LOGINSUMMER'S POV
I slowly woke up, also trying to fight the throbbing headache I was feeling. "Where the hell am I?" I thought. The place smelt like woods mixed with cigarettes, and another thing that smelt like lavender. "What a weird combination." I thought. I woke up fully, and observed where I was. It was still in the club. I did not know such place even existed. "You are finally awake." I heard a voice and I raised my head to see who it was. It was the special guest, still with his mask. A lady was giggling at a corner. "She is confused." She said. She was also masked. "One moment, I was serving a "special guest" and the next moment, I'm in the lion's den. What a sweet plot twist." I chuckled. "Oh! Girl. You were really sweet, I wouldn't lie about that. But work has to be done." He smiled and carrased my face. I held the urge to spit into his face. I felt really dirty. "Was it because of what I stole?" I asked him. "Maybe. Or... not." He said and opened the door. Another strange man walked in. "The famous Dark Bird." He said to me in his not - so - deep voice. He was also masked too. "I guess, it is a company of masked men, right?" I spat out blood. I tried to stabilize myself on the chair I was tied to. "Oh! Yeah!" The lady giggled again. "Why am I here?" I asked again. "Very simple. Work for me!" The older man said with a straight face. I bursted out into a huge laughter. "What the hell?" I said, still laughing. "You are so funny." "Does this looks like a content to you?" The lady said and she walked up to me. "Your life is in our hand right now." She bent lower and lifted up my chin. "Oh! You think so?' I questioned. "No, I know so?" She answered, rudely. "Back to business. Dark Bird, you have a little brother right? And you don't want him to suffer. You live in a borrowed apartment. This is your only source of survival. So you do as we say." The younger man spoke. And the mention of my younger brother, I froze. I do love Clyde , a whole lot. Which I why, I do what I do to survive. "You don't want us telling your manager, that you drug the people you serve and steal from them. Right?" He tried blackmailing me. "Let me think. I said. "Why should I work for you? I asked them. "Because you will gain from it. This is monney, girl!" He replied me. Sure, It is money, but I do not know these people and I do not know what kind of job it is. Let's try to run away, I thought to myself. "Do not think of it, little princess." The older guy caressed my face. "You are in our domain." "Think fast, do you want to work with us or not?" He asked already, losing his patience. "What if I don't want to?" I spat. "Claiming feisty? I love that." The younger one smirked. "Then you leave us with no choice." He said. "Come in. The two huge looking guys walked in and came towards me. "You can do whatever you want to do with her." He said and went to sit down. "This will be so sweet to watch." The lady chuckled, brought out her phone, and began to record. "You do not want to do this." I screamed out. "Will you work with us then?" He didn't even flinched. "Hell no!" I tried to defend myself, but me being tied up, I could only do a little. I wondered why they wanted me. I was a girl trying to survive and make end meet. I heard my phone ringing, but I cared less at this moment. "Why me?" I screamed again. "Because I want you! You are fit for the job. Work for me and you will be free." He replied, without a single emotion. "Every deity on earth, please help me." I screamed it in mind. Maybe I was lucky, someone suddenly entered. "What do you think you are doing?" The stranger growled. "And who the hell are you?" She asked and walked up to him. "You stay out of it!" He snapped and pushed away. "Ouch! My wrist." She winced, she fell on her wrist. The huge bodied men let me and walked towards the stranger. The other men just sat down, and watched how the series was going to unfold. It went to fast. One punch leading to another. I took the opportunity and tried to run. But I was grabbed by my hair, by the lady. "You go no way." She slapped me across the face. I knocked her in the stomach and ran behind my knight in the shining armour. "Bravo!" The elder man clapped. "What a sweet scene." He smirked. "You let her go, and I would leave." He whispered slowly. His voice sounded like the echoes of waves. "Mind asking why you care?" The younger guy asked. "I saw someone in need. It is only right I help out. Anything wrong with that?" He asked