AVA
I never overthink what I wear. I usually know how to dress for any event but right now, I'm overthinking it. I don’t even know what we’re going to do at the place or what kind of place it is. Just like I don’t know what’s wrong with me either. I know I'm trying to look out for my brother. I don’t want him getting involved with the wrong people, especially Kai. I could just call our parents and tell them what Zade is up to and they would take action immediately. Hell, they might even cut their trip short and come back. I could do that but no. Instead, I’m here, getting ready to go... wherever with the so-called bad company. Something is definitely wrong with me and I don’t even know what the hell it is. I take one last glance at myself in the mirror. This fit will do. One of my favorite pairs from my endless collection of jeans, and a sleeveless crop top. I grab my handbag and walk out of the room. “ You don't think it's a little early to be all dressed up? Thought you would use like two hours in there,” Zade says as he watches me come down the stairs. I roll my eyes. “Next time, I’ll make sure to do just that.” “There won’t be a next time,” He blurts out. “I’m hoping for the same,” I say. I’m not looking at my brother anymore. My eyes are on Kai who seems absorbed in his phone, I’d bet anything he is texting one of his girls. It’s like he can feel my eyes on him, he lifts his head and meets my stare. “Is my fit okay for this secret place we’re headed to?” I ask, the words slipping out before I can stop them. His eyes flick down, taking in my outfit, then he lifts a shoulder in a half shrug. “Probably,” He mutters. “Are we ready to leave now?” Oh wow. Am I that easy to dismiss? I wasn’t even fishing for a compliment, just a simple yes would’ve been enough. Why is it so hard for him to not act like a complete dick for once? God, he's such a scumbag. “Yeah, we’re ready,” Zade says as he comes over and takes my hand. “You can just stay home, y’know. I get that this isn’t really your thing and I know you’re just trying to look out for me, but trust me, I will be fine.” “It’s either we both stay home together or I go with you,” I shoot back. His eyebrows furrow and he lets go of my hand from his grip. “You don’t have to be so damn stubborn. Look, whatever.” Kai turns without a word, already walking off and the two of us follow. “We’re going in Kai’s car,” Zade tells me. “Okay.” Dad seized Zade’s car keys last week after he stayed out too late and didn’t even pretend to be sorry when they confronted him. Since then, I’ve been doing him the favor of driving him to school in my car and other times, he just books a ride. Kai’s car is parked outside. He has this bratty, crazy attitude, it’s wild how he switches so fast. One minute he’s messing around with that damn annoying smile on his face and the next he’s quiet, off in his own world. Either way, whatever version he decides to be gets under my skin. I don’t know, I just want him out of my sight. We reach the car. Zade heads straight for the front seat and of course Kai’s driving. That leaves me in the back seat. Not bad. I am about to grab the car door handle when I feel someone behind me. I turn and there they are, those ocean-like eyes staring right at me. What does he want? I open my mouth to say something but before I can even get a word out, he reaches around me and opens the car door. Kai fucking Cooper is opening the door for me? What exactly is going on? “I can open the door by myself,” I say. “Get in, will you?” Of course, that damn attitude. I roll my eyes and slide into the seat without another word. Kai shuts the door and heads to the driver’s seat. The engine starts and the car starts moving. He and Zade dive into a conversation about something I can’t even follow while I remain silent in the back. I pull my phone out of my handbag. I should text Luke. I need to know if he’s still mad at me. Wait, how mad would he be if he knew I was in Kai’s car, going somewhere with him and my brother? I'd better keep that part to myself. I type a simple “hey” and hit send. The message is delivered instantly, he is online. He opens the message like he's been waiting for my text. I wait for a response from him, but nothing. No typing bubble. No reply. My eyelids drop. Luke just ghosted me. “ Ava,” I look up and catch Kai staring at me through the rearview mirror. “ What?” I ask. “ I think I should put on some music. What kind of stuff do you listen to?” He asks back. I blink. “ The kind that's loud enough to drown out annoying voices like yours.” I get a smirk out of him. “Annoying voice? You’ll miss it when I stop talking.” “Never. I think you’re actually better off when you’re not talking,” I shoot back. “Crazy, considering most girls want me to talk more.” “ Good for you, I’m not most girls.” Kai pauses, his eyes meeting mine through the rearview mirror. “ Well, you’re really something else,” He mutters under his breath. “It’s okay, please,” Zade says loud enough to cut through, then turns to Kai. “Don’t flirt with my sister, Cooper.” Kai lets out a chuckle. “You think I’m flirting with your sister? That's not exactly on my to-do list.” “Let it stay that way,” Zade says. I sit down in the back looking at them. They’re really out here talking about me like I am not right here with them. Crazy. Finally, we pull up to the place. I push the door open and step out of the car before Kai can even think about getting all weird and opening the door again. What the hell is this place? The music is fucking loud. It's not outside speaker loud, it's coming from inside the building, pounding through the walls. The air is thick with sweat, cigarettes and alcohol. It hits me all at once. There are people outside the building. Some are smoking, some holding drinks, some doing both with a girl on them. Everyone looks like they're high on something. I look at Zade and Kai. I think I'm starting to regret coming here. “Kai!” I see a lady rush up to us. “Thank God you’re here,” She says, wrapping her arms around his neck and right there, in front of me, they start sucking each other’s mouths off. Does this jerk just let anyone kiss him? “Sasha, you look gorgeous,” Kai mutters as they stop kissing. Oh, so he knows how to give compliments. That is interesting to know. I glance at the girl - mini gown, model-slim, tall, and she’s got a pretty face too. I can’t even lie, she’s gorgeous. Well, I know Kai Cooper’s type now. Sasha smiles and turns to Zade, they hug like they’ve known each other forever. It seems like I’m the odd one out here. Not bad at all. She turns to look at me. Her eyes scan me then flick to Kai, then back to me… then back to Kai again. “ Oh,” Sasha mutters, raising an eyebrow. “ Your latest plaything, Kai?”Hi, darlings. Welcome to Ava and Kai's story. Grab your popcorn, it's going to be a beautiful and swoony ride. XOXO.
