I pull up in the compound and find dad's car parked at its spot.
"That's weird," I frown, entering the house. The house is very quiet and my live in nanny Tania is nowhere to be seen.Double weird, she normally greets me immediately I walk in and give me a hug. I walk into her room and it's empty. Before I could react, I hear a loud thud coming from Dad's study. I run to check it out immediately.The door is slightly open and I peek in to see mom sitting on the floor. Dad had a deep frown and he looked frustrated. Were they arguing?Triple weird.First dad came home early, Tania is nowhere around and my parents are arguing? What is going on?"I saw you with my own two eyes Joseph. There's no need to deny it," mom sobbed, getting up.What did she see? What was dad denying?"I know it has been going on for a while now but I chose to stay silent for my daughter's sake..."For my sake?"Not any more, I won't stay with a cheating husband," mom yelled angrily.Dad is cheating on mom? With who? Gosh, it shouldn't be who I'm thinking. It's can't be Tania, she loves our family and would never do anything to hurt us. I love her so much and she's almost like a second mother to me."I knew you were sleeping around with her but....but.... I can't believe it was even before we got married," the pain in mom's voice brought tears to my eyes. I quickly blinked it away because I wasn't used to people seeing me cry, not even my parents."You even had the guts to bring her into our home," mom added confirming my greatest fear."I can't believe you Joseph, if she's the one you wanted why marry me. You even have a son who's two years older than Zara. I can't believe you can be this heartless,"mom shook her head.My jaw dropped. I can't believe I've been living with dad's side chick my entire life. I even have a brother? So Tania was indeed my second mother."Maria, listen to me please?" Dad begged, trying to touch mom but she stepped away."Don't touch me. I'm leaving Joseph....I'll come for my daughter later," mom said turning to leave.Her eyes caught my trembling figure and before she could speak, I was already in front of dad.Buttercup listen," dad said using the pet he had for me."How could you do this dad? Mom loves you so much and you go on and betray her like that?" I ask, holding his collar tightly."Butter....""Don't call me that, I hate you," I spat out those words angrily.In a blink of an eye, mom spun me around and a hot slap landed on my cheek."How dare you speak to your father in that tone? And who said you could interfere in adults conversation?" I heard mom say but I couldn't see her facial expression since I was busily recovering from the slap."Apologize to your father now!" Mom yelled making my eyes widen in shock. I let out a chuckle and walked past her to my room, slammed the door and fell on my bed. The tears I was holding back rolled freely down my cheeks as soon as my body hit the bed.I don't know how long I cried but the tears eventually stopped and I went to the bathroom to take a cold shower. After bathing, I changed into my gym clothes and and left the house without informing anyone.I went straight to the treadmill and turned it to the fastest that existed and started running away frustrations.As I run, I received stares from the guy using the next one beside me. He was running at a much slower pace compared to me, his eyes never leaving mine.I ignore him his stares and kept running, ignoring the pain I was starting to feel in my legs.Something about him felt eerily familiar and no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't brush it off. He soon walked to me and turned the machine off, earning a glare from me."The fuck is wrong with you?" I asked him angrily, whiles trying to catch my breath."There's no need to get so worked up over this princess. Besides, from the way you're breathing, it seems I did you a favor," he winked, leaning against the machine. I took in a deep breath and turned the machine back on, putting it at normal speed this time.This annoying pervert would not stop smiling at me and he was really started to get on my nerves."Zara," a voice called and I turned to see Tyler waving my phone at me. As I turned the treadmill off, I heard the guy mumble something unclear.I walked to Tyler who handed me my phone."It's your mom," he said and I stared at it for a while before switching it off.Tyler shot me a confused look and I shook my head, getting a nod from him. This was a gesture we used when we were going through something we didn't want to talk about."Promise to tell me later?" he raised a brow and I nodded.I picked a pair of boxing gloves that were lying on the table and Tyler helped me put it on. I walked straight to the first punching bag I saw and yes, the annoying dude was still following me.Only God knows why I still haven't punched him in the face.I start punching and kicking the punching back, unleashing the anger that had filled me up."Tyler, your girlfriend is so feisty and hot....definitely my type of girl," I heard the annoying guy say but I ignored him.AGAIN."Where did you find her? Did Santa deliver her to you? Because I definitely want something spicy this Christmas. Do you think maybe I could