angrily. "What a good Samaritan you are!" The lady exclaimed, still massaging her wrist and stomach, from the pain. I knew we were running out of time. Leaning in close to the stranger, I whispered directly into his ear, "At the count of three, we run. The door is wide open." He gave a barely perceptible nod. "One... two... three... go!" I breathed. "If you run, I will post this video on every social media platform simultaneously!" the woman threatened sharply, raising her phone. "You don't want your pretty little face to be the laughingstock of the city, do you, Dark Bird?" I froze instantly. My grip on my savior's hand tightened until my knuckles turned white. My breathing hitched. The threat of me being exposed paralyzed me. The stranger felt my sudden tension. He stepped in front of me, his eyes locked onto the woman. "Try it and see what happens," he threatened smoothly. Click. "Too late. It’s uploaded," she smirked triumphantly. A cold dread washed over me. My life is completely over, I thought, tears finally welling up in my eyes. I slowly looked up, bracing for the worst, only to be caught by a profound wave of shock. The woman was staring down at her hands in utter disbelief. My savior hadn't just threatened her; during the distraction, he had swiftly snatched the device right out of her hands. With a sickening crunch of metal and glass, he snapped the smartphone completely in two, dropping the useless pieces to the floor. The sheer rush of adrenaline, fear, and sudden relief was too much for my exhausted body to handle. The room began to spin violently. Slowly, my knees buckled, and I slumped toward the cold ground. "Hey! Hey, stay with me. Come back to your senses..." That deep, reassuring voice was the last thing I heard before the darkness fully consumed me, and I blacked out.KINGSLEY'S POVThe heavy double doors of the studio slammed shut behind Summer with a concussive echo that seemed to vibrate straight through the floorboards. The sudden silence left in her wake felt deafening, thick with the bitter taste of ash and broken promises.I stood frozen for a long, agonizing second, staring at the empty doorway where she had just vanished. My chest felt hollow, scooped out by a cold, relentless hand.Slowly, the tension in my legs gave out. I sank heavily back down onto the leather stool, letting my head drop into my hands as I stared blindly at the concrete floor."Man... what the hell just happened?" Felix’s voice cut through the heavy air, sounding entirely uncharacteristic—shaky, disbelieving, and laced with quiet panic. He took a few hesitant steps forward from the mixing console. "One minute you guys were supposed to be meeting up to clear the air, and the next, Summer's storming out in tears and you look like you've just been hit by a freight train."
SUMMER'S POVThe digital screen of my phone flashed blank, the automated voicemail clicking off with a harsh, frustrating beep. Kingsley wasn't picking up. The manila envelope holding the faded polaroid felt like a burning weight inside my pocket, scorching against my skin as the panic and betrayal fought for dominance in my chest.If Kingsley wouldn't answer, I knew someone who would.My thumb flew across the screen, tapping on Felix's contact, and I slammed the phone to my ear as I marched down the sidewalk.It rang twice before a familiar voice picked up."Summer? Hey, where are you?" Felix's voice drifted through the line, sounding slightly distracted and distant."Felix," I breathed out, my voice tight and trembling with adrenaline. "Are you with Kingsley? Did you already arrive at the place?""Uh, yeah. Actually, yeah," Felix answered, his tone shifting into something a bit more cautious. "Kingsley is right here with me in the studio. We're just waiting for you and George to sho
SUMMER'S POVThe afternoon chill cut right through my light jacket as I hurried down the pavement, keeping my eyes fixed on the street corner where Felix had asked to meet me. His voice over the phone had sounded entirely uncharacteristic—rushed, nervous, and echoing with an urgency that made my stomach knot up. “Summer, you need to get down to the public square by four,” he had blurted out before hanging up abruptly. Given how much our friend group had been fracturing lately, I assumed he had finally pulled off some crazy plan to get us back in the same room.I reached the corner, scanning the sidewalk for Felix’s car.Instead, a sleek, tinted black sedan pulled abruptly out of the traffic lane, cutting sharply toward the curb right beside me. The passenger door swung open with a sharp mechanical click.Before I could take a step back, two heavy hands shot out from the interior. Strong fingers gripped my jacket and arm, violently dragging me off balance."Hey! What the hell—?!" I scr
