Chase's POV It seems like my heart had developed a permanent space for Emma. A gaping hole that couldn't be filled with anything else. It was grad day, but I sure didn't feel like it. Barely two hours past noon, and I was wasted, sprawled across the living room. “Who the fuck is it this time?” I groaned. “Hey,” I heard her beautiful, unsteady voice across the line. “Uhm, Emma?” I asked. I was too drunk to check the caller ID. “You're drunk, aren't you?” She asked in a very judgemental manner. “I don't have to reply to that.” I replied to her. “Actually, don't.” She said, I immediately regretted saying what I did.I was beginning to think of excuses to offer, but none was coming to my foggy brain. “Must've called for a reason.” I said, reminding her. “I'm here.” It felt like I had been shot up to cloud nine, but I doubted what I heard cause my head was hella foggy. “Where?” I asked, just for confirmation. It felt too good to be true. “Open up, Chase
Chase's POV “It might be too much for you.” I reasoned, looking away. “Chase, please talk.” Emma's patience had thinned out and I could see it. “Emma,” I started, “the reason we're together today is because of this house.” She looked at me in surprise . “I don't get that.” She said, Normally, I hated when she made assumptions, but this was literally the one time her making assumptions would have suited me, cause the truth was too heavy for me to say. “I mean,” I had been looking for ways to make myself the only bad guy in the story, but her mom had to go down too, “Your mom promised me this house, in exchange for, in exchange for loving you.” I blurted. “What?!” She screamed. “What did you just say?” She asked. “So this has been a whole fucking deal all the while? My mom? No wonder she turned a blind eye to what happened.” Her eyes were glistening, reflecting the little light in the room cause they had tears pooling in them. “I ain't even trippin, it's really something
Chase's POV “Chase, please leave me.” She said, It hurt me to hurt her, but seeing her like that was worse. “I can’t, Emma. You don't mean what you're saying.” I said to her, “I sure do, Chase. You're a liar.” He spat in my face. “You can't say that, Lily.” I replied to her. “You didn't just call me ‘Lily’?” She puffed, I knew I had made a very silly mistake. my thoughts were in a whirlwind, and I had also lost control of my tongue. “I’m sorry, Emma. Everything is so mixed up in my head.” I apologized. “Including Lily and I?” She asked in disbelief. “No, Emma.” I said. “I mean, I'm exhausted, I'm tired, I'm so fucking tired.” “That's no reason for you to do that.” Her lips were quaking and she looked away, I think I also saw pity in her eyes. “I'm sorry, Emma. I seem to be making too many mistakes. I'm a mistake, but none of these stops the gnawing feeling in my heart for you. Emma, I've spent lonely nights in this room wishing I didn't do what I did to
Grayson's POV “Do you,” The priest said, “Rowena,” it felt strange hearing my moms name, hadn't heard it in over ten years, “take Aldrich to be your husband, to love and hold on to, through the good times and the tough ones, whether you're rolling in dough or just scraping by, in sickness and in health, to stand by his side and love him, as long as y’all both shall live?” He looked at my mom who was already beaming so hard. “Yes.” She replied, holding my dads gaze. They both looked so foolish, so in love, so smitten. “I do.” She added as an afterthought. It made all ten of us in attendance giggle. My dads elder brother doubled as the priest, the ceremony was held on their rooftop. It's been over ten years since I'd been to this part of town. Mark's dad and his men, cracking down on my mom made it an absolute necessity. After Chase left that day, my mom came out to both my dad and I. Mark had attacked her family in Starry, her husband, the bastard, took their two kids and fle
Jessica's POV “How was your trip, my love?” My dad greeted me. I had just arrived from a fashion shoot in Paris for Diar. It was a big women's underwear designer brand. I had so many fashion shows and shoots coming up, but I decided to do a stopover cause my PA said my sister had been calling nonstop. Last time I set foot in County was for grad, about two days prior. “Why so friendly?” I asked, everything seemed so fucking weird. From the strange fleet of cars in our garage, to the unfamiliar murmur of men coming from the living room. My dad chuckled nervously, and scratched his bald head with his fat ass fingers. Fingers that held my family together. “There is something we should've told you.” He said, avoiding my eyes. I was still experiencing a bit of jet lag. I'd been in the air for over twelve hours cumulative for the past two days. I even had a shoot midair. It was one of my most exciting experiences. “What is it?” I asked him. I didn't like the look on his face
Chase's POV “Emma?” I called out to her. We'd spent the last two days together. I spent every hour of those days reassuring her that I was there for good. Meanwhile, my dad had been put under house arrest, meaning that we needed to go through due process to see him, or Emma's mother. “Yeah?” She replied softly. “How are you, really?” I asked her. “I remember the first and last time we had a conversation like this.” She said, turning in my sheets. They looked so perfect around her. Two days with Emma, and life was just what it was meant to be. “You were gonna propose the next day.” She said, I searched her face for annoyance, or residual hurt, but there was none. “I had my heart in my mouth all the while.” I confessed. “It's a thing with doing the right thing with the wrong motive.” “Don't ever pull that stunt on me again.” She said, “I swear.” I replied. “Could you please sleep back? I was gonna do a ‘breakfast in bed’ type of thing.” I poured playfully. She ha