AVA“What was that about earlier? You and hot, fine as hell Kai?” Gemma blurts out.I knew she was going to ask. At least she didn’t spill it in class and waited until we settled on one of the benches aroundcampus.I guess this is it, the moment to tell her everything. I just hope she doesn’t lose her mind. And if she does, I won’t blame her. I deserve it. I can only pray I don’t lose my best friend in the process.She continues. “You said hi to him. Like, hello? Ava Whitmore saying hi to Kai? You don’t even like him.”Yeah, I don’t like him. Not at all. But for reasons I can't name, I find myself drawn to him. “I said I wanted to tell you something,” I pause.“Yes, you did. What was that about?” she presses.I clench my fists at my sides. I can do this.“Part of it… it’s about Kai. Not all of it, just part of it,” I start, words tumbling out. “I swear I should have told you before, I don’t even know why I didn't. I just didn’t know how to. I was stupid and filled with shame. I — ”
AVAI have a plan, starting today. From now on, I’ll focus on my studies, my hobbies, and the things I actually love doing. Nodistractions. I’ll stick with Luke, keep my head high and be who I am supposed to be. The person my family would be proud of.Today, I’ll start by coming clean to my friends. Well… to Gemma. I have to tell her everything, about being in an open relationship with my boyfriend, about what went on between me and Kai. It’s going to be tough to get the words out, but I have to. I can’t keep lying to the one person who knows me best.I take a deep breath and step into class. The room is packed, barely any empty seats which is surprising, considering the professor isn’t even here yet. And I know I’m not late. Then again, it’s Literature and Writing. A requirement for all majors.I move my way down the hall, my eyes scanning the room for my best friend. I can feel sharp eyes on me. I’m used to stares, but I know some of them have to do with what I’m wearing. Well, I h
AVAScrew that voice in my head telling me not to, I’m going to do it.I grab a tube of lip gloss from my bedside table and swipe it over my lips. I brush my hair down and raise my phone, I find the perfect angle and take the photo. The image shows my face and my chest, my black lace bra exposed showing half my boobs. I take a deep breath, then tap send.My heart pounds. Kai’s seen it.No response. What if he doesn’t like it? What if he doesn’t find me attractive? What if he thinks I am pathetic, like some desperate bitch chasing him?Then my screen lights up.Kai: Jesus.Before I can even heave a sigh of relief, another message appears.Kai: Fuck, Ava.Another one follows.Kai: You’re so hot. Damn.A flush creeps up my face. It’s not the first time someone’s called me hot, but coming from him? It feels different, it's as if I can hear him whispering it in my ears. The words ignite me and fill up my body with heat and a reckless kind of thrill.I know where this path is leading , the
AVAI know I shouldn't have unblocked him. I shouldn't but I can't help it. I need someone to talk to and distract me from myself.I can't talk to the only friends I have right now, I fucking lied to them. How do I even begin to explain the damn lies? I can't talk to my brother either, his go - to reaction is anger and violence. If I tell him, he will go straight to Mom, crash out, and say something that will get him punished. I can't be the reason he gets scolded.The only person I want to talk to is the very one I am supposed to stay away from. The more I try to resist him, the closer I find myself drawn to him. And the worst part? Some part of me likes it. That’s why, when I think of someone to turn to, he’s the one who comes to mind.I swallow a gulp down my throat, staring at the phone in my hand. I can’t keep looking at it, as if a message might magically appear and send itself to him. I’ve already unblocked him, a line I shouldn’t have crossed so I might as well take another st
AVAIt’s way too late when I get home, almost past eight. I know I am probably going to get scolded for breaking curfew. My parents don’t like to call it that, though. They insist it’s not a rule but more about us being responsible, not staying out past the “reasonable time” they’ve set.But let's be real, it is still a curfew. Especially since the second you're late, you get the full lecture. And the truth, I hate that. Not because I don't care, but because I do. I hate disappointing them so much.I take a deep breath and ring the doorbell. It swings open almost instantly, like they’ve been waiting for me. Of course, it’s Zade. Even Zade, the king of breaking rules, managed to get home before me. I’m cooked.The door opens wider and I step into the living room, closing it behind me.“Hey,” I say.“Hi, little sister,” Zade replies.I don’t even bother correcting him. The jerk will never stop with that. He’s only a few minutes older, but he’ll never shut up about it.“Mom’s been waitin
AVAI swallow hard. I try to hold his eye contact as his blue gaze pierces me. I know what he is doing. A calculated dominance move, especially after what he said. God help me, I won't fold. I don't want him to see that he affects me. I won't let him know that his stare or his words do anything to me.I should say something now.I lean back in my seat. “I don't have to figure anything out if none of them is ever going to happen,” I say, crossing one leg over the other.His lips curl into a smirk. “You sound so sure about that.”“Because why not?” I shoot back. “We’re never going to fuck, and I’m never going to be yours.”“Okay.”I can tell he’s pushing my buttons and I hate how easily I fall for it every time. Maybe it’s not just him I’m trying to convince, maybe it’s myself too. That none of what he suggested will ever happen between us. I can’t sleep with him, and I can’t be his girlfriend either. I dare not.I heave a sigh of relief when the waitress arrives and sets our order on