FELIX'S POVThe atmosphere inside the house had been suffocating all morning. Between Kingsley’s brooding silence, the lingering fallout with George, and the heavy tension hanging over Summer, staying at the house felt like waiting for a lightning strike. I couldn't take it anymore. Needing to clear my head and escape the oppressive quiet where nobody was talking to anybody, I grabbed my keys, jumped into my car, and headed downtown toward the familiar neon lights of the club district. I just wanted a drink, some loud music, and a temporary escape from my friends' collapsing lives.Parking a block away from the venue, I shoved my hands into the pockets of my jacket and navigated the crowded sidewalk.Right as I rounded the corner near the entrance of a quiet lounge, my shoulder collided hard with someone walking in the opposite direction."Watch it—" I started, steadying myself, before looking up into the face of the person I had bumped into.The words died instantly in my throat.St
SUMMER'S POVThe drive back to Kingsley’s house felt like it lasted a lifetime, though I barely registered a single mile of it.Felix had arrived at the music lab exactly when Kingsley instructed, his usual loud, carefree energy completely absent. He didn't pepper me with questions like he normally would, didn't try to make awkward jokes to lighten the mood, and didn't pry into the red rims of my tear-stained eyes. He just silently guided me to his car, drove me straight Kingsley's house in absolute quiet, and the second we pulled up to the gates, he muttered something about having somewhere else to be and sped away.I let myself into the grand house with a heavy heart, the quiet, empty halls feeling suffocatingly lonely."Summer?"A familiar voice called out from the living room, startling me.I looked up to see my younger brother, Clyde, stepping out into the foyer. Before I could even process what he was doing here, he crossed the distance between us in two strides and pulled me in
KINGSLEY'S POVThe heavy slam of the music lab doors echoed off the tile walls long after George was gone, leaving a suffocating silence in his wake.I stood frozen in the middle of the room, my jaw clenched so tight my teeth ached. I looked down at Summer. She was standing a few feet away, her arms wrapped tightly around herself, her face pale and tracked with fresh tears. The guilt radiating off her tore right through my chest, instantly pushing my own frustration aside."Summer," I murmured, stepping forward and reaching out to gently touch her shoulder. "Hey, look at me."She slowly raised her eyes, her lower lip trembling. "It's all my fault," she whispered, her voice breaking. "If I had just told him months ago... if I hadn't kept hiding everything... we wouldn't have lost him.""You didn't lose him," I said, keeping my voice as steady and reassuring as I could, though a dark, burning anger was already starting to coil in my gut. "He's hurt, and he's reacting out of anger. Give
SUMMER'S POV The rest of the week went by so fast. I had to give George a detailed explanation of how I ended up in a stranger's bed. He would not stop budging me until I had explained myself. We promised to keep it a secret from Clyde. He would go overboard about it.George has been my best frien
SUMMER'S POV I gradually woke up, but yet again in a strange but comforting apartment. I stood up slowly, trying not to a make a sound-my head still throbbing seriously. The air felt so fresh, as I sighed in relief.I began to feed to my eyes. The house was magnificent: high ceilings, soft recesse
SUMMER'S POV I arrived at the club very late. I knew I was going to be scolded by Mr Noel, the club manager, but I cared less. Life was already hard enough for me. I clutched my bag, so tightly like my depended on it. Because my life really depended on it. I walked in, slowly. The club reeked
SUMMER'S POVThe silence in the small music studio felt heavy, thick, and suffocating. I was completely frozen, my eyes glued to the illuminated glass of my phone screen as the anonymous threat stared back at me. The picture of Kingsley and me hugging outside Saint Peter's Hospital felt like a noos







