

chapter one

"When life gives you lemons " make beer! What" You thought I was going to say lemonade" Idiots. When one is down in the dumps and thinking of jumping off a bridge, the very last thing that would help would be lemonade. Beer, on the other hand" When has anyone ever regretted making beer" Or drinking it, for that matter" That"s what I thought."

~From Max Emory"s Guide to Dating and Other Important Life Lessons


Four weeks earlier

"That"s the fifth call this week," I grumbled aloud, as I slowly got out of the SUV and shook my head at the scene in front of me. Political signs had been randomly showing up on people"s yards. Normally, it wouldn"t be a big deal since it was campaign season.


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