borrow her for the weekend?"Now I had had enough."Can't you just shut up and leave me alone? You've been following me like a lost puppy since I came here and it's getting very annoying," I told him, staring at his beautiful brown eyes.Ok, let's pretend I didn't say that."Since I'm a lost puppy, why don't you take me home and take care of me....you don't want to leave a lost dog all by himself, right?"I gritted my teeth at how annoying he was. Seriously why are the handsome one jerks? Liam....the one in front of me and sometimes Tyler too.Trust me when I say I sometimes have to punch Tyler to bring his coconut head back home."I just wish I could punch you in the face right now," I said not realizing I said that out loud until I heard his response."We'll, why don't we try and make your wish come true."He was already putting on a pair of boxing gloves."You want to fight me?"I chuckled when he nodded."Don't tell me I can't fight you because you're a girl," he teased.I chose to ignore that remark."But let's place a bet on it," he raised a brow, running his tongue over his teeth."Sure," I replied with a smile, I love bets."If I win....you get to be my girlfriend for a week," he said, flashing a set of white teeth."And if I win...." I paused looking at Tyler for an idea.He raised his arms in surrender, indicating he wanted nothing to do with what was going on."I go home with your car," I smirk.He looked surprised for a moment before nodding."I don't know how you knew I brought a car." I heard him say."Lucky guess.... I guess," now it was my turn to tease him.We both walked to the boxing ring and I stood on the left side, waiting for him to take his stand."I'll go easy on you, don't worry. I wouldn't like to ruin that pretty face if yours," I heard him whisper behind me."That'll be the greatest mistake of your life," I smirked.The first round began with him attacking and me trying hard to defend. A few of his punched got to me and I could he was holding back judging from the less pain I was feeling. In no time, I started getting bored and I just wanted to spice things up. I wanted him to stop holding back so that I could see what he got.I aimed at his jaw and when I got the chance, I threw a swift punch that landed beneath his jaw."Fuck!" He cussed, earning a smirk from me."I told you not to hold back," I laughed."Ok, if that's what you want princessa," he said before throwing a punch I barely managed to dodge.Let's just say his defense wasn't that strong so he ended up losing by five points and I won with a burst lip.Anyway, let's look at the bright side, I have a car.I drove into the compound to see a moving truck with two men busily packing stuff inside. With a slight frown, I parked my trophy next to dad's car and walked in. "Mom!" I called, even though I really didn't want to speak to her. "Mom?!" I called again, taking the stairs but received no answer. I took the left turn and was heading towards my parents's bedroom when I collided into something…..someone. "You?!" We both chorused, staring at each other. Me in annoyance but the other person….in shock. "What are you doing here?" He asked with a smile. "Uhhhh….. I should be the one asking you dummy," I replied coldly, rolling my eyes. "Are you looking for someone…or something?"he raised a brow. "Wha….." "Hey mom," he cut me off, waving someone behind me. I stood there frozen for a second before I heard a familiar voice. "Nick…" Tania's responded and this time I couldn't stop myself from turning. My eyes were bulging out of their sockets when I saw Tania and the guy from the gym earli
'' Zara, you're just making a mountain out if a molehill," Kaylee whined as we joined the driver in the car. He had been kind enough to drive me home so that I could pick some things up. I packedy books and some extra clothes I would be taking to Kaylee's after school." You have a secret crush on Liam and you're secretly stalking him on social media....not only that, you also fall asleep looking at his pictures and you tell me what?' I said, letting out mocking chuckle."Why are saying that like it's a bad thing?" She pouted."I thought we all agreed he was an asshole," I rolled my eyes." Yeah he is, but he's still handsome," Kaylee shrugged.I agreed with her on he being handsome. I mean, I also went through his social media and looked through all his pictures and videos as well. That guy is good looking, I mean how can a human be as handsome as he is. "Zara?" Kaylee's voice pulled me out of thoughts."Are you coming down or not?" She raised a brow making me aware of our surround
I know everyone was shocked because as they say, no one has ever stood up against Liam before and I'm glad to be the first person to do that. I mean who does he think he is? Just because he's rich and handsome doesn't mean he should be an asshole. "Zara!" a voice snapped me out of thoughts. I looked around till my eyes landed on the principal who was standing at the door. "To my office," she said and walked out without a backward glance. I sighed and got up from my seat, ignoring all the whispering that was going on. It was obvious to why I was being called at the principal's office but I didn't even care. "Zara....." "I'll be fine," I cut Kaylee off, reassuring her with a slight smile. I called out and went straight to the principal's office to see Liam and Beatrice already there. Liam was wearing a new T-shirt now and he was looking at hot as hell. The white shirt hugged every bit of his upper muscles perfectly and I fought the urge to touch him. " Done starin