Emma's POV I hadn't seen a worse expression on Chase's face than I saw when I announced that I was pregnant. Not like he looked disgusted or angry, it was just blank. The kind of blankness that births bad decisions. I literally didn't know how to do it any better. “You're not saying anything.” I croaked, nearly choking on my words. It wasn't exactly the best time to announce it, but I literally didn't know what else to do. The past days had been bliss, so beautiful I held the news back. I was scared of what his reaction would be, which is the exact reason I decided to say so in the midst of people. Chase had his eyes fixed on me, but still it didn't see like he was actually seeing me. “Baby?” I called him. “Uhm, I'm sorry.” He said, “Can we talk about it later?” He asked. “Sure.” I didn't have the emotional strength to even have the conversation at all. “I'll be back.” He said, and kissed my forehead. It was frosty as hell. It didn't feel like the warm lips that k
Chase's POVI knew I was kinda weird, maybe a bit confused. But I had genuine reason to believe Emma was doing too much. The food arrived soon, and we went to get it at the door. We were cool just a moment ago. I hate how we weren't yet at the point where we handle our shit maturely. “I'll get that.” I said, reaching for the bigger and heavier boxes. It was only instinctive to be more protective of her. She was carrying my baby. Whether or not we were ready for it. “Emma.” I called her quietly since we weren't both far from the rest’ earshot. “Yeah.” She turned, I saw the tear marks on her face. I was gonna say how I was sorry for blanking out on her, but the words just couldn't get out. “I'm…” I started, looking in multiple directions at once. “It’s okay.” Emma said, and walked in. I took a minute to process what had just happened. “Where were you man?” Gray screamed in delight as I entered. “Been looking in that direction for the past minute.” He added. I kn
Emma's POV “We are both hurt. I think it's better we realize that and stop shaming the other person. Emma, you're just as damaged as I am.” Chase said. “That's not rocket science, Chase. Isn't this how you leave everyone you've been with?” I asked, “Broken and damaged?” “That's unfair, Em. You keep skipping the fact that there are always two sides to anything.” He replied to me. “You think I did, Chase?” I looked at him in his sinfully sexy blue eyes I still hadn't gotten an antidote to, not even the anger I felt, “All I did was allow you. I made you do all you did to me. In a way, I even enabled you.” “That's untrue, and you know it.” He replied to me. “I've talked about this, over and over. In my head and out of it, and it's still the same conclusion I reach.” I responded to him. “If ‘out of your head’ in any way refers to the bastard up there, I don't think I want to hear it.” I replied to her. “You've gotta get over yourself, Chase.” I said. “There's life
Chase's POV “You're still here, Em. It means you're interested.” I said. “I'm not comfortable here.” She said in a low voice. “I'd be in the garage, meet me there.” I said. “Maybe this is your time to show how low you regard me.” I let go of her hand which I had in mine, doing it both lightly and seductively. I knew I walked with such swagger, such essence that couldn't betray how scared I felt deep inside. Maybe she'd realize that I wasn't worth shit, and just go upstairs to meet her little boyfriend. I sat in my favorite of my dad's lot, the black mustang I saved Emma's ring in. That particular car had so many memories. I wanted to be in. I checked the time on my Patek, it was a few minutes to midnight. The estate gate was gonna be locked by 00:00, and if I couldn't make it out by then, I'd be stuck with Em and that bastard. 23:53, I had begun to get antsy. It'd be really unfortunate if I left, and Em eventually came down. I kept telling myself to calm down and b
Emma's POV “Can I trust you?” I asked Chase. I was mentally drained. Having played the good daughter throughout the anniversary, I wanted to catch my breath. Little did I know I had just been walking straight into Chase’s arms. “You know you can, Em.” He said, enthusiastically. “I'd hold your secret against me, Em. I wouldn't even tell myself.” His eyes mirrored mine, tired, hunger of the soul, and exhaustion. I couldn't believe that it was the same person who acted like I didn't exist last night. “I don't know where I stand with Kevin, really.” I said what I'd forbidden myself to. I made a deal with my mind to never say it. Just so I didn't believe it. The more I said something, the more I was forced to believe. “Start from the point where you left me, Em. I want to know it all.” He said, looking downI hated when Chase had that pensive look on his face. It felt like he was just a slight provocation away from murder. “After us,” I started, my mind was a bit foggy
