Neglected Consequences

NEGLECTED CONSEQUENCES Copyright © 2023 by L. Ann. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced in any manner whatsoever without written permission except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles or reviews. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, organisations, places, events and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Cover design by A.T. Cover Designs Interior Formatting by Crow Fiction Designs Edited by Margot Mostert First Edition: March 2023 L.Ann Online www.lannauthor.com Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Chapter 52 Chapter 53 Chapter 54 Chapter 55 Chapter 56 Chapter 57 Chapter 58 Chapter 59 Chapter 60 AUTHOR NOTE Books By L. Ann OTHER BOOKS BY L. ANN MIDNIGHT PACK MIDNIGHT TOUCH MIDNIGHT TEMPTATION MIDNIGHT TORMENT MIDNIGHT HUNT MIDNIGHT FURY FORGOTTEN LEGACY TATTOOED MEMORIES STRAWBERRY DELIGHT - SHORT STORY STRAWBERRY LIPSTICK - SHORT STORY SHATTERED EXPECTATIONS GUARDED ADDICTION EXQUISITE SCARS BROKEN HALO STRAWBERRY SPOTLIGHT - SHORT STORY NEGLECTED CONSEQUENCES BLACK ROSARY FRACTURED ANGEL CHAMBERS BROTHERS ROOK BISHOP CHURCHILL BRADLEY ACADEMY DARE TO BREAK DARE TO TAKE DARE TO FALL DARE TO LIVE One good thing about music. When it hits you, you feel no pain. Bob Marley Dedication This book is mostly Claire Marta’s fault. To all Forgotten Legacy’s followers. Thank you for coming on this journey with me and for loving my broken rock stars as much as I do. This one is for you. If you’re a crier, make sure you have tissues to hand. WARNING Neglected Consequences is not what you could term a “normal” romance story. Please be aware that this book deals with issues of childhood abuse, adult trauma and PTSD. Please go into it with care. You absolutely need to have read the other books in the Forgotten Legacy series otherwise Neglected Consequences will not make sense. Playlist What Lovers Do - Maroon 5 Natural - Imagine Dragons Nightmares - Palaye Royale Cut Me Up - Friday Pilots Club Off My Mind - Joe P 999 To The Devil - Call Me Karizma Outrun Myself - Jack Kays Monsters - All Time Low Self Sabotage - Waterparks Issues - Boy Epic You’re Not Alone - The Broken View Fork In The Road - Goody Grace Broken - Palaye Royale Always Do - The Kid Laroi The Foundations of Decay - My Chemical Romance Bad Place - Hunna Battle Scars - Mod Sun Mad World - Palaye Royale All The Small Things - Blink 182 Brother - Gerard Way Empty - Let Down Hollow - Belle MT Hurt - Updog Why Worry - Set It Off Sharks - Imagine Dragons Morbid Mind - Jack Kays Runaway - Mod Sun The Devil Doesn’t Bargain - Alec Benjamin Blood - Call Me Karizma Don’t Let The Light Go Out - Panic! At The Disco I’m Still Here - Boy Epic What Did I Do? - Hayd Maybe - Machine Gun Kelly Sweet Heroine - Yungblud Where were you? - Girlfriends Memories - Yungblud Paranoid - Palaye Royale I Don’t Care - Friday Pilots Club Have Faith In Me - A Day To Remember Bois Lie - Avril Lavigne Play With Fire - Sam Tinnesz Pretend - Nothing/Nowhere Chasing Cars - Snow Patrol Screamager - Therapy? Level of Concer - Twenty-One Pilots Better Now - Etham Ain’t No Rest For The Wicked What Lovers Do - Maroon 5 Chapter 1 Gabe Remy moved ahead of me, out of the car and across the drive to the main door of the house. “You know you didn’t have to come in with me, right?” I said. “I’m more than capable of carrying my suitcase.” My bodyguard cast a look at me that spoke volumes. “Do you think you’re hiding how much pain you’re in right now?” “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m fine.” I wasn’t. My leg was killing me—agony licked like fire along my thigh and hip. And why? Because I overdid it during the final gig in the US leg of the tour last night. Overconfidence at the speed of my recovery from the accident nine months ago drove me to ignore the signs of impending doom, and I backflipped off the stage. The pain when I landed almost made me pass out. Key word being almost. I pushed through it and finished the set without a single dropped note or outward sign of the agony I was in. The second we finished the encore, I claimed exhaustion and slunk back to the hotel room, hoping no one noticed the slight limp or the way I was favoring my leg. I thought I got away with it—none of the band mentioned it, not even Seth and his sharp awareness of everything about me. After an unsurprising sleepless night, we boarded the flight back to L.A., and I added overwhelming exhaustion to