LIAM The day went by swiftly as it should but my brain was in a mess, especially when I see her acting as if nothing happened. She doesn’t deserve to be happy. She deserves to be punished. She deserves to pay for all the humiliation she put me through and I’m going to deal with her in the worse way possible. I just need to figure it out. “Hey man, you coming for practice?” Levi asked and I nodded, grabbing my bag and walking out of the classroom before the other boys followed me. I was so lost in thoughts about her that I didn’t even realize they were planning another pool party. “Liam, are you ok?” Mason asked, placing an arm over my shoulder. I nodded and quickened by pace instead to the changing room. I threw my bag into my locker and changed into my jersey before taking the lead to the basketball court. Training soon started and I was a mess, I threw the basketball into the net for the fifth time today and missed. You want to know why? It’s because of
LIAM I drive out of the school after basketball practice with Beatrice sitting in the front seat. She must have noticed my spoilt mood so she didn’t say anything throughout the ride. “I’ll see you in school tomorrow,” I said, without sparing her a glance as I pulled up in front of her house. “My parents are in, I think you should come say hi,” she offered but I quickly declined. “Not today.” She nodded and got down from the car. I immediately drove off, ignoring her as she wave me. I drive straight home and thankfully, no one was around when I arrived. “Good evening sir,” one of the maids greeted me as I walked in. I handed over my bag and jacket to her and walked straight to my room. I needed a fresh shower so I went straight to the bathroom, my mind swirling with frustration. I turned the shower on, letting the cold water cascade down my body, but it did little to distract me from the thoughts of Zara. She had a knack for getting in my way and it infu
ZARA: Nick was standing in front of the school when we arrived. I rolled my eyes in annoyance when I saw Kaylee run to him. “Hi Nick,” Kaylee greeted him cheerfully but I just rolled my eyes again and scoffed before walking past them. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today,” I heard Nick tease me but I just ignored him and kept walking. I stopped by my locker and packed a few books before slamming it shut. “Won’t you take anything from your locker?” I turned to ask Kaylee but she and Nick were busy giggling over something. “What now?” I asked exasperated. “You won’t understand sis,” Nick said with a smile. “Sis? Don’t you ever call me that Nick. I am not your sister,” I said angrily, remembering dad’s betrayal all over again. Fresh tears pooled up in my eyes but I took in a deep breath and blinked them back away. “I’ll see you in class,” I told Kaylee before walking away. The bell soon rang and students flooded into the classroom in large
BEATRICE: Watching Liam hold Zara in such a manner made my heart sink. The sight of their banter turning playful and intimate ignited a fiery jealousy within me. I knew it was my idea to make Zara fall in love with Liam so that he could break her heart and ego but seeing them in such a position made me feel like he was going to fall in love with her for real. “What that all about?” I asked, anger laced in my voice. “What was what?” Liam asked, picking on French fry from Matteo’s plate and tossing it into his mouth. “What were you doing with Zara?” I pressed further. “Nothing,” Liam shrugged casually. “Liam. I saw you holding her waist. I saw the way she looked at you. I saw you…..” “Isn’t that what you wanted?” Liam’s words make me choke on mine. “Wasn’t it your idea? Did you not want me to get her to fall in love with me so that I can break her heart?” His words made my heart beat faster. The reality of my actions were now hitting me. What if Liam actually
The final bell rang and I all but bolted from my seat, stuffing my books into my backpack with the grace of a sleep-deprived raccoon. School drained me enough without the added headache of navigating the social landmines that came with Beatrice and her ever-watchful gaze.She’d been acting strange lately. Not her usual cold and calculated self—but tense. Uneasy. Almost as if something was unraveling, and I couldn’t help but notice that Liam was always somewhere in the background of that fray. He’d been… different. Looking at me longer. Smirking more often. And earlier that day in the hallway, when he caught me by the waist after I nearly slipped on a spilled coffee, it felt like the whole world paused for a second too long.I hated that. I hated him.The air outside was crisp, sunlight spilling across the parking lot as I made my way toward the sidewalk. My headphones were in, volume turned up to ignore the usual crowd of students piling into cars and buses.And then I saw him.Liam.