Chase's POV “What did you do that for?!” Emma yelled after landing me a slap to the cheek. “I already said I wasn't gonna let you go.” I replied stubbornly. “Chase, my arm is hurting.” She cried, referring to the arm I'd been holding. I felt like a nasty person. Maybe it was the universe providing answers to the question I'd asked so many times, “Am I not good enough for her?” Well, I now knew I was too violent, too relentless, too impulsive, I rarely rethought my decisions, I bent everything to my will, things had to suit me, always. And those were all the things Emma stood against. “Emma, I'm a damaged guy, and I know it's really not your job to fix me. I'm a sorry project who should've belonged to my late mom and my dad who's now a happily remarried man. I get it. No one wants a project. But this is me swearing that I'd never hurt you, Em. I've learned. I do better for myself these days.” I said, frantically. Emma was rubbing her arm where I grabbed her, a sorry rem
Chase's POV. “It's not good that I'm too close to you, Chase.” Emma cried. Her eyes were already tearing up, and her face wet. Her rosy cheeks were beginning to peek from beneath the light make-up. “Why, Emma?” I asked her, letting my mouth say all the things my heart felt. “Am I so bad?” I asked. “I never said anything like that.” She answered. “So what is it?” I asked, exhausted. “Why do you want to be away from me so bad? Why do you treat me with such a long spoon? You can't deny missing me, Em. I see it in your eyes. What is holding you back?” I dared reach for her trembling hands, and she didn't pull away. It was a good thing. “Chase, I just still find it so hard to process. I'd rather think about things that hurt me, than process the whole thing. The past year has been the most tumultuous part of my life yet. I'm so fucking drained, I just need peace.” She said, “And you think that description doesn't fit me.”I asked, against my better reasoning. I then remi
Chase’s POV“I didn't think you'd be here.” She said,“I could say the same.” I replied to her Emma was the last person I thought who'd want to catch a break from the ceremony.She was at the center of it all, and really did well at her job of role playing a perfect daughter.“It's too much.” She replied with a low voice.“What is?” I asked, clearing my throat. “The atmosphere.” She explained, kicking the grass in her stilettos. Her legs looked like they must've been hurting. “Here.”I gave way for her to sit on her favorite swing. I could never take that away from her. “Thank you.” Emma was being her generic self, the side that she showed everyone else. Shy and contained. But I didn't like that. I liked that Emma I fell for, headlong. “It's nothing to Chase’s POV “I didn't think you'd be here.” She said, “I could say the same.” I replied to her Emma was the last person I thought who'd want to catch a break from the ceremony. She was at the center of it all, and really
Chase's POV I wished I could remain busy throughout the day. A time to rest meant a time to think. I was under the same roof as Emma, like I'd been wanting, but we were yet so far apart. The flowers were an ill thought decision, but I had to do something. Being in the same house with Emma for over three days was beginning to mess with my mental health. “You shouldn't have done that.” I said to myself. If only Emma had kept it a family thing and didn't have that one over, things would have been a lot easier. I intentionally left a note out of the flower delivery, but I knew she recognised the sender, irregardless. Before I knew it,my 5:30 alarm went off, and I had to throw on my tux as fast as I could. It'd be great if my dad and Linda got down to a full audience waiting for them. It was a really big deal for my dad, so big he had made arrangements for his helicopter to pick them both at ten o'clock. Linda was wearing a slick floor length satin dress in emerald green, paired
Emma's POVI decided to see my mom before the dinner. I didn't care if it was right or wrong, but I'd barely seen her all through the day and I was dying to know how she was holding up. Maybe an escape for myself was the other motive, but primarily, I wanted to know how she was doing. “Hey mom.” I said, pushing her door open. It almost felt like it was her wedding all over again. Mark was going all out. And I didn't know why it had to be that big for a guest list of just sixteen people. “This is a lot.” I smiled. “It is.” I saw the woman beneath all the makeup, hair glam, and accessories. She was still just my mom. “Can I have a moment with my daughter please?” She referred to everyone else in the room who wasn't me, and they, by my rough headcount, were about eight. “We can spare only about half an hour.” A kind lady who looked like she was in her thirties said, She had an outrageous makeup done. While it looked good, edgy, classy on her, I hope that wasn't gonna be my
Emma's POV. “You were gonna go in.” He said, looking away. “I was.” I replied, unshifting. He no longer had the courage to stare me down, and I no longer had the will to leave, “MIT looks good on you.” He said. “Thank you.” I smiled, “I could say the same for you.” “I see you've made new friends, well old ones,but you know…” He said. I chuckled within myself. Who'd have known that I could make the bad boy Chase unsure about me? “Yeah, I had no choice.” I murmured. “Uhm, how are you?” I asked, just out of courtesy, I told myself. I thought being brave and bold was gonna make me indestructible by him, but I was beginning to come off as antagonistic, and I didn't like it. Deep down, in the corners of my heart I hoped Kevin would never see, Chase occupied it. I wanted for him to close the distance between us like he'd once done. To treat me like his own. I was getting a little teary, so I dug my freshly manicured nail into my palm, I wasn't gonna cry, I could not.