LOGIN(KAIRA'S POV)
I am honestly not sure of how I came to be inside the pool. To be honest, I should be thinking of how to survive now, I should be scared of drowning but my lips were still tingling from the kiss I shared with Slade, like it wasn't minutes ago already. I wanted to replay and replay the way his hand held my head when he kissed me back sensually. I could feel his arms around me, holding me tightly like I had the key to his life. Holding me closely like he wanted to feel me just as much as I— "Makaira!" Water burst from my lungs. I coughed so hard my chest burned. Strong hands kept me upright. "Makaira." The cool evening air hit my wet skin. I was shivering. But I barely noticed. Not when he was this close. "It's okay. It's okay now." I could hear Slade's voice clearly, I could also feel his hand rubbing my back gently. But when I opened my eyes and found his face, so close to mine, I was shocked to my bones. Had his emerald eyes always been so beautiful? Water dripped down his face from his damp hair strands and I noticed then that he was already wet. "Oh my God! Is she okay?" I could hear Shelly's voice now but I was still unable to tear my eyes away from Slade’s. "Yes. She's fine. Just shocked." Slade answered and then we broke eye contact. He moved back, giving just enough space to take off his tux jacket and put it around me. "Kaira? Are you okay?" That was Jackie and her voice helped me to start placing the missing pieces. I had been with her and Germaine, talking and laughing. Then we stood up to get a drink refill. "Yes I'm fine." I finally answered with a hoarse voice that earned relieved sighs. "We're going home now." Slade announced, leaving no room for argument but he got disappointing replies. I felt guilty for ruining the moment. "You don't have to. I'm fine honestly, I—" "We're leaving." He stated in a finalized tone that had me tongue-tied. Then he swooped me into his arms and when I looked at him with a look of protest, he added. "You broke your heel." Then shouted above his shoulders. "See you guys tomorrow." "Alright, bye!" "Take care, Kaira." Amidst all those goodbyes, I heard Shelly, loud and irritated as she said. "Oh my goodness! She's such a baby!Did she fall into the pool for attention or what?" Her words pricked me but I said nothing as we left. Shelly's voice was helping my mind jog back and I remembered that she came up to us when we went for a refill. She had told me she liked my hair, then walked away. I turned to walk away then felt someone push me slightly before I landed into the pool. I didn't slip, someone pushed me. Maybe it was a mistake but someone pushed me. With me in his arms, Slade started the walk back where we came from, but this time he took a turn towards the mansion. It was evening and dark out already. But it was okay, because the pathways were lined with bright lights. We had walked for a few minutes and Slade was making me get on edge with the overwhelming silence. He walked like a soldier, eyes staring ahead like he had a goal set. My hands were hooked around his neck, staring at his perfect jaw which seemed to be tightening at something. Is he upset with me? "Thank you for saving me." I found the courage to say. He didn't say anything. Didn’t even spare me a glance, he just kept on walking. I cleared my throat. "Are you angry with me? You seem to be angry." I observed. He still didn't answer. I clicked my tongue then. "I didn't force you to carry me. I can walk on my own. Even barefoot." I said, rolling my eyes as I tried to suppress the annoyance in me. He finally looked down at me, his face was as icy as ever but his eyes flashed with fire. "Why would you want to walk? This is what you wanted, isn't it?" He demanded through gritted teeth before looking away. "What I wanted? I wanted to leave on my own. I didn't want you to leave your party?" I defended. He looked down at me, a brief glance that spoke of disbelief before he maintained his straight gaze towards the Horton mansion. "You think this is about the party?" He laughed, dryly and sarcastically. "I could give a fuck about the party. "What the hell were you thinking?" His voice shook with anger. “You could've hit your head. You say you’re terrified of water but it’s funny how you keep ending up in it.” I shifted my head to one side in a questioning manner. "Excuse me? Jump into the pool?" "You heard me right." He didn't look at me. "For your attention? Who are you? William Shakespeare?" He looked down, confused. "Exactly, because that may be the only person whose attention I'll jump into a pool for." I snapped angrily. "I fell, someone pushed me." Something flickered in his eyes for a second but then it was gone. "How rich!!" Slade chuckled as we walked past the large water fountain, towards the front stairs. "You don't believe me!" I laughed in disbelief. "You know what? Just put me down!" "So you can leave streaks across the floor?" He scoffed. "No thank you, hold on to your irritation for a few minutes and we'll be at your door soon." I wanted to say so many things to him but my head seemed bombarded and blank at the same time! Worse, my eyes had dropped to his lips, I settled for a frustrated groan and kept my mouth shut. Neither of us spoke again. Slade carried us up the stairs, he opened the door and went through the dark, large hallways. "I'll get the light." He shifted me higher in his arms. My forehead bumped softly against his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, racing faster than even mine now. But then I thought I heard the sound of low voices. "Shh." Slade warned just as I gripped him tighter. I could hear movements now, and I was not sure from where exactly. My hands had turned cold already and I was just about to tell Slade to retreat when I heard a click and light flooded the room. It took a second for my eyes to get accustomed to the light and when it did, I regretted it with my whole life. I blinked. Slade froze. My stomach dropped. At the foot of the staircase... Mum was sprawled over Tom. Then... "What the fuck-"(MAKAIRA'S POV)I didn't sleep that night.Not a single wink.Every time I closed my eyes, I saw Slade's face. The way he'd looked at me when he said those words. You're mine. The way his voice had cracked just slightly, like he was admitting something that scared him.I tossed and turned, clutching the teddy bear to my chest like it was some kind of anchor.Dream of me?What had possessed me to say that? I'd typed it before I could stop myself, my fingers moving on their own accord. And then I'd spent the next hour staring at my phone, waiting for a reply that never came.He said he'd dream of me.At least, I thought he did. He hadn't actually typed it. But he hadn't denied it either.I groaned, pressing my face into my pillow.This was insane. I barely knew him. He'd been cold and distant and sometimes downright mean. But then there were moments—fleeting, fragile moments—where I caught a glimpse of something else. Something tender. Something raw.And it made me want to know more.--
(MAKAIRA'S POV)I didn't know what had come over Slade.One moment he was complaining about boredom and checking his emails, the next he was squaring up to this Harry guy like he was about to start a fistfight over a stuffed bear."Step back." Slade's voice had been cold as ice, his jaw set in that rigid way I was starting to recognize meant he was holding something back.I opened my mouth to say something—to tell him it was fine, that I didn't actually care that much about the toy—but the words died in my throat when I saw the look in his eyes.He was furious.Not at me, I realized. At Harry. At the way Harry had looked at me, the way he'd kissed my hand, the way he'd called me beautiful."Slade—" I started, but he wasn't listening.He was already at the counter, slapping down money for the game. The attendant, a bored-looking teenager with acne and a nose ring, perked up when she saw the cash."Three rounds each," Slade said without looking at her. "We'll see who gets the highest sc
(SLADE’S POV)Life can be a bitch you know! After the first day I set my eyes on Makaira five years ago, I didn’t see her until the first day school resumed after the Christmas holiday. My dad had invited some kids from my school to celebrate Christmas with us and so I automatically assumed that she was one of the kids.I should have found out more about her but she provoked so much emotions from me that I didn’t want to know anything about her. Not even her name. Maybe if I had done my research, I would have noticed the same surname she shared with Mrs Shanice. And maybe I woukd havw not been too blind ans stupid to ignore the striking resemblance they shared. Maybe I would have not been such a jerk and a terrible person to her.If I had known that I would have a shot at being so close to her, then maybe I wouldn’t have been such an asshole—“That was so great!!” Makaira exclaimed as we feel in to step with each other. We had just finished a ride at the Ferris wheel, an experienc
(SLADE'S POV)"A fair!!" She exclaimed, eyes widened as she peeked through the window at the huge iron gates."More like a VIP preview night." I corrected. My attention was on my phone, where I was going through my itinerary."Even better! Because now we have a lot of rides to ourselves." She was craning her neck even harder now. "And I think I see older people.""Probably. Our parents were the ones invited." I couldn't keep my eyes on my phone for long, I had to steal a glance again and I was disappointed because I couldn't see those sparkling blue eyes but at least she wasn't so sad anymore.Her excitement was palpable, it has been since we got here and she realized that we are here for the exclusive launch of a fair."What are we really waiting for?" She asked, her body almost out of the car.A couple of knocks on the window interrupted my answer."That." I said with a sigh as I slipped my phone in my pocket. "Are you ready?""I've been ready since we got here! I love fairs so much
(KAIRA'S POV)"I'm not a Horton." I said to myself, my teeth gnashed against each other.But the person who stared back at me in the mirror looked very much like a Horton.A beauty team had just finished with me. Light makeup, perfect hair pinned up, a beautiful beige crop top over the classiest pair of high-waisted denim jeans I had ever seen.Slade was right, we didn't go home. We went to a hotel and I got ready in a beautiful suite that looked like it belonged to a princess.I couldn't deny that I looked pretty but everything wasn't sitting right with me."I'm not a Horton." I repeated to my reflection in the mirror.I kept my eyes shut trying to suppress the emotions that were building inside. Then I grabbed the little pink purse and stepped out of the door. But Slade was standing right there so I doubled back and missed my steps because of the heeled glass slippers I was wearing.I was reaching for the doorknob, to grasp it for a little stability but I missed it and would have cr
(KAIRA’S POV)I have lived in PineCrest for thirteen years, which means I have also had the privilege (thanks to Tom Horton) of going from PineCrest elementary to PineCrest high school. I kid you not, despite all these years I have made no friends. Literally, none at all. The most attention I get is when I am getting bullied or being laughed at. The only people I am cordial is some of my teachers, and of course Mrs Skye, our ink club matron. That being established, you know how antisocial I am in school so I kid you not when I say that I have no idea who the angry but pretty brunette, holding my phone is.Her almond eyes looked me over like my presence deeply disgusted her.“Who the hell do you think you are?” She greeted.I frowned, unsure of what to say. She leaned forward. “It doesn’t matter that your cheap mother found her way in to the Horton family, you will always be a charity case.” She laughed. “Slade already made it clear to us all.”My heart sank. The fact that she invol
(KAIRA'S POV)Slade put me down immediately and draped his jacket over my shoulder. I stood like a doll, unmoving, waiting as the footsteps presented their owners."Oh my goodness, what happened, baby?" Mum cried as she ran towards me. "We were just on our way to get you both and then we heard you
(KAIRA'S POV)Slade was torturing me with silence. Simply leading the way.I followed him closely like a pupil behind a headmaster, past the house doors, to the hedged pathways, to the garden gates, past chrysanthemums, a variety of roses, orchids, daisies… and then carefully past the stepping ston
(KAIRA'S POV) The large iron gates opened, and I felt the familiar weight of panic settle behind my ribs. I pressed my sweaty palms against the expensive leather while my body stiffened in the backseat. I wanted to close my eyes but somehow I couldn't. I sat, like a programmed robot, and watched
(KAIRA'S POV) "Mr. Horton, your project partner is… Miss Jin." Our English teacher, Mrs. Reed, announced. My stomach sank, and a heavy weight transferred to my chest. Of all the people in PineCrest High, it had to be Slade Horton. Football captain. Sole hair of Horton Empire. Most popular an







