Interview with Cole Walker from Sweet Destruction by Paige Weaver

Interview with Cole Walker from Sweet Destruction by Paige Weaver

Sweet Destruction

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Hello Walker, Thank you for taking the time to sit down and chat with us.

It’s my pleasure. What man could resist a group of women named SubClub? *smirks* Shit, definitely not me. Do y’all have whips and chains hidden somewhere in here? *looks around with a raised eyebrow*

Well, if you stick around long enough you may find out.

Your relationship with Sam, in the beginning, was almost like a brother watching out for a sister. When did you start seeing Sam as a woman you wanted?

 *smile disappears, all business now* I think there was always something between Sam and me. *shrugs* At least there was for me. But I never thought of her as a little sister. Not once. She was more like the girl that drove me crazy but I couldn’t stay away from. When we were younger, I just thought of her as someone that needed looking out for. Not a sister, just a girl. Sure she had her brother, Bentley, but she also had me. She needed me because we lived in a pretty rough neighborhood, but I also needed her because around her I felt like maybe I belonged somewhere. Maybe I was needed despite what my dad said. As we got older, she became this person I couldn’t touch and, hell, that made me want her more.

 What was your reasoning for hating Sam?

 *scoffs* Stupidity. I made some really stupid decisions all in the name of surviving. I had to in the hellhole I lived in. And usually Sam was somehow involved or affected by those decisions. One time I put us in a situation where she had to choose – either her and her brother or me. She chose me. (Not that I could blame her. I was on a losing path that led nowhere but down.) Because of her giving up my name, I served time in a juvenile detention center. At the time, I was a hotheaded kid and just looking to lay blame somewhere… Sam was that somewhere. I held onto that hate all those years later because it covered up what I really felt but was afraid to admit. I cared for her and I shouldn’t have. Hell, hating her was easy. It was admitting that I loved her that was hard.

 If you could change one thing from your past, what would it be, if anything?

 There’re so many things. The choices I made. The things I did. I would change a shitload of stuff. But If I were only allowed to change just one thing, it would be my mom dying. The moment she passed away, my life fell apart. I lost my mom to cancer and my dad to a bottle of booze. I had no one. The one person who loved me and who I loved was gone. I was nothing, just a lost kid. I would have given my life to have my mother alive and my dad happy again.

 

Do you remember the names of the women you have been with? Or did you even care to know?

 *leans back in his seat, hardness in his eyes* I agreed to tell the truth during this interview so I guess that’s what I should do, but just know I don’t like the question. My past is my past and what’s done is done. But no – I don’t remember all the names of the women I’ve slept with. I was toasted many nights. Okay, most nights. Do I care to know? No. I was always up front with those girls. I was a f**k-them-and-leave-them kind of guy. No strings. No cuddling. No commitment. I made sure every one of them had a damned good time, but I wasn’t looking for a girlfriend or a wife. I was looking for a good lay. But it doesn’t matter now who I remember and who I don’t because I put that life behind me. The moment Sam straddled my lap in my car, I was hers and have been ever since. Like I told her – “I tasted you. I put my f*cking mouth on you. You’re mine, sweetheart, and I’m yours.”

 

What was it about Sam that made her different? That made you want to change?

 

Shit, Sam is the greatest. She’s not afraid of what anyone thinks of her. She does what she wants and says ‘fu*ck you’ to everyone else. Plus she stands up to me. Most people are afraid to do that. Sam wasn’t afraid of me, even when I was at my lowest. It takes a strong woman to look hate and despair in the eye and not flinch. Not run away. Sam not only didn’t run away, she met me toe to toe, willing to fight for herself and others when most people would have given up and walked away. I saw that and wanted to change. I wanted to be the person that fought for her. The person that she could lean on when she was tired of fighting for herself. I realized that I couldn’t live without her but to be with her I had to change. I had to be what she deserved and what I honestly wanted to be – a better person.

 

Tell us a memory of you and Sam that holds significance to you?

Well, my car holds special memories. Many of them. Those are my favorites because Sam in my lap has to be like heaven on earth. I might be the devil but, god, she’s an angel.

 

Tell us a memory that you are most fond of with you and your dad?

Recently, we’ve tried to mend fences between us. He’s come over a few times, had dinner with me and Sam. I gotta say I still have a lot of resentment toward him. I mean, hell, the man called me a waste of space my entire childhood. But I see now that it was the heartache and alcohol talking. It’s not an excuse; it’s just what happens when you have an addiction. It hurts the people you love. I would say that the moment I saw him planting roses for my mother was a turning point for us. It was when I really started to see him in a different light.

 

How are you and your father doing?

We’re doing good. He’s been sober almost a year now. We still have quite a bit to work through but we’re getting there. Sam’s helped with that. She sees the good in everyone. You saw that in Sweet Destruction. She took care of her mother even when Ms. Ross was drunk or high, unable to take care of herself. And god, Sam and my dad have helped me. I had a problem. I craved alcohol as much as my father. Sam stood by me, refusing to let it destroy us. And surprisingly, my dad has been the one to tell me I could stay sober and not touch the bottle. Of course, I didn’t want to anymore. Like I said, I was determined to be a better person. For Sam.

 

Has Bent been accepting to you and Sam’s relationship?

After the initial shock of finding out about Sam and me, Bent’s been fine with it. Sure, he threatened me a time or twenty. What brother wouldn’t? I mean, he saw me at my lowest and he knew what I was capable of. He saw me with two girls at once, banging them at a party. He saw me drunk off my ass, causing fights and walking away covered in blood. Hell, he’s even seen me behind bars. The guy has every right to be worried about his sister. But I would rather die than hurt Sam. Bent knows that.

 

Did you get the answer from Sam that you were hoping for?

Maybe. *a sparkle in his eye* I’ll leave it to the readers imagination. I like to leave women wanting more of me.

 

Sudden Death

Cotton or silk on a woman? Silk. I bought Sam her first silk négligée and shit…silk. No doubt.

Favorite scent on a woman? Me.

Taste, Touch or Smell? Taste. Read my book and you’ll know what I like to taste.

Favorite hiding place? Shit, you’re asking a man that? You know where our minds go, right? There’s only one thing I like to hide and only one place I like to hide it. In Sam.

Song that you think represents you? Demons by Imagine Dragons. That song sums me up perfectly.


 

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About the Author 1

Paige Weaver

Paige Weaver lives in Texas with her husband and two children. Her love for books became a love for writing at a young age. She wrote her first book as a teenager and continued writing throughout the years. Encouraged by her husband, she finally decided to self-publish. Her debut novel, Promise Me Darkness, was released in April 2013 and quickly became a New York Times and USA Today bestseller. Her second book, Promise Me Light, will be released in September 2013. She is currently working on other novels to be released in 2014.

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