LIAM I shouldn’t have hit record. I don’t even remember doing it. Just a stupid impulse—something Beatrice suggested in passing, some twisted insurance that the plan was working. “Keep a little trophy,” she’d said, half-laughing. “So we can play it back when she realizes she was just a pawn.” At the time, I didn’t think twice. I didn’t think much at all. I just tapped record on my phone and slid it into my jacket pocket that night under the stars. And now I was back in my basement, sitting on one of the worn-out couches, surrounded by the people I used to think were the only ones who mattered. My guys—Matteo,Lucas, Levi and Mason —were sprawled across bean bags and armchairs, all wearing the same smug expressions. Beatrice was perched on the arm of the couch beside me, manicured hand lazily wrapped around a wine cooler she hadn’t asked permission to open. Her two shadows—Lena and Skye—were whispering and snickering like we were in middle school again. I hated the sound of it.
I told myself a thousand times I wasn’t going to get in the car. I’d even picked out a book to “casually” read in bed, just in case anyone asked. But when Liam’s headlights appeared outside my window right on the dot at 7:30, my stomach twisted, and my legs moved before my brain could stop them. The air was sharp, cool against my skin as I stepped outside. Liam stood leaning against his car, arms crossed, eyes already on me like he’d been waiting for hours. “Wow,” he said, grinning. “I thought I’d have to text your dad to come drag you out.” “You don’t have my dad’s number,” I muttered, trying not to smile. “You don’t know that.” I rolled my eyes, but my pulse was already racing. We drove in silence at first. Not the awkward kind—something more… expectant. The windows were slightly down, letting in just enough of the breeze to carry the scent of pine and autumn. His playlist hummed in the background—low-fi, soft, and nothing like what I imagined Liam Knight would listen to. He
Home didn’t feel like home anymore. The walls were the same—light gray with the little scuff marks near the baseboards from when I used to drag my desk chair around. My books were still stacked in the corner, alphabetized, untouched. Even my favorite hoodie was still hanging from the bedpost, exactly where I’d left it the day I walked out. But everything felt different now. Off. Maybe it was because this wasn’t just my home anymore. It was Nick’s too. After Mom left Dad and I became this two-person universe. And the woman I called her a second mother, well she did actually try to get me to open up, in other words, she tried to replace my mother but I hate her guts. Then I couldn’t take it anymore and moved to Kaylee’s. I just wished they would leave me alone but two weeks later, dad and Nick showed up with the police. They said a bunch of things like how I wasn’t eighteen and didn’t have the right to decide for myself and blah, blah, blah. So here I was. Back in a house I
I should’ve said no.When Liam asked if I wanted to get ice cream, my mouth said “sure” before my brain could catch up. Probably because it felt easier than going back to the cafeteria, where Nick’s arm would still be wrapped around Kaylee like a damn possession, and where I’d have to keep pretending I was fine.So now we were here.At Sweet Daze, the annoyingly aesthetic ice cream shop two blocks from school, with hanging plants, neon signs, and a chalkboard menu that listed flavors like “lavender honey” and “blueberry basil.”Liam was already at the counter, confidently ordering a double scoop of espresso fudge in a waffle cone like he came here every weekend. I lingered behind, arms crossed, trying not to look like this was the first time I’d ever hung out with him voluntarily.“Your turn, hurricane,” he said, stepping aside and looking at me like he expected me to be difficult.“Don’t call me that,” I muttered, scanning the board.“Come on, it suits you.”“Fine. Then I’m calling y
The hallways were buzzing when I walked into school the next morning—voices overlapping, sneakers squeaking, the usual hum of teenage chaos. I kept my head down, slipping through the crowd like a shadow. After last night at Liam’s house, I thought I’d shaken him off. That once the project was behind us, so was he. I was wrong. Because as I turned the corner toward my locker, there he was. Liam. Leaning against the metal like it was his personal throne, one foot crossed casually over the other, his head tilted just enough to look annoyingly cool. His tie was loose, blazer unbuttoned, and the grin he wore when he saw me was just shy of smug. My stomach did that stupid flip again—the one I hated. The one that meant danger. “Good morning, sunshine,” he said, pushing off the locker like he’d been waiting there all his life. I blinked, caught completely off guard. “What are you doing?” “Waiting for you,” he replied, as if it was obvious. “I figured after the quality bonding session
The final bell rang and I all but bolted from my seat, stuffing my books into my backpack with the grace of a sleep-deprived raccoon. School drained me enough without the added headache of navigating the social landmines that came with Beatrice and her ever-watchful gaze.She’d been acting strange lately. Not her usual cold and calculated self—but tense. Uneasy. Almost as if something was unraveling, and I couldn’t help but notice that Liam was always somewhere in the background of that fray. He’d been… different. Looking at me longer. Smirking more often. And earlier that day in the hallway, when he caught me by the waist after I nearly slipped on a spilled coffee, it felt like the whole world paused for a second too long.I hated that. I hated him.The air outside was crisp, sunlight spilling across the parking lot as I made my way toward the sidewalk. My headphones were in, volume turned up to ignore the usual crowd of students piling into cars and buses.And then I saw him.Liam.
BEATRICE: Watching Liam hold Zara in such a manner made my heart sink. The sight of their banter turning playful and intimate ignited a fiery jealousy within me. I knew it was my idea to make Zara fall in love with Liam so that he could break her heart and ego but seeing them in such a position made me feel like he was going to fall in love with her for real. “What that all about?” I asked, anger laced in my voice. “What was what?” Liam asked, picking on French fry from Matteo’s plate and tossing it into his mouth. “What were you doing with Zara?” I pressed further. “Nothing,” Liam shrugged casually. “Liam. I saw you holding her waist. I saw the way she looked at you. I saw you…..” “Isn’t that what you wanted?” Liam’s words make me choke on mine. “Wasn’t it your idea? Did you not want me to get her to fall in love with me so that I can break her heart?” His words made my heart beat faster. The reality of my actions were now hitting me. What if Liam actually
ZARA: Nick was standing in front of the school when we arrived. I rolled my eyes in annoyance when I saw Kaylee run to him. “Hi Nick,” Kaylee greeted him cheerfully but I just rolled my eyes again and scoffed before walking past them. “Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed today,” I heard Nick tease me but I just ignored him and kept walking. I stopped by my locker and packed a few books before slamming it shut. “Won’t you take anything from your locker?” I turned to ask Kaylee but she and Nick were busy giggling over something. “What now?” I asked exasperated. “You won’t understand sis,” Nick said with a smile. “Sis? Don’t you ever call me that Nick. I am not your sister,” I said angrily, remembering dad’s betrayal all over again. Fresh tears pooled up in my eyes but I took in a deep breath and blinked them back away. “I’ll see you in class,” I told Kaylee before walking away. The bell soon rang and students flooded into the classroom in large
LIAM I drive out of the school after basketball practice with Beatrice sitting in the front seat. She must have noticed my spoilt mood so she didn’t say anything throughout the ride. “I’ll see you in school tomorrow,” I said, without sparing her a glance as I pulled up in front of her house. “My parents are in, I think you should come say hi,” she offered but I quickly declined. “Not today.” She nodded and got down from the car. I immediately drove off, ignoring her as she wave me. I drive straight home and thankfully, no one was around when I arrived. “Good evening sir,” one of the maids greeted me as I walked in. I handed over my bag and jacket to her and walked straight to my room. I needed a fresh shower so I went straight to the bathroom, my mind swirling with frustration. I turned the shower on, letting the cold water cascade down my body, but it did little to distract me from the thoughts of Zara. She had a knack for getting in my